What if Lucifer had a twin sister and this was an alternate version of Supernatural where God does not exist but instead is replaced by Goddess, the mother of all creation.
Many years ago, the beautiful female Archangel in all of Heaven meets The Da...
Author's Note: I do not own Supernatural's Content or any of it's Characters. All Original Plot, Original Ideas, or OC belong to me. Hope you enjoy.
Trish arrived to New York at last. Quite the troublesome trip she had so she stopped by at a typical diner and grabbed some lunch. For some particular reason the compass cease to pinpoint the source. Did it break or was it overwhelm by the energy signature? Whatever the case, eating food and sitting down while she tinkered with the device will allow her to ease her mind.
"Here you go, double bacon cheeseburger with a side of curly fries and a thick chocolate milkshake." Said the waitress, bringing Trish's food to her table. "Can I get you anything else?"
Trish smiled in appreciation. "No thank you. Thank you for bringing my meal."
"You're welcome. Enjoy!" She smiled kindly.
The warm and delicious scent of the food made Trish's stomach grumble. She poured some ketchup onto her burger and some on the tray for her fries and takes a bite. She moaned. She was a woman who liked staying in tip top physical shape as she had quite a curvy body and bosom that attracted men and women when she was out in public but eating the heavenly delicious grease bomb was a craving weakness she'd like to treat herself for an occasion.
She grabbed two fries and dipped them into her milkshake and place the combined cold sweet treat and greasy salt fry into her taste buds. Oh yeah that's the stuff.
"Someone sure enjoys her junk food a lot." Trish opened her eyes. She arched a brow at seeing a blonde hair woman around her early twenties with green eyes, wearing black matching leather jacket and jeans sit down at on the other side of booth.
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Once she finished chewing and swallowed the content in her mouth, Trish wiped her lips with a napkin and said. "May I help you with something?" Heylel smirked. She leaned forward, much to Trish's confusion as she in turn leans back. "Okay, I think there are plenty of empty seats for you to take."
Heyley grinned with a chuckle. "Whoa, easy there city girl. Just a stranger passing by and wanting to greet the famous Trish Mercer, CEO of Mercer enterprises.
Trish's brows raised. "Oh, so you have heard of me? Of course, it's just not many people would come to greet a CEO of a famous company or recognize them on first sight."
"Well I'm not most people and if your wondering FYI, I wanted to meet you in person and I gotta say it's an honor meeting you. You're pretty far from your fancy company. Company business in New York?"
"Something like that." Trish responded vaguely. "You are?"
Heyley brushed some of her hair back. "The name is Jocelyn Eveningstar. Remember me?"
Trish cocked her head when she heard the name. She looks closer, squinting her eyes. "You know what? You do look familiar. Why are you...oh I remember now!" She clasped her hands at realization. "Goodness me I hadn't recognize you on first sight. You were that young woman I accidently bumped weeks ago. Wow, sorry if I didn't recognize you on first sight."
