The Prophet

Chapter 82: Just Chillin

"Guys I'm fine," I lied. "It was just another vision."

"Well then your visions are getting worse," Jason said. "You never passed out that long before."

"It was a long vision," I lied again.

"What happened then?" Dean asked. I couldn't read the look on his face. Worry, and something else. "In the vision."

So I lied again. "Us and the Angels fighting. It's going to be big. We need to find Hannah ASAP. And God. We gotta find him too."

"God?" Dean repeated. "We already tried that. A lot. He doesn't want to be found."

"We can't end this thing without him and he knows it. He told me just now. If you'll excuse me I really do have to go to the bathroom before we go." Dean was holding my duffle bag. "Dean give me that."

"For in the bathroom?" Dean asked.

"Yes for in the bathroom."

"Why?"

"It's my time of month. I need to get something out of the bag for the-"

Dean practically threw the bag at me. "Just go."

:::Time skip brought to you by curious George:::

We sat waiting for Hannah in the Bunker. We had just gotten back, and the summoning spell was the first thing we did.

"Is she even coming?" asked Lucy.

"Yes," said Sam.

"How do you know?" Lucy crossed her arms and glared at Sam. A white light flashed through the room and I forced Lucy to turn around, before closing my own eyes. The light stopped burning and we looked up.

"Sam was speaking to me," said Sam.

"Hannah?" asked Cas.

"Yes," Sam/Hannah replied. "Don't worry I'll be out of Sam as soon as we're done talking. I couldn't find a more suitable vessel."

"Sam needs to hear this too," said Charlie.

"He can hear what's going on."

"And you'll get out the second we're done here?" asked Dean.

"Or if Sam rejects me prematurely," Hannah said.

"And he agreed to this?" asked Dean.

"I couldn't be here otherwise," said Hannah.

"Let's get on with this then," I said. "We know you're not in charge of heaven anymore, so why did you tell me you were?"

She sighed. "I was afraid of that. Unfortunately the Angels no longer trust me since Metatron escaped," Cas suddenly found his feet very interesting and I started picking at my nails. "I needed allies. Helping you seemed like the easiest way to get them."

"Two of us almost died," I said, glaring at Hannah.

"You fought an angel, knowing it was an angel.that wasn't my fault. I don't have to stay here and take this, I can leave or you can ask for my help."

"Fine don't get your feathers in a bunch," Dean grumbled, earning an aggravated look from both Hannah, and Cas. "What can you tell us about the factions?"

"Not much. None of them support me, as far as I know. Most of them are fighting for control of heaven, some are trying to take care of things on earth, answering prayers and needs, and a few are looking for God. And then there are rogues, like Kushiel, with their own unique vendettas," Hannah grimaced.

"What about heaven?" Cas asked.

"A lot of the main fighting is happening up there, but as far as I know the souls are secure. It's easy to get in or out now, but it's not safe. It's too easy to get caught in the crossfire."