Destiny

Chapter 27

When we pulled back into the parking lot of the hotel I practically ran out of the car and over to the brothers room. I did not bother waiting for them and kicked open the door like they had done to mine the other day.

"What the hell?" Dean yelled as I stepped over the busted door and into his room.

I ran over to the files that they had spread out over the table. I started flipping through them easily finding what I was looking for in one and then moving on to the next.

"Not that I don't love watching you destroy all these blokes stuff but are you going to tell us what it is your looking for?" Spike asked.

"This." I said as I brought over the files and placed them all out on the bed.

"We were looking for the connection in all the wrong places. Look the first victim lives with her mom." I told them.

"So." Sam said.

"She moved back to Sunnydale three months ago when her mother became sick. Victims twos grandfather has Alzheimer's. And victim three." I started.

"Her father has lung cancer." He finished.

"Exactly." I answered.

"So what are we thinking they couldn't pay up for their magic water?" Dean asked.

"Something like that. All of the girls started working there after they family members became sick. So I'm thinking they got a little taste, like a free sample. Then started working there to help pay for future doses." I told them.

"Like drug dealers." Sam said.

"Exactly get them hooked then pull away the supplies. And if I'm rite when they couldn't pay any more they tried to steel it." I finished.

"Nothing like steeling from a perverted daemon." Spike said.

"What about the fights the other workers said they saw between the victims and daemon boy?" Dean asked.

"They said he was hitting on them. Maybe he was trying to suggest a new type of payment." I answered.

"That's sick." Sam said.

"Spike. You and Clem to go to the market. Find out exactly what type of daemon he is. We will need to know to kill him." I told Spike.

"On it." He answered as he quickly turned and walked out the door. "I'm taking your car!" He yelled out before running off so I could not protest.

"How do you know he's going there?" Sam asked.

"He knows were on to him. That's the easiest place to get rid of his product." I told them.

"Then why don't we just go there?" Dean asked.

"It's worded, only supernatural creatures can find it and only daemons can enter." I told him.

"Sounds like a good time." Sam mumbled.

I just rolled my eyes at him as I walked out of his room and into my own. They followed me in and both instantly turned to leave when they saw I had already pulled off my shirt.

"What are you doing?" Sam asked.

"I'm changing. I can't go home dressed like this. I'll never here the end of it if my mom's home." I told them.

"Don't you live in San Diego? That's a long way away." Dean said.

"I'm changed." I said as I pulled on my black leather jacket over the plane white tang top I put on. I changed into plane jeans and into white sneakers. Nothing sexy, that my mom could yell at me for.

"Wyatt!" I called out causing both of the guys to look at me strangely.

"Wyatt I know you can hear me get your ass down here!" I yelled into the sky again.

"I think she has lost it." Dean said.

I shot him a glare but before I could say anything a ball of light started to form at the celling.

"What the hell is that?" Dean asked but Sam just smiled as he realized what was happening as he seemed to be fascinated with my weird ass family.

The light got bigger, brighter, and started to twinkle like the stars until it was human size and Wyatt appeared in front of me.

"I knew you would call eventually." He said to me threw his cocky ass smile plastered all over his face.

"What the hell is going on?" Dean asked when the two of us started talking.

I tried to ignore him but Wyatt turned around happily not knowing how big a pain in the ass he is.

"Hi I'm Wyatt. Destiny's cousin. Nice to meet you." He said reached out his hand for Dean to take.

He took it but quickly withdrew when he no longer to.

"How did you do that? Destiny can you do that?" He asked.

"No." I answered.

"I'm half whit lighter." He told him.

"Like the magic angles?" He asked.

"Exactly." He answered then looked back to me.

"What do you need?" He asked me.

"I need you to bring me the book." I told him. "And I need you to bring it to me."