BUT THAT'S ANOTHER CHAPTER [CASTIEL]

[Shiloh Summerland]

Shiloh had pulled her car over at a highway rest stop as she was in need of a break from all the driving she had done in the last seven hours of her trip. She had no trouble finding a spot to park as this particular stop was pretty much void of human activity, which did not bother her. It meant less people to deal with, especially those groups of family that pretty much let their kids loose after trapping them in the car for hours it was a nightmare to deal with. She killed the car’s engine and released her seatbelt so she could reach into the back seat of her car groping around blindly for a few moments. Finally feeling the map she had stuffed back there she opened the door of her car, she snag her coat on her way out as well.

Stepping outside of the car she was hit by a brisk breeze, which stung something bad. Especially since she had chosen to wear short sleeves, smart move there Summerland she grumbled to herself about her poor choice in attire for the day. Sticking the map between her teeth she quickly shrugged the jacket on taking pleasure in feeling the warm wool lining shielding her from the cold. Once ready to battle the Colorado Mountain wind, she shut the car door with her foot and made her way over to an empty picnic table.

She could have checked the map in the car, but she felt like she needed some fresh and walk around a bit before her butt and legs fell asleep on her from lack of circulation. Which she unfortunately had happened to her before during a painfully long trek across the states, since then she learned to take break whenever she could. She jumped nimbly on the table’s bench and sat down on the table top making sure to keep her car in sight. She was quite protective of her car, which was a red 1976 Camaro, still in its prime and in cherry condition. It was her baby; she kept it clean and well oiled and anyone who tried to even put a scratch on it would end up with a broken wrist if she caught them.

After scouting to make sure she was definitely alone and there was no emanating threat to her car she turned her attention to the map in her hands. Folding it over a few times so it wouldn’t rip or get snatched out of her hands thanks to the wind she retraced her trail on the colored lines of the map. Soon enough she was absorbed into a world of multicolored lines and blotches as she tried to find her current position on the map, and from there calculate which direction she would been to take to hit her destination.

[Castiel]

With a flap of wings sound in the air Castiel appeared before the young hunter. Sitting at the picnic bench across from her wearing his suit and trademark trench coat. "Hello Shiloh. My name is Castiel. You may call me Castiel. I am an angel of the Lord. I have come here to aid you along on your quest, for it is an important one. Could be so kind as to tell me which direction you thought you were going in?" Cass said in his normal monotone voice.

Hopefully this hunter would accept the call of destiny for it was gravely important.

[Shiloh Summerland]

Shiloh was startled at the sudden voice speaking to her, she managed to suppress the urge to jump out of her seat but she had dropped her map. Which she quickly grabbed by one of the corners for it before the wind could snatch it away, looking up she saw a figure standing in front of her dressed quite clean cut. He looked like a businessman, but wait did he say he was an angel? And he knew her name? She was painfully aware of the fact that demons did exist, her hand unconsciously felt for the eye patch over her left eye at the thought of demons. Maybe it wasn't so crazy that angels could exist as well. Though she had never met one before at least until now.

If whoever was standing in front of her indeed and angel. She had been a hunter for so long that she knew better than to just on someone's word. A lot of supernatural creatures liked to lie to make you drop your guard. No if he was really an angel she was going to need some hard proof.

"You say you're an angel right? Well sorry to sound skeptical but I'm going to need some proof, because you can just as easily be a demon or whatever is disguise." she told him carefully. She did not want to seem overly rude in case he was what he said he was. She had no idea what sort of tempers angels had, so best to play it safe.

[Castiel]

Castiel thought for a moment. Proof? She wanted proof? Fine anything to make this whole process move along faster. Reaching forward and pressing two fingers to Shiloh's forehead, Cass teleported the both of them to a tropical island somewhere in the Bahamas. "You were not enjoying the cold correct? So I brought you someplace warm. No demon can do that." Castiel said with a hint of a smile. Placing those fingers back to her forehead Cass zapped them back to where they were initially. "Now can we get down to business? Where are you headed?"

[Shiloh Summerland]

Shiloh's head swam as she tried to cope with the sensation of being transported in nearly the blink of an eye and back. It was an odd feeling that left her a bit dizzy and weak in the legs. She took a few deep breathes to settle herself again. Ok she had to admit that was some pretty convincing proof. So maybe he was an angel, but why he needed to escort she wasn't so sure of. If he said he needed to help her then she wasn't going to argue because if he transport her so easily like that she didn't want to know what he could do to force her to tell him what he needed to know.

"I was going to head to Denver which is northeast from here, and from there head towards the mountains." she hoped that whatever she told him would be useful to him, or at least appease the angel. Whatever 'importance' her current job had she wanted to stay in one piece for as long as she could for it. It would royally suck to be dead before she even got any taste of action, she quite liked kicking evil's ass when she could. Which thankfully to her line of work was quite often.

[Castiel]

"Correction WE are going to the mountains. There is something of great import there. An old keepsake of an old friend of mines." Castiel said bluntly. Hopefully she wasn't about to ask too many questions. Because not even the angel himself knew what they would find there. But rumor had it that Uriel had stashed something that the angels needed shortly before being killed. He had made the place angel-proof like only an angel could. Which is why he needed Shiloh to go with him.

[Shiloh Summerland]

“Alright then … to the mountains it is” she replied uneasily to the apathetic angel she was not about to argue with him on the ‘we’ part. She didn’t want to incur any sort of heavenly wrath, so might as well play along and try not to get on his bad side she told herself. She eased herself off the table and stuffed the map in her inside coat pocket for safe keeping, and fished her car keys from where she had hidden them. She paused for a moment to awkwardly direct him to her car as she wasn’t sure if he was going to be riding with her, or using another method of travel.

Not wanting to waste time since it seemed imperative to the mission she made her way over to her car. She swiftly unlocked it and jumped inside making sure to close the door after her and start the car to get the heater running. She didn’t know much about angels, but as a human she needed the heat to keep her going. Once the inside of the car got a little warmer she quickly shrugged off her coat and threw it into the backseat without looking, like she always did. For some odd reason she could never fully be comfortable driving with a heavy coat on, which is why she relied a lot on her car’s heater.

Once she was ready to be behind the wheel she wondered to herself, what sort of mess she was getting herself into this time. Whatever it was she hoped that the angel wouldn’t ask her to do something totally impossible.