Supernatural: in the real world Pt. 2

Then: Sam and Dean have been frantically researching for a way to stop Eve, mother of all. Cas has been busy fighting the angel war to beat Raphael, but sometimes at high costs, using souls to power his army- something highly dangerous and terrible.

NOW: Jessica Blackburn sighed as she left her workplace building and headed into the cool night. She had had an awful day and couldn't wait to just get home, snuggle in with a nice cup of cocoa, her favorite sweater, and a continuous marathon of "Vampire diaries", her guilty pleasure. She warmed up to the thought of getting to watch Damen take another bath... Jessica smiled as she opened her purse, scrummaging around for her keys. A sudden noise made her head snap up in alarm.

"Hello? Who's there?" she asked in a timid voice. But only silence met her question. She frowned, and shook her head. She really had to stop watching so many supernatural shows- it was making her imagination run wild. Finally she was able to locate her car keys, and she headed to her car. As she stuck the keys into, a noise made her stiffen up and turn around- face to face with a woman. She had black skin and dark hair, and a certain sinister feel to her. She simply smiled wanly at Jessica.

"Who- who are you?" she stuttered.

"My name is Raphael. I'm an angel."

"You're a what?" she asked in disbelief. Obviously this chick was seriously delusional. Jessica wondered if she might be insane, and started to back away.

"Um look lady, no offense, but I kinda need to be on my way-"

"Actually, you're not going anywhere." With a snap of her fingers, Jessica immediately found herself frozen in place, unable to move a muscle.

"What do you want?" she choked out.

Raphael smiled evilly. "Don't worry. You will be helping a good force. Once I take over heaven, things will go back to the way they should be. You humans will worship us once more." And she started to approach the terrified woman.

"What are you gonna do to me?" she cried out.

"I need energy. You're going to give it to me." She stuck her hand out and drove it through Jessica's chest, as it burned white hot. Jessica screamed in agony.

"In good time, your world will give me the strength I need to defeat Castiel. And I always get what I want."

The last thing Jessica saw was the evil grin on Raphael's face as she blacked out and her screams died.

Two days later:

"Jared honey, if you don't hurry up, all the breakfast will be gone!"

Jared Padalecki smiled as he bounded down the stairs of his house and came up behind his beautiful wife, Genevieve. He encircled his arms around her, planting a kiss on her head. She smiled.

"If you don't grab a plate now, I'm pretty sure Jensen's gonna eat all the chocolate chip ones." she warned, motioning to the huge stack of pancakes on the table, being slowly depleted by his best friend and co-star Jensen Ackles who grinned through a forkful of food.

"Yo hands off my stack! My house, my choco choco chip!" Jared protested in a playful voice. Jensen just smirked and mumbled,

"Well once Gen told me they were your favorite, I couldn't resist."

Jared lurched over the table and snatched up Jensen's plate.

"Hey! Not cool man! Just because you're gigantic, don't think you can manhandle me!"

"Like I said, my house, my rules. Consider the choco chip off limits." Jared explained. Jensen tried to grab back the pancakes and in no time they were in a wrestling match on the floor.

"Boys that's enough!" Daneel called. She and Gen exchanged glances as the two wives sat down at the table. Jared heaved himself off the ground, then offered a hand to Jensen. Jensen was about to thank his friend when a voice from the television picked up his interest. He tuned in to the news broadcast, unsure of why he was feeling a pit in his stomach. Jared also must have been feeling the same thing, because he came closer to the screen and turned the volume up. Breaking news- a murder investigation.

"Police are looking for the murderer of 22-year-old Jessica Blackburn. Jessica died last night from causes still unknown. No suspects have been named at this time, but the police are currently searching her house. There was one sole witness to this gruesome act, and he agreed to tell us firsthand what he saw. Sir could you tell us what happened?" The newslady put her microphone up to the man's face. He looked at her, then began, "To tell you the truth, I'm not sure exactly what I saw. But I know for certain what I heard."

"And what's that?"

"Well that girl kept asking what the woman wanted with her. And that woman kept spouting some crazy crap about angels and a civil war in heaven. Said her name was Raphael and she was using that poor girl for…"

"For what?"

"…Energy. Now does that make any sense? I tell ya, the lady was out of her right mind."

"Well there you have it. A possibly delusional killer may be on the loose here in Vancouver. Anybody with information is urged to contact the local law enforcement agency…" Jensen tuned out the rest as he turned to Jared, who wore a similar expression of horror.

"You don't think…" Jared began in a choked voice. "I mean, it's gotta be some kind of freakish coincidence or something."

Jensen shook his head. "I would say that, but I don't know, I have this feeling in my stomach that something's terribly wrong here."



"I got that same feeling too."

"So what the hell are we gonna do?"

"…Good question!"

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Now if only I could find some way to pull in Sam and Dean…any thoughts? Tell me what you like/dislike, and if you think this chapter sucks, tell me so I can rewrite it with a different idea or something like that…

"Man I am freaking velvety smooth!"

"You done patting yourself on the back there Dean?"