Chapter TwoAnd again this is dedicated to Leah...so I hope you enjoy it sweety
Dean kept the gun aimed at the woman his eyes going wide as he looked down the length of her body not expecting in a million years to find a girl scantily clad in the bathroom he had just been in. God was he losing his mind? There wasn’t a window so...Dean cocked the gun waiting for one hell of an explanation.
“She was the girl in my vision.” Sam’s whisper got his muscle to relax slightly as he took his finger off the trigger angling his head in Sam’s direction just enough to make sure he had heard him right.
“The one with the hand in her head?” Dean scrunched his face up at that picture and finally completely lowered the gun.
“It’s alright.” Sam offered finally acknowledging that she was there...still holding her hands up as she adjusted her balance to compensate for the lack of coordination due to her foot being jammed in the toilet.
She lowered her arms as Dean lowered the gun and everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief all the way around. Leah hopped on her free foot trying to adjust her towel as she took in the fact that she hadn’t been able to hear their whispering do to being half deaf already. “So uh...I know you have to be wondering how I got in here.” Her half cocked smile around the tooth brush wasn’t all that comforting leading to a sort of really wacko look across her face.
Leah realized as she spoke that she still had her tooth brush in her mouth and quickly pulled it from between her teeth her smile broadening to look less insane. “Sorry.” She chuckled softly under her breath as she rolled her eyes to herself. “Ok here’s the drill...I usually don’t just end up anywhere and you’re going to think I’m nuts...but I am so tired of trying to explain this in any way that makes sense...so I’m just going to shoot straight with ya...alrighty?”
Dean raised an eyebrow a slow steady smile growing across his face. ‘That would be great” He nodded a hint of sarcasm coating his voice.
“Just...” She held up one finger up as she reached down bending at the waist to get a good grip on her ankle and she quickly gave her foot a good yank.”Give...me...two ...seconds...Whooo...” She fell backward into the wall and let out a loud laugh as she straightened up a bit winded looking back to the toilet as her smile slowly faded. “I hope you guys flushed.”
“Are you alright?” Sam asked starring at her in complete bafflement. Dean was trying to keep from laughing though and had managed it save a slight chuckle that he had to cover with a cough.
“Dandy.” She replied straightening. She smoothed her towel out like it was a designer suite and set her tooth brush down on the sink. “Oh yeah...why I’m here...”
“Yeah.” Dean nodded wondering if he should aim again. This woman had to be psycho.
“I’m here to help you.” She beamed suddenly.
Dean furrowed his brows together running a hand over his eyes tiredly with an exaggerated turn of his head in Sam’s direction. He forced a smile that was just brimming with a ‘Can we talk’ look. “You’re here to help us?” He replied almost having to laugh at that. Sam was the one that had the vision...they were supposed to be looking for her to help her. “How?”
“That part isn’t always clear...just that when I tend to blink unexpectantly...and to some unknown location... I always end up where I’m needed...” Her eyes traveled to the gun a moment before she regained the vigor to her smile. “Though you two look plenty capable...”
“Blink?” Dean and Sam asked in unison.
“Yeah I named it myself...that’s what those warlocks on Charmed do isn’t it...disappear and reappear here and there...sounded close enough to me.” She seemed proud of herself for naming her ability, but Dean and Sam could only exchange a glance before Sam had to ask.
“So you can go from place to place...instantly?” Sam was amazed. If she had an ability like his then that had to be the connection to his vision, but that was one amazing ability if what she said was true.
“Yeah...only catch is I can’t control it very well...and here lately the only time it happens is when some one is in trouble. Not too neat if you can’t do it when you need to. Last week some girl in Hong Kong was having problems with a mind reading thing. She couldn’t get out of her ex-boyfriends head and I couldn’t leave Hong Kong til I figured out how to help her. That was a fun week...I almost got fired from both my jobs when I told my bosses I had to take an emergency trip over seas to help my great aunt Karma.” Leah rambled onward as if this was the most natural occurrence in the world. “So ya almost think I’m nuts, but one of you is psychic and you know I’m not crazy...right?” She smiled even brighter as she began to run her hand through her hair in the mirror trying to fix it as best she could. There was a long pause though and her hands slowly drifted to her hips as she waited for her confirmation.
“Can you read minds?” Dean asked suddenly wondering if his thought were safe since she seemed to know that Sam was psychic.
“Nope...just always end up helping psychics.” She nodded. “I don’t know why.” She cocked her head briefly at that.
“No offense here...” Dean finally had to get in on this conversation. “How exactly do you help other psychics?” He had to know...because unless she had some other ability hidden up her sleeve so far he wasn’t seeing much resemblance to any hunter he had ever met and most of the kids that were like Sam...had a demon with a use for them.
“Actually it’s different for everyone...with the mind reader from Hong Kong we had to do a lot of research and go see some old guy in a dress that had his own temple...but she couldn’t do it all herself...poor girl could barely get out of bed. Sometimes the only help someone needs is someone to walk them through what they already knew they had to do...other times...” She trailed off contemplatively, but was quickly able to force at least a half knowing look of happiness. “Look I’m not a fruitcake...I do know that there is some bad stuff out there...bad people...creatures...”
“Creatures?” Dean asked arching an eyebrow...he just had to find out the extent of her knowledge now.
“You know...Vampires...werewolves...things that go bump in the night...” She watched him take that in with a measure of restraint wondering what his game was. “Do you just get a kick out of girls telling you what you already know?”
“Excuse me?” Dean didn’t know where that came from. “What makes you...”
“You just woke up...still have sleep in your eyes and you handle a gun like you sleep with it. You’ve got two knives in a bathroom essentials bag...one silver...one bronze...not to mention the box of salt.” She pointed to the bag that had been laying half opened just outside the bathroom door. “You’re buddy...sleeps with a gun under his pillow too as the indentation actually poked his neck enough to leave the almost faded impression of a hilt right here.” She motioned to the base of Sam’s neck “...and the holy water and stack of missing persons files that are stacked in the floor next to the closet there.” She motioned behind Dean and Sam. “ Those aren’t usually carried by law enforcement...well not the holy water anyway...so I’m thinking in an attempt to play skip these twenty questions we can cut through all the bullshit and admit that your hunters. Probably even have a nifty little journal or something.”
Sam couldn’t help but laugh at Dean as he saw the look that crossed his face. He couldn’t stop even as Dean glared at him. “Well you’re observant...but how do you help with the other aspects of where this ability seems to lead you?” Dean asked worriedly. He’d seen too many innocent people die and he really didn’t like the idea of this girl thinking that she needed to help them in some way.
“Very carefully.” She licked at her lips shifting her gaze to the floor. “Look...I’m stuck here with you guys until whatever your problem is goes away...so can we get it over with? You obviously don’t want me here...and I...” She looked down at her watch with a sigh. “Am late for work.”
“I have visions...of people dying. I try to help too.” Sam straightened up finally and after hearing the humor leaving her voice quickly tried to explain himself. “I just had one of you...so either way... you to help us or us to help you...you’re right about one thing...seems like we’ve got some work to do. You were the one I saw dying though...so I’m thinking this time...it your turn to get some help.”
“Wow.” She mouthed readjusting her towel as she took that in slowly. “That would suck...I’m game either way...what was your vision?”
“You sure you want to know?”
“Why wouldn’t I?” She shrugged. “It’s not like it’s going to happen...that’s why we’re all here. Right?” She regained her smile as she followed them out of the bathroom slinging the water off her foot. “Do either of you have anything that might fit me?”
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