Some time away has left Carlotta Bellway better off. With an unlikely deal made with Crowley, the cheeky crossroads demon, Carlotta has the ability to kill demons with her new powers. With only a few mere months to help Dean avoid being sent to hell...
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My fingers are dancing on the steering wheel of the old pickup I stole as I wait for the Impala to pull up in front of the diner we agreed to meet up at just outside Cicero, Indiana. The familiar purr rumbled through the truck, and I sat up excitedly before nervously fixing my hair. Dean's familiar gleeful expression is visible from the window, and Sam's amused expression follows it.
"Baby!" I called out as we all stepped out of the cars. I drove right past Dean, and started patting the Impala affectionately. "How could I ever leave such a beauty like you!"
Sam cracked up laughing as Dean groaned in annoyance. I leapt into his arms for one of those cheesy reunion kisses. "You and Sammy go ahead and get something to eat, I'm gonna go find the newspaper for a case." Dean suggested as he curled his arms around my waist. "I'm afraid if you tag along, we might get distracted with each others bodies."
"Dean," Sam whined.
"Well, he did read my mind, Sam," I mention impishly. "Cheeseburger, all the way-- extra onions?" I recite.
Dean grinned and kissed me again. "You're a doll-- and don't forget--"
"Slice of pie, yeah I got it." I smile. He walks away as Sam gestures to the door. "So, Sammy, what'd you guys do since I had my little vacation?"
Sam just shrugged. "We got rid of the seven demons representing the seven deadly sins."
I pushed my lower lip out. "Man, I wish I coulda seen that one." I mention. "But not all is bad in my world-- I've been practicing my new powers on demons. I killed a few."
"Lottie-- that's great, cause the Colt--"
"Sam, I can only do it a few times before I completely shut down. It takes up a lot of strength." I cut in. "So, you got anything to get Dean out of the deal?" I ask hopefully.
"Bobby thinks this demon dispelling ritual won't work." He mentions dryly.
"Sam, that's not going to work, I side with Bobby." I mention.
"Well, maybe we got the translation wrong. Look, we can't just let Dean fry in hell while we--"
"Sam, seriously, the ritual isn't going to work."
"There's got to be something--"
"Sam," I stop him as I raise my eyebrows and gesture towards Dean. "Hey, baby."
"What are you two nerds, doing?" Dean asks as he slides into the booth besides me.
"U-Uh, just ordering a pizza," Sam stated quickly. I pursed my lips together and blew out an inaudible sigh.
"You do realize that we're in a restaurant, right?" Dean mentions.
"Oh, we just felt like pizza, that's all," I say for Sam. I send him a scolding glare before I return to grinning at Dean.
