Going in the Same Direction

Selia wandered into the lawn, after many hours in the city, started at dawn, she was finally done. "Thank god," she thought, yawning. On her arm were about five bags, most of them full, one with a new laptop in it.

It was odd, seeing her out of her normal clothes, and in jeans and a red tank-top, and her hair loose over her shoulders, and without weapons, she actually looked normal, besides the hair. She noticed Dean and smirked, though stopped a moment, she wondered how he really thought about this little journey that they were going on.

After a moment, she walked towards him, a smile on her face, though, she tried pushing those thoughts away.

"Hi, Dean." She said, cheerfully.

"Hey, Selia. Where have you been?"

Selia smiled, and then plopped down next to him, and taking the bags off her arm, and stretch a moment.

"Shopping, in the city since dawn,ugh, how tired I am..." She said, with a laugh. And she has been up since dawn, once stopping to talk to someone else who was in the city, then she was busy, going to get supplies, and a few little things.

"Also trying to pinpoint the place my father was last." Selia said in a calm, easy tone

"What? Aren't you tired? I mean, we have quite a big day tomorrow, so shouldn't you get some rest?"

Selia laughed.

"I couldn't sleep well, so I just got up early. I guess I was to excited... or nervous." She said, and looked up to watch two girls go by, talking, and laughing. Everyone here at the school was happy, and cheerful. Suddenly, Selia wondered if she and Dean will ever make it back, or would they both... die? Selia shuddered.

"Did you find anything?"

"Not much, just that he was at the city docks, seeing me off to come here. I might be able to find more out there, after the boat ride." She said, shrugging.

She looked over at Dean.

"Dean... do you really want to do this?... to go on this big adventure, that could.... could lead to even our deaths?" She asked, her voice was quiet, and though it was hard to notice, a tint of fear.

"We could find the guy that was in charge of the book and see what he knows. If he remembers you or something - that is, if you remember what he looks like. But then there's the chance that he might not even be there or ..."

Selia shrugged once more. "It may work, just have to hope that he remembers... that should helps us a bit, hopefully..." She said, wondering if he would remember, but then there was the thought of herself not remembering the person who was in charge then. "I'm sure we'll find some why to find him."

She watched Dean, as he was silent, and bit her lip.

"Selia - I really want to do this, you know? But I'm not going to lie to you, I scared, nervous, always worried about what might happen. But I want to go. Besides...I promised you I'd stick with you."

She smiled a weak smile, then oddly, took one of his hands, in both of hers.

"Thanks..." She said, though, not really knowing why herself.

"Yeah, you're right. We will find him...some how. We just, have to stick together."

"Yes... always stick together." She mumbled, as she was looking down at his and her hands. She had to be brave, her father taught her to fight, track, and to kill, though, she had never killed anyone before, and didn't want to, but there was one thing her father could never teach her, and that's how not to be afraid, to fear.

She feared her father a lot of the times when she would fail a test he would give her, he would get scary, luckily, he had never harmed her, and it once made Selia believed he was kind, but since the fire she accidently started, she believed him cruel for making her life a lie, and for raising her only to kill.

She hardly noticed when he scooted closer to her, but did once he put his other hand untop of hers, then she looked up, looking into his eyes.