Warping to Destiny - A Supernatural FanFiction

Chapter 52 - Girl's Day Out

Katie's POV

When I woke up just after eight, Sam was already up and gone. He left a note on his pillow telling me to have a great day, and that we should come back in our fancy dresses between 7:30 and 8:00. I was just getting out of bed when Maggie knocked twice and came in.

"Oh you're up, good. Any idea what the boys are up to?" she asked.

"If you mean with this project, no, but I do suspect something is up. Did Dean say anything to you about what you and I should do today?" I asked.

"No, but he left this on the mirror," she said, and handed me a note. Hers said he would be busy all day and for her to just come to see me.

"Hmm, well apparently he talked to Sam this morning then."

"So what's up?" she asked.

"Well, my darling Sammy suggested that since they were going to be busy all day, you and I should go out and have a girls' day out. On top of that, he wants to see us all dressed up tonight."

"What?"

I shrugged. "He SAID he wanted to see me all dressed up at least one time before whatever was gonna happen. But I'm kind of wondering if there isn't more to it. But anyway, I think we should go relax for the day. Might be the last chance we get for a while."

So we spent the first girls' day out we had had in a long time. We got our hair cut, had facials done, and even had a mani-pedi. It felt heavenly to be pampered for a while. We had some lunch at the mall food court, and then went to our favorite dress shop to get new dresses for tonight. If the boys wanted to be wowed, we intended to do it up right.

We tried on several dresses before we both made our choices. I got a black off the shoulder mid-thigh sheath with a red rose down the front done up in sequins and embroidery, and I chose red sequined heels and evening purse to match. Maggie chose a red, thin-strapped, mid-thigh, lace over satin, with a form-fitting bodice and slightly flared, mid-thigh skirt. We changed the red satin ribbon that came with it to go around the waist for a black one, and she got black heels and purse. It was our custom not to particularly dress alike, but we usually liked to compliment each other.

We finished it off with some nice jewelry, and we were set. We had time to get home, showered and changed, get our make up on, and be ready to meet Eric in the car at 7:00. It amused us to realize that the boys had never really seen us with make up on either, except for the first night we got there, and that was just light. We were acting like high school girls getting ready for the prom. At least, that's what we imagined, as we had never actually gone to a high school prom.

Even mom was excited for us, and she kept flitting in and out giving us advice and just chatting happily, and taking pictures of us. "Oh, Mom," I said. "I wish so much you could meet the boys. You would love them."

Maggie said, "Yes, I wish you could too. Ya know, Katie, we never really tried to take anyone from this side."

I stared at her, unable to fathom how it had never occurred to us to even try that before. I looked at Mom. "Maybe we can try that soon, Mom. Would you be willing to try?"

"To meet the men who have captured my daughters' hearts? Of course I would," she said delightfully. She kissed us and told us to have a great evening, and then it was time for our meeting with Eric.

When we got outside to the car, Eric was already waiting, and he whistled at us. "Well don't you two look beautiful!" he remarked with a grin. "Any time you wanna come take a screen test, look me up."

We laughed and thanked him and then he said, "This isn't the car with the portal is it?" When we shook our heads he said, "Take me to that one."

We slipped in under the garage door, and showed him the back seat. He got in and examined it. Then he got out again and said, "I was hoping I could alter it but I can't at the moment. Perhaps if I could talk to the angels who did it."

"Alter it how?" I asked.

"Well right now I was just hoping I could alter it at all. Then maybe I could alter it to allow the boys to come here." he said. "Anyway, it was a long shot at best."

He paused, and looked off to the side, as though he were thinking. "I have a packet of information here for you to read through. Some is written in a straightforward manner and some isn't. There are things in here that talk about the show and some background material on the boys. That is NOT about the show. It's real. Read that carefully. There's some stuff here written in my old tongue. You'll have to know how to read it," he said, and he put his palm on my forehead and gave me a blazing headache.

"Damn! Eric, geez!" I said.

"The headache will pass soon, not to worry," he said. "I think I may be close to finishing the spell, but now I'm not sure the boys will even be able to do it. That's why they are going to need all this information. I would zap it into their brains if I could but I really cannot go to them, even for a minute. The best I can do is teach you the language and let you translate for them."

"Also, it should be protected on your side, I've tried to ward it all. But the wards don't work on this world, which is why some of it is written allegorically." He reached inside his jacket and brought out a large manila envelope that was stuffed about as full as it could possibly get and handed it to me.

"We won't set up another meeting just now, but check this car now and then in case I leave something here. If you need me in a hurry, call this number with a meeting time," and he wrote the number on the envelope.

Then he looked at each of us for long seconds. "I am so sorry you two have gotten dragged into this," he said. "But at the same time, I'm happy to have been given a way to help the boys. I've known this was coming for a very long time. Tell them for me," he said, but stopped a minute when his voice broke a little. "Tell them I have always cared about them. There was just nothing I could ever do to stop this, or to help them before."

He caressed us both on the cheek, and then disappeared.

"Wow," I said.

"Yeah," said Maggie.

I took in a breath and let it out very slowly. "Well," I said, this is work for tomorrow. We are supposed to spend the evening with the boys, without worrying about all this.

It was 7:35 when we hopped to the other side. As I reached for the door handle, the car door suddenly opened. And what I saw stunned into total immovability. If breathing weren't automatic, I wouldn't have remembered to do it. There stood our boys, in dinner jackets and bow ties, looking absolutely breathtaking! Sammy was holding his hand toward me to help me out of the car, and he looked about like I felt. His eyes were wide and he was swallowing visibly.

I looked over my shoulder at Maggie and she looked like she was in shock too. Whatever we had expected, it surely wasn't this. Finally, my brain told my hand to reach out to Sammy's and my hand listened. I don't know how that happened, but soon I was standing outside and Dean had moved in to hold his hand out to Maggie. When she got out of the car, Dean's mouth was moving like he was trying to say something, but he just stood there holding her hand and staring.

This was a good thing for me because watching him got my mind off Sammy and myself, and gave my brain a chance to get itself in gear. Finally Dean said softly, "Holy shit!" but I'm not sure he even knew he spoke at all.

I looked at Sammy then and finally found my own voice. "What is all this?" I asked. "Sammy?... Why are you staring at me like that?"

"We, uh… we are going to have a...date!" he said. "You look… amazing!" he said.

"I could say the same for you," I said. I looked at Dean and said, "Both of you. I mean, wow!"

Sam slapped Dean on the arm with the back of his hand and said, "Dean!"

Dean seemed to snap out of his trance then and said to Maggie, "You are so beautiful. I love you." And then all of a sudden he grinned like a, well, pick your favorite metaphor because any of them will work. He held out his arm to Maggie and she put her hand through and held on as though hey had done that hundreds of times before.

As they walked toward the door, Sam held his own arm out for me, and soon we were all actually walking like real people. But it sure seemed to me like we should be floating on clouds.