Later that day Athena put Limp and Peach back into their cage and headed down the stairs. She looked around and saw that no one was down there so she dashed into the living room and shoved the bookcase aside. She knew that no one would have thought that there was a small door under the bookshelf. Athena grinned and opened up the door to the small cubby that contained a few of the things that she had decided to leave behind. It included each season of her favorite shows on DVD and a ton of old pictures and her old diary.

“Bingo.” She smirked and pulled out the first season of Supernatural.

Quickly she put the bookshelf back and put in the first disk. Athena turned the lights off and curled up on the couch to watch. After a few episodes she was too concentrated on the show to notice Matt walk into the room.

“Boo.” He spoke making her jumped and fall off of the couch.

“Jesus!” Athena got up and frowned at Matt.

Matt chuckled then peeked around her at the TV to see what she was watching.

“Whatcha watching?” He asked plopping down onto the couch next to her.

She sighed and curled up on the couch again, “Supernatural.”

“Huh?” Matt made a face.

She sighed, “It’s this awesome show about two hot brother that basically are hunters for supernatural shit.”

He chuckled, “That sounds really fucking lame.”

“Your just mad cause their hotter than you.” She rolled her eyes.

Matt scoffed, “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me. They are not hot.”

“Of course you wouldn’t think their hot, because you’re a guy. Unless all of a sudden your gay.”

“I’ll show you that I’m not.” Matt smirked and leaned over to press his lips to hers.

Athena pressed her hand to his face and pushed him away, “Nope not now. I’m watching Supernatural.”

He pouted, “Really? You’d pass up another round with me for these…ugh what’s the word?”

“Hot, sexy, awesome, muscular, manly, rape worthy.” Athena began listing off.

Matt put his finger to her lips to shush her, “Eh not really. I was going for something more along the lines of gay.”

“Pfft, yeah right. These guys are sex gods.” Athena smirked.

“I’m a sex god.”

“Maybe in your own mind.”

On the screen Sam had a few manly tears running down his face. Athena watched and almost felt like crying herself even if she knew what would happen anyways.

“See look at that. Men don’t cry.” Matt pointed at the screen.

“I’ve heard you cry.” Her arms crossed over her chest.

Matt rolled his eyes, “That was years ago when I was dumb.”

“You mean when we were together?” Athena snapped.

Matt shook his head and tried to explain what he meant but Athena was already up and out of the room.

“Shit.” He face palmed himself.

Matt stayed down stairs for the rest of the evening. He watched the rest of the first season of Supernatural and found that it wasn’t as bad as he had originally thought. He shared something with Sam. Sam had lost his girlfriend just like Matt had lost At but not by a horrible death or anything that had to do with demons, but if felt like it to him.