Destiny

Chapter Seven

After sitting in the car not talking for about an hour I could not take it anymore.

“So were really just going to sit here all day and stare at her house?” I asked them.

“Yes.” Dean answered.

“Why don’t we just go up to the door and tell her she’s in danger. It’s not like she don’t know about witches and stuff. We know she does.” I told them. I just desperately wanted out of the back seat of this car.

“Because if we do that the witch might notice and get scared away.” Sam answered this time.

“She is not going to get scared away.” I mumbled under my breath.

“And why is that?” Dean asked.

What does he have super hearing or something?

“Because if she fails The Source will kill her. She would rather take her chances with us then face him.” I snapped at him.

“Calm down it was just a question.” He said to me. “I’m still not convinced that you’re the witch we are looking for.”

“This is unbelievable.” I replied.

“Dean.” Sam pleaded. “I have more impotent things to do then watch you to kill each other.” He said.

Sadly he was rite. Even though the idea of me ending Dean’s life did not bother me at all. No I can’t be thinking like that. It’s not rite to think about killing people.  I told myself even though I could not help but smile.

“What are you smiling about?” Dean asked me.

“Nothing.” I lied to him. “Could we at least do something to pass the time?”  I asked.

 I have never sat in one place for so long in my entire life and I really just needed to do something or I was going to do insane.

“We could play never have I ever.” Dean said.

“The drinking game. You can’t be serious.” Sam said to him.

“Of course I’m not. Can you shut her up.” He told Sam.

“I’m rite here. You don’t need to talk about me like I’m not here.” I snapped at him.

“Whatever.” He said.

We sat there in silence for what felt like forever. Finally Sam broke the silence.

“So why has no one ever tried to kill Cole if they know he is The Source?” He asked.