Nothing Left to Say

"I thought he was trying to kill me."

"Fair." I shuddered a bit. I, for one, did not want to meet an angel.

"Yeah."

"Are there angel banishing spells at your place?"

"They can't get in."

I nodded. "Good."

"Yeah." I closed my eyes and let myself fall asleep.

I kept driving.

I curled up in a ball.

Eventually, we got to a small town.

I didn't wake up, this way I didn't have to deal with annoying self righteous demons.

I looked around for her house.

I started to wake up.

I found it. I made sure her trap was still working before pulling to a stop. "I'll be back, wait here," I said before turning the car off and taking the keys before walking in.

I sighed and decided to go back to sleep.

I found a chair and spray painted a trap around it, making sure that I didn't accidentally get stuck in it. I put the paint can away and walked back outside. I opened the passenger side door and disrupted the mark. I grabbed Natalie into my arms as well as Moriarty's leash and walked back inside. The second I closed the door, I let go of the leash and threw Natalie into the chair.

I jumped awake, "Was that necessary?"

I shrugged. "Probably not."

"Jerk."

I smiled. "Your jerk."

"No you aren't. You're just a jerk."

"Well, I'm possessing your idiot, so, same difference."

"Actually there's a very big difference."

I shrugged and looked around. "Got a knife sharpener anywhere?"

"Why?"