And Who Might You Be?

Roads Untraveled

We load up the Impala only a few hours later and start the five and a half hour trip (A/N: and yes, I did look up how long it would take). In the middle of the drive I pulled out my sketchbook and started drawing the Impala out of pure boredom. Once I was done, which only took me ten minutes, I smiled a little. It was so bad, it was good. I close the sketchbook and grab a book on different lores. I flipped through the pages until I found Rugaru. I swallow dryly.

"Hey, um guys... How dangerous is this?"

"That depends on what you're talking about." I roll my eyes at Dean.

"The hunt, this hunt. Rugarus eat human flesh and what if the one we are hunting has already turned? It could also be a Wendigo, but Wendigos usually never leave anything behind..." I mutter the last part to myself and then suddenly, the car gets freezing cold. "Okay, this is starting to get a bit weird..." I reach for the salt vial in my bag and an iron dagger. Dean quickly pulled over the car and spun around, Sam does the same. I gripped my knife and nearly screamed when my sister appeared next to me. "Jasmine?!" Dean sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Damen. It's good to see you again." I frown.

"You're dead." She gives me a look.

"Um, well duh, but..." She pointed to my breast pocket. "Not really." I reach into my pocket and pull out one half of her and Aiden's necklace.

"Dude, really?! You're supposed to burn everything so this," He motions towards my ghostly sister. "doesn't happen!" I give him a glare.

"I'm sorry, but are you the one who lost a twin? No. It feels like there is a giant hole missing in your life and nothing will ever be able to fill that hole." I finish angrily. "At least when Sam dies you can get him back!" I get out of the car and slam the door, walking off down the road.

"Where are you going?" I look over to my sister and sigh, still walking.

"I'm clearing my head before I can punch Dean in the nose." She nodded.

"So, they are the Winchesters, the hunters you've been obsessing over for months, well, were." I nod.

"They're good at their job, but Dean is kind of an asshole, Sam has his moments and Castiel is... Well Castiel." I stop a moment and mess with her necklace. "I've missed you. Life is horrendous without you blasting BTS around everywhere. I haven't been able to listen to them ever since you left, too many memories." I felt her cold hand on my arm.

"Hey, come on, stop being a whiny baby. I'm younger than you, I should be the one missing you." I roll my eyes and smile a little. "We both know what you have to do." My smile fades and I let the necklace fall to the ground. I pour a little salt and some lighter fluid on it. I took out my box of matches and looked up at her.

"I'm going to find that demon that killed you and rip his soul to pieces." She smiled.

"Sam and Dean will take good care of you even when I'm not watching over you."

"Creeper!" She shrugged.

"It's not creepy I'm your sister."

"Right." I say with a smile. I light the matches and throw them onto the small pile. "Bye sis." She smiled.

"Thank you." She was engulfed in a calm flame and in seconds, she was gone. I look at the now melted metal and sigh shakily.

"Z balit sa tvle." (A/N: Pronounced, zoh bah leh ta sah teh voch leh)I frown, not understanding where that came from. I turn around to walk back to the car, but Castiel stood in my way. "Castiel? What are you doing here?" He frowned and basically dragged me back to where they boys were. "Hey, um Castiel, could you let go of me?" He released my arm and turned to Dean.

"I need to speak with you, alone." Dean frowned and nodded, walking away from the car. I lean up against the car, my back towards Sam.

"Damen, I'm-"

"Don't apologize, I'm the one who snapped." I heard him sigh and he leaned up against the car, next to me. "I shouldn't have said that. It was stupid." It was silent for a bit, until I realized that Dean would not stop looking over to me. "What are you two planning over there?" They ignored me and I just sighed.

"I wonder why I'm never in those conversations." I snort.

"To babysit me. They are obviously talking about what I said earlier."

"What did you say?" I shrugged.

"Z balit sa tvle." The words slid off my tongue like I was speaking English. "It's definitely not Latin and definitely not Russian either. What do you think it is?" I turn to Sam, but his face was completely serious. "Um... Sam?"

"It's Enochian." I laugh.

"Well shit. First it's the angel radio, now its actually speaking Enochian. Isn't my life just fan-freaking-tastic?!" I groan and put my head in my hands. "I thought my life was crazy before this, but I was oh so wrong..." The other two came back and Dean just gave Sam a look, like he knew everything was going to be shitty from here on out.

"Could you repeat what you said, Damen?" I turned to Castiel.

"Z balit sa tvle." He nodded.

"In Enochian that translates to: You, celestial being, have been created to be an angel of the Lord." I raise an eyebrow.

"Really? To think that was completely random..."

"It's actually not. I think you, are to become an angel." I burst out laughing and Castiel just gives me a disapproving look. "I don't understand what is so funny."

"I'm not angel material..."