A Reason For Everything

Sam and Dean are on their way to Florida, something lately had been going after the people by the beach on the side with Panama City Beach. No one knows why or how, but, people keep walking off into the sea and not coming back until the next day when they float back to the shore, stone cold dead. But, not from the water, as if some other way, so the boys figured they would get out there and figure out what has been going on and how to stop it.

________________________Episode: Reason________________________

'Belieeeve when I say, I waaant it that way' the radio played as Sam glanced over at his brother, Dean, sleeping in the passenger seat of the black, 67 Chevy, Impala. Sam was glad his brother wasn't awake yet, he never was able to listen to the music he liked when Dean was around. Sam had the windows down while cruising the road to Panama City Beach, Florida.

'When we...are two worlds, apaaart, and reach to, your heaaart, when you say, that I waaant it thaat waaay' the radio kept playing the song, it had just started, however, Sam kept it only to where he could hear it. The sun was out shining upon them and it was already 72 degrees in the morning with a slight breeze, which would mean today would be hot.

'You are...my fiiire...the one...desiiire. You are (Chorus: You are, you are, you are) don't want to hear you-' the radio just then went off and Sam looked over to Dean, who was now awake. "Come on Sammy, anything, but, that song" Dean complained as Sam turned the radio back on, switching it over to 103.1 'Boys and Girls of every age, wouldn't you like to see something strange?' the radio was playing, Panic! At The Disco called Halloween.

"Better than that stupid boy band you were listening to" Dean commented stretching and sitting up in his seat. "Oh and listening to 'Animals' by nickelback is any better?" Sam countered keeping his eyes on the road, though everyone was pretty much at the beaches already or shopping this early. "Actually it is" Dean replied "No it's not" Sam stated until he heard a familiar voice appeared behind them in the backseat "Can you two stop arguing for five seconds" Castiel spoke in his usual tone (appeared out of no where) making Sam swarve off the road stopping on the side "Sh*t Cas, don't do that" Dean exclaimed. "Do what?" Cas spoke confused.

(This is the only time I took control of the other characters. You gotta admit, that was funny for Cas to pop out of no where lol)

Dean & Gabriel - Dick Grayson
Sam & Castiel - RueMarion21

Sam smiled lightly at the angel in the backseat. He shut the radio and car off so they could talk. Maybe Dean’s mood would improve now that his angel was back with them, for however long. He turn around so he could look Cas in the eye. The angel’s gaze was as usual intense and unfailing. “Cas, Dean meant that you shouldn’t pop into the car without warning.”

The angel nodded considering. “Yes, I believed that I promised to warn you before I arrived. My apologies.” His eyes moved from Sam to Dean. Sam watched the angel’s eyes soften slightly.

The younger Winchester felt bad for how stupid his brother was. Castiel worshiped him and obviously wanted him. Jealousy raced through Sam for a moment as he thought about the love in Cas’ eyes for his brothers. He had that with Jess…but not anymore and probably, not with what they did for a living. Sam looked over at his brother as the other hunter watched the Angel.

Castiel hadn’t meant to scare the brothers, but his lieutenants had informed him of Eve’s recent activity. Dean looked mush better, healthier and happier since Sam had been restored. The older Winchester was smiling more and they were bickering again, something that the angel had learned a long time ago meant all was well in the Winchester family. He was still contemplating the older hunter, when Sam spoke. “Cas, was there something you needed?”

His gaze snapped back to Sam for a moment. “There is an issue that requires your attention. My lieutenants have kept me informed of any suspicious activity that may be related to the Mother of All.”

“Eve?” Sam asked turning over the engine and getting back on the road. He was exhausted and so was Dean. They needed a good night’s sleep and if there was another job he needed to get them to a hotel.

“It is highly probable, but I was unable to discover the cause.” Cas leaned back into the plush leather sighing. Sam looked at the angel again through the rearview mirror. He looked just as tired as the two hunters, the war was obviously not going well.

“Were are we supposed to go Cas?”

“Florida, Panama City.” Cas was slightly puzzled at the smiles that graced both the Winchester’s faces. He nearly smiled himself as he looked at Dean’s happy face. “Is that good?”

(was it funny?)

"Cas, you look like hell" Dean spoke and shook his head "What I mean is, you look as tired as we feel, what have you been up to?" Dean asked, he didn't mean to make it sound so literal with his words. Cas always took it that way, the three of them were best of friends it seemed like, though Dean didn't notice Cas's feelings, he did notice something change in the angel since they first met him. "Why Panama of all places?" Dean couldn't figure out why a beach, let alone Panama, it wasn't the nicest beach in Florida, Tarpon Springs was surely better and filled with more people.

(Sorry train of thought failed me, I am so tired, but, have to do laundry first...)

Dean figured the only reason Cas came around was because of a new hunt, they were the top two hunters after all, then again the other hunters didn't have bobby or an angel or both at their side to help along the way. "Well before this whole shindig (sp?) goes on, we'll need to catch up on some sleep, we've been taking turns driving non-stop" Dean said thinking how much he wanted the double bed.

(When should we make Gabriel come in this do you think?)

Cas was still looking at Dean when Sam checked the rearview mirror. Looking back to the road the younger Winchester silently cursed his brother. The poor angel had it bad for his big brother…

“To answer your question Dean I have been fighting in Heaven’s Civil War. I am very tired, my second in command has offered to let me have a ‘vacation’.” The angel did the finger quotes making Sam chuckle under his breath. “I decided that I should help you while I have time.”

And visit Dean, Sam added silently in his head. He thought over the lore that was associated with Panama, while he drove. “Hey wait Dean, Panama is the native grounds of the Mothman. As in Richard Geere Mothman.”

Cas raised an eyebrow in question, the ‘I don’t understand that reference face on.’ “Sam, what purpose would Eve have with a monster named Richard Geere?”
(my try at humor)

(I thought it was funny :p)

Dean heard Cas and glanced back to see him do the quoting "How do you just take a break during a war?" Dean asked not sure if wars between the supernatural was the same thing as wars on earth? Though now it did make him wonder if those in the war would come after the three of them for any reason because Cas had gotten a break. Dean had forgotten that a war had been going on, but, all of them would need their sleep and rest before anything was done. "Wait, the mothman? Isn't that the guy who does something with annoyance?" Dean asked, he had noticed that Cas was staring at him earlier, and wondered if the angel had more to say, but, he wasn't saying it, so he ignored it. Probably didn't have to do with him.

(I swear these will get longer, the story is pretty much getting started, so I will be able to get into it more)

Cas’ gaze never faltered as Dean spoke and he listened. “Raphael has called a standstill for now. I assume it may have something to doing with the rising of the All Mother. Time with you and Sam should prove enough rest.” The war was not going well and he feared Raphael would attack the Winchesters to get at him. Dean and Sam had become more than friends to him during their struggles. He had finally realized the depth of his feelings, especially towards Dean, after he returned Sam to the living world. As he watched Dean from his silent invisible post the angel felt his heart break. He would never be able to have what the woman, Lisa, had with his charge.

There were days when Castiel found his memories trailing back to the years he spent saving Dean from hell. There had been hundreds of angels sent to stop the opening of the first seal and save the righteous man from the pits of Hell. The moment he saw Dean’s soul in the pit, he knew they would be connected forever. His mark on the oldest Winchester’s shoulder was proof of their irrevocable bond. Even corrupted by Alistair Dean’s soul shown brightly in the darkness lighting even the darkest corners. Why couldn’t the hunter see his worth? After Castiel had returned the man to earth, he had returned to heaven fell to his knees and praised his Father for the task of watching over the Winchesters. He was pulled out of his thoughts when Dean spoke again.

Sam gave his brother an incredulous look. “Seriously Dean. Really the king of obscure movies never saw, The Mothman Prophecies.” He ignored his brother and continued. “Jeeze I thought you’d at least remember dad taking about Point Pleasant.” He continued, when there was no response.

“Alright. In the late 60’s people in Point Pleasant started seeing a large white creature with glowing eyes. The sightings kept happening, but no one was hurt until the Silver Bridge collapsed killing 46 people.” Sam stopped talking for a moment to motion to the glove box, where Dad’s journal sat.

“Dad looked into it to see if there was any connection to mom, but it was just a hoax, it should be in the journal. Bobby said though there was a real Mothman in the early 1800’s that terrorized settlers in the Florida areas. It made the people kill themselves by putting out their own eyes then sucking the fluids of the victim. Bobby said though that a priest took care of the monster by concreting the ground that the natives had cursed. That’s the only thing I can imagine being down there.”

They reached the hotel as Sam finished his story and pulled by the office. “I’ll be back in a sec. Dean stay and keep Cas company.” He was going to help those two get together even if it killed him. The younger Winchester made sure to get a room with two beds and a couch encase Castiel chose to stay the night.

Cas watched Sam leave the car to get the room, before turning back to Dean. “You do not have to stay with me Dean.” Though I would enjoy it if you did, the angel thought silently.

(no one else will know i'm replying lol I'm only on for our rp right now :P)

Dean nodded, he remembered all of that now, just waking up and being told they had another hunt to go on. He wish he could just take a short break from it, but, they couldn't. It was their job and their life. "Alright Sammie" Dean spoke to his brother.

After Sam left, Dean heard Cas speak up about him not having to stay, nontheless, Dean replied turning around to face Cas "I'm not about to leave you alone" Dean said, he knew that Cas somewhat had liked him, or so that was how it seemed in his eyes. But, he couldn't, wouldn't say anything unsure if that was even the truth.

"I know you probably don't sleep, but, you should stay the night with us. It would give Sam and I someone else to talk to besides sitting in silence wondering if you're okay" Dean said in his usual tone, though there was something slightly different.

A girl at the counter with short red hair above her shoulders, green eyes, and looked irish but had an american accent. "Hello there, welcome to Panama City Hotel, how can I help you?" you could tell she was told to say something like this to everyone. But, she was just being polite.

((Sweet! I've been itching to write on our RP all night.))

Sam gave the red headed girl across the counter a genuine smile as he reached for one of his many fake credit cards. I think I’ll go with Mr. Micheal Masters, we haven’t used that one in a while. “I need a room with two beds and a couch, please.” He watched as the girl looked over his shoulder for a moment at Dean and Cas still chatting away in the car.

“Sure you won’t need two rooms?” She gave him a knowing smile as she spoke. Sam’s smile fell for a moment.

“No, just the one.” Sam put his smile back on full blast and batted his eyes a few times trying to flirt with the girl.

She ran the card silently before handing it back to Sam with two copies of the key. “Here you go sugar. Gave you an extra one for Mr. Dark n’Broody in the back seat. Any thing else I can get you?” Sam noticed the girl had stuck a sticky on the back of the extra key she meant for Cas…Wow! Cas doesn’t usually have the girls all over him. A wicked gleam came into Sam’s eye as he came up with a plan.

Castiel felt his heart flutter slightly at the thought of Dean worrying for him. “Well then I will stay. If only to let your minds rest so you can sleep.” He turned his eyes away from Dean’s face for a moment to look at Sam inside the hotel talking to a red head.

“Sam seems much better. How is his wall holding?” Cas listened to Dean, just before Sam came back to the car and handed him a motel key. The angel looked puzzled at the sticky with a name and phone number on the back.

“Looks like the red head has a thing for dark headed angels that look like tax accountants,” Sam started the car noticing Cas’ puzzled expression. “That’s her number Cas. She wants to hook up with you!” The look on the angel’s face as he processed the information was priceless. The bright blue eyes grew wide and he tossed the key towards Sam.

“I have no interest in carnal relations with that young woman.” Cas’ voice was a bit higher than usual, he could still remember the night at the bordello where Dean had taken him to loose his virginity. Sam smiled at angel’s antics, while he drove the impala to the parking space in front of their room. Turning off the car the younger Winchester popped the trunk.

“Dean, I’ll get the stuff why don’t you head in for the first shower?”

(so sorry i went to bed, from now on I'm staying up in my room just to roleplay with you at night)

Dean looked at Cas before his brother came back into hearing range "I think he's doing fine" once Sam started talking, Dean listened and even laughed a little silently at the fact that the girl liked Cas. It wasn't impossible, just something new that didn't happen very often.

Dean was going to ask why Sam was trying to do everything, but, figured it was his way of so-called coping ever since before they got back together as a team. "Alright, I won't argue with that" Dean answered as he went inside to the room after asking which one it was and propped open the door to the room so that it would be easier to get in and out.

Dean grabbed his clothes and other things he would need for the shower and went into the bathroom cracking the door so that it wouldn't get too hot with the water. It was also a saftey precaution since they had all that weird stuff before that tried to kill them before in different ways or otherpeople. Dean undressed after turning on the hot water and stepped into the shower.

(sorry this is a bit small to what i wanted to write, but, family problems have appeared :P)

((Don’t worry about length. I understand that RL gets in the way sometimes.))

Sam went around to the back of the car and started to load his arms with supplies; Tin of salt, bags of clothes and a few other things. He loaded everything in his arms before shutting the trunk. Cas was standing beside him suddenly making Sam nearly drop all this parcels.

“I wanted to offer my services to carry something for you. But I think I frightened you again.” Sam tired to get his heart to stop racing.

“Don’t worry about it Cas. Why don’t you just get the door open for me. Then Dean will probably be hungry if you want to go get up some burgers and a salad if you can find one.” Sam followed the angel into the room and handed Cas a few twenties.

“I shall return momentarily with the food.” A flutter of wings and Cas was gone. Sam shook his head in amusement, before grabbing the salt tin and starting to line the door and windows. The motel was island themed and contained far too many tiki idols for his liking. Dean was still in the shower, so Sam cracked his laptop to see if he could find anything about the hunt in the area.

The larger Winchester bookmarked a few articles mentioning a slue of apparent suicides on the beach. People just walking out into the water and their bodies washing up on shore the next day. Sounds like a siren, than the Mothman. Maybe Sam had gotten it wrong, he had started to look through their father’s journal when Cas popped back into the room with four bags from ‘Burgers Burgers Burgers!’ Sam could feel his arteries hardening at just the smell of the fast food.

Cas put the food down on the table, then added a large apple pie to the pile. He had taken one from a bakery near to the hamburger restaurant, remembering that apple was Dean’s favorite. He also brought a small quart of chunky monkey ice cream for the hunter.

“I am sorry Sam I was unable to retrieve a salad, but the girl at Burgers, Burgers, Burgers!, said the chicken sandwich would be a healthy substitute.”
Sam couldn’t help, but notice how proud the angel looked having returned with food enough for six Dean’s let alone one.

(P.S. Sorry that took so long. I was finishing a paper for class.)

(that's alright, this made me laugh)

Dean finished up in the shower about forty-five minutes later and came out in his jeans and sneakers. They would have to do their laundry soon, otherwise there would be nothing to wear. "Oh, hey food" Dean said as soon as he came out while drying his hair and throwing his towel in the bathroom on the floor against the wall.

"Did you find out anything else about the hunt?" Dean asked Sam as he saw the laptop near Sam. Dean looked over at Cas, he figured somehow Cas must have gotten the food, because Sam would've gotten salad or something for himself. And the laptop was still open. Dean sat down to eat "Are you going to eat something too?" Dean asked Cas and looked over to Sam, he didn't want to be the only one eating, but, he would if he had to.

Sam shook his head as Dean came out of the shower after 45 minutes. Dean was more vain sometimes than the women he usually dated. “Seriously Deanna, did you leave any hot water for the rest of us?” He about snapped as his slob of a brother chucked his towels all over the room. The younger Winchester rolled his eyes as he was ignored in Dean’s rush to get to the food. Sam put the laptop aside and grabbed the chicken burger before Dean scarfed it down, with the rest of the food.

“I found a few articles while Cas got us dinner. They’re booked marked.”

It was then that he noticed Castiel lightly…holy crap…blushing at the sight of his half naked brother traipsing around the hotel room. Cas was looking at Dean with something akin to lust and inner shame, poor angel he had it bad for the oldest Winchester. Sam grabbed a t-shirt out of bag and chucked it at Dean’s head. “Put a shirt on Dean. I’m your brother not your girlfriend.”
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Cas could feel his face heat up as he watched Dean walk across the room, the jeans hung low on his hips. The angel sighed inwardly, the oldest Winchester was truly the best example of the male human form. Cas could feel his wings expanding behind him and his pupils dilating. He could see that Sam had spotted him and ducked his head. He was thanking his father when the taller of the two boys threw a shirt at his brother. There was only so much the angel could take.

He perked back up at Dean’s words. The rebel angel looked at the bags of burgers spread over the table. His stomach did a flip as he remembered the hours of vomiting after Famine. “I have lost any love I once had for the hamburger. I will have a piece of pie later. Only if you are willing to share, Dean.”

(sweet, it's nighttime and that means more time to myself while I watch smallville and rp with my favrote person) (p.s. that's you) (Lol "I'm your brother, not your girlfriend" now that made me laugh and sounded so much like Sam)

Dean rolled his eyes "You are such a girl" Dean said as he walked over to his bag and pulled out a clean black t-shirt slipping it on over his head "Happy Samantha?" Dean teased. It was easy to make fun of his name than his own.

Dean glanced at Cas, he remembered making Cas try pie before, and he shared only that one time. But, it was Dean's pie, apple at that, so if he shared, he wouldn't like it. Then again if he didn't, he knew Sam would be against him on that part, and that wouldn't be good. "Alright" Dean said as he ate a hamburger.

Sometimes Dean wondered if Cas did like-like him like that and sometimes it was almost too much. But, Dean considered himself straight, he never thought of being with a guy, let alone kissing one. Then again, he never thought of woman that way either, and that was a fact. After finishing th hamburger, he ate a second one, and took the large peice of pie out of the container it was and sat it on a paper plate.

Dean cut the pie in half and gave Cas one half of it with a fork. There was a small table, three chairs, and enough room for the three boys. Though, something at the door knocked, Dean was too busy taking a bite out of his pie to care.

(p.s. that's for sam to get :P) (...everytime I think of Dean/Cas and Pie, this is what I remember finding lol) (Sam's face is what makes me truly laugh lol, either he noticed his friend and brother being too close or he is surprised Dean is sharing the pie lol XD)

((Awww! *Gives you a Big Sammy hug* ))

Sam looked at his brother and the angel making eyes at each other when the knock at the door drew his attention from the pair. He wanted to shove the their heads together and scream ‘Will you just kiss already!’ Dean was obviously too busy making love to his pie and Cas, well hhe loved the angel like a brother, but the angel had no social skills. The younger Winchester made took the few strides from the door to the door and opened it keeping one hand on the gun in the small of his back.

He was surprised to see the girl from the check in standing outside with her coat on and a big smile on her face. “Uh, Hey. Can I help you?”

“Yea, Um. My name's Sarah," She offered him a hand, "And well it’s the end of my shift. Gosh, I don’t usually do this, but would you like to go and get a bite to eat? Or even just coffee?”

Sam almost reflexively said no, but stopped himself as he thought about staying in all night with clueless and clueless with wings as they made ‘I want you so bad’ eyes at each other. No, he deserved a night out and some better food than a semi warm chicken burger. “Yea, Sarah that sounds great let me grab my coat. I’m Michael by the way.”

“I remember.” She said with a smile tucking a stray piece of hair behind her ear.

He went back to the table grabbing the key, his phones and coat. Cas placed a hand on Sam’s arms stopping him for a moment. “Be careful. We don’t know who to trust yet.”

Sam nodded to Cas and made sure his gun was well hidden in the back of his jeans, before heading back to Sarah. The younger Winchester gave the girl his best smile and offered her his arm. “So do you know any place to get a good salad?”
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Cas watched Sam leave with the strange woman from the motel’s office an uneasy feeling settling the bottom of his stomach. He pushed the last few bites of his pie over to Dean. “I am not hungry anymore.”

There was something wrong with that woman, but the angel could not put his finger on it.
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Eve smiled and listened to the Winchester as he told her lie after lie. She had spotted the hunters the moment they entered her territory and decided to find out how much they new about her latest child. If they new too much…well the All Mother smiled to herself internally, she’d just have to end them. It had been a while since she'd tasted angel...

"How can you not be hungry for pie anymore?" Dean looked at the angel in disbelief eating the rest of his half of the apple pie. It was crumbly on the outside and tasted like fresh apples on the inside. "Cas? What's wrong?" Dean was now worried something bad was going to happen, hell they only have been in the town for about an hour, was something really going to happen now? "Cas?" Dean waited for the angel to answer him.

When Cas didn't respond right away to Dean, Dean placed his hand on the angel's shoulder to get his attention, "You're distracted, whenever you get distracted, something happens, what is wrong?" Dean asked one last time as his eyes showed concern for the angel.
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Sam might've not known it, but, he had his own gaurdian looking out for him while Dean and Cas were talking in the hotel room. The thing is, this gaurdian sensed something wrong with the girl, but, waited and would wait to see what would happen.

((Eve's voice is a bit of a bit** to write so she may be a bit OOC))

Cas looked worriedly at Dean, but remained calm. “I could not read that young woman. Her soul was obscured from my true sight.” The angel knew that meant who ever this woman was she was either not human and stronger than him or she was human and protected by something stronger than him. “Dean I think we should go an watch Sam and this Sarah.”
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Eve had noticed the sigil as she was walking with Sam towards a local diner. She used a little power to destroy the lines, making it useless. There was no cavalry coming for Sam.
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Sam had to admit he was enjoying his time with Sarah. The girl was polite, intelligent and had a wicked sense of humor. More and more the younger Winchester found himself relaxing in her presence.

He smiled as he speared another forkful of fresh chef salad. The diner Sarah had recommended was awesome. There were plenty of healthy food choices and Dam’s arteries were thanking him as he ate another bite.

“So Michael what do you do for a living?” Sarah asked between bites of a tuna salad sandwich and large red apple.

“I was going to be a lawyer. Now I travel around with my brother and we write about weird urban legends and myths of America.” Sam lied trying to ease the supernatural into their conversation. Sarah’s eyes lit up.

“Wow really!? I’ve always loved the supernatural. Demons, ghosts, vampires all that jazz.” Sam felt a knot start into his gut as Sarah talked something wasn’t right. “Can you image if they were real, how intelligent and powerful something would have to be to create them? So what are you researching in Panama Beach?”

Sam shook his head slightly trying to push the knot in his stomach to the back of his mind. “Uh, we got a tip that a rash of suicides here on the beach was related to the legend of the Mothman.”

Sarah gave him a cold smile before biting into her apple. She gave a light moan of ecstasy. “Hmmm…you know Sam, I have always loved apples. Siince the day God cast me out of the garden and I started to fulfill my true purpose, they’ve always tasted delicious and sinful.”

Sam’s eyes widened and he instinctively reached for his gun, only to be stopped by a burly arm. A large fist hit him across the face disorienting him.

“Get him up, have him kneel before me.” When his head cleared a bit Sam could see the patrons and cook do of the diner gathering around the two of them. A few of what he thought were human flashed him fang filled smiles, Vampires and a few more had they’re eyes turn silver, Shape shifters.

They pushed the younger Winchester down to kneel before the woman. “Hello Eve.”

Here eyes brightened and a wicked smile “Oh, you are the smart one. I bet it would have taken that dense brother of yours forever to figure me out.” As she spoke the visage of Sarah melted into a thinner brown haired girl in a white dress.

She leaned close and took a deep breath. “I was going to leave you and your brother alone for a little while longer, but since that angel,” she spat out the word, “informed you of my little project here I am going to have to eat you, then Dean, but only after I make him watch as I eat his beloved pet Castiel.” She giggled.

“Why Eve?” Sam was trying to stall, he wasn’t that far from the motel, surely Dean.

“Unh, unh, unh Sam. No distracting me. I may have thrown your brother off the trail, but I am not stupid enough to waste time and let them find me.” She licked up the side of his neck. “Mmm…I do believe you might taste better than apples.” Long jagged teeth extended from her mouth and Sam shut his eyes as she leaned forward to take a bite.

"Sam left because he wanted a break from us, I'm sure he'll be fine Cas, you don't need to worry about him" Dean reassured having a feeling his brother would be alright, he goes on hunts with Dean, learned new things all the time, and in the end they always found a way to survive.

Dean made Cas look at him "Look at me, trust me okay, Sam will be fine" though what Dean doesn't know is that Karma is about to bite him in the a**. "I promise everything will be fine, Cas.." Dean almost called him Castel instead of the nickname.

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Though something hit Eve hard enough that it sent her stumbling back. Everything around them went pitch black for everyone and when the darkness faded, Eve's henchmen, children, whatever you want to call them, was knocked out like a light and wouldn't wake for quite some time. "I wouldn't do that if I were you" the guy spoke.

He knew who Eve was, but, he didn't care. He was an angel and didn't need her around to steal his moment with the younger Winchester. "Sam is not yours to taste" and with that, the guy helped Sam up keep an arm around his waste and used the trickster way to get out of there instead of the angel's way which is trackable to most who would know it.

Cas nodded looking into the pale green eyes he had come to love. “Alright Dean…we will wait.” He was still worried for the younger Winchester, maybe Dean was right; Sam just need some time, some space.

Something still didn’t feel right, the angel decided that it wouldn’t hurt to check on Sam. Castiel closed his eyes for a moment and let his grace spread out looking for the sigil he had marked Sam with. Strange…the sigil was nowhere to be found. He reached out again just search for Sam or the girl, nothing. There was a hint of familiar power, everywhere. Opening his eyes he grabbed Dean’s arm in alarm.

“I think we have a problem.”
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Sam felt weightless as he floated, where ever he was. He didn’t feel like he was dead again. The youngest Winchester cracked open his eyes expecting to fine the large fanged Eve in front of him; his blood dripping down her chin. Instead he found himself in a warm tastefully decorated room.

Sams hand immediately flew to his neck checking for wounds. He could find nothing wrong. Weird...The younger Winchester looked around, but he didn’t see anyone. “Hello? Anyone there?”

"What's wrong, Cas?" Dean asked adding "What happened?" now Dean was starting to think Karma was a b*tch and getting back at him for what he had just said to relax Castiel from freaking out because his brother wandered off with a girl who seemed to have an interest in him.

"How are you feeling, Sam?" the voice spoke, though he didn't reveal himself right away. Of course, that wouldn't be fun if he couldn't play a little bit first. A doctor like person walked into the room, his smile was more of a grin, as if he knew something that Sam didn't and he liked it.

As Dean and Cas were worried about Sam and the trouble going on. Sam was with his savior...or killer...no one really knew who it was just yet. The killings kept going, nothing was non-stop it seemed, and it only happened at night. Which it technically was.

Cas looked at Dean fearfully. “I can not seem to locate Sam. The tracking signal that I placed on him has been removed. I tried looking for him, but he is simply gone.” The angel rose from his chair. “I am going to look more thoroughly. Do not worry I will find him.”

Castiel flew off without another word, landing just outside the diner near the motel. It seemed the most likely place for the hunter and woman to have gone. He let his grace wash over the area and could detect a horde of monsters and…Sam. He approached the diner slowly looking in the windows. There were bodies lying all over the diner, on the floors, booths and doorways. Cas could sense that they were all monsters, powerful monsters.

He opened the door and approached one of the bodies. The eyes had been burned away along with what little of the creature’s soul there had been. He was certain he was sensing the aura of one of his brethren, but why had the angel left? And where was Sam?

Cas spread his black wings and headed back for Dean. He landed in the hotel room with a flutter of wings. “Dean I believe I have found something.”
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Sam sat up on the bed a little straighter at the disembodied voice reaching for the gun at the small of his back. He came up empty handed. Shit! Moving from the bed the younger Winchester reached for a chair and broke one of the legs, brandishing it like a sword. It might not kill whatever had him, but it might do some damage.

“WHO are you? I don’t like talking to the open air!” Sam stalked the room, looking behind curtains and behind doors. “Show yourself.”

Dean didn't get a word in before Cas was able to leave. He didn't want to wait in the room, he didn't just want to sit around while Sam, somewhere out there, was in trouble. If Cas said someone was in trouble, he wouldn't lie about it, right? Well, Dean made the decision to go out and check the ocean since that was where the problems originally were starting. Dean was standing on the dock as he looked down, what they didn't know was that it wasn't the Mothman making the people go into the sea, it was another creature.

"The mothman focuses on anger not driving people into the ocean..." Dean said to himself as he looked down seeing a couple of people in the water moving, females mostly, a couple males, and he realized they were Merpeople. 'In stories of mermaids, some would use their beauty and charm to lure sailor men to their deaths' Dean thought to himself "That was in dad's journal, didn't think we'd come across them" Dean said to himself as he heard a female voice, it was lovely sounding, made Dean want to go into the water.

However, he knew the mermaid's song and didn't, and when he didn't do as the song was trying to lure him to his death. The mermaids yanked him into the water before he could react. Feeling the cold water splash against his face, soaking and weighing down his clothes; he was trying so hard struggling to get away from them. But, their grip was much stronger than he was, and it seemed like Karma was against him this time.

Dean quit struggling, he couldn't hold his breath anymore, and he was starting to drown. He could feel the water rush into his lungs, blocking all areas for air to flow through, and moments passed until he lost consciousness. The last thing he saw was the dark depths of the water, and the dark sky above the surface. His last thought in his mind was 'Sorry Cas...'and he was out.

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The doctor stepped out into the light as he smiled, he could be fully seen now, and soon the chair piece in Sam's hand was gone. The doctor looked at Sam and pushed him against the wall pinning him there, leaving no escape. "Come on Sam, you're much smarter than that" Dr. Sexy spoke as he stood there, looking as sexy as ever. "I know you're not dumber than Dean or are you" Dr. Sexy leaned in very close, keeping one of Sam's hands against the wall so that he couldn't move away so easily.

Cas looked around the empty hotel room worriedly. Where was Dean? The angel should have realized that the older Winchester just stay still why Cas looked around for his brother. The angel would always be second fiddle to Sam. Not that he minded, it was just troublesome. Both of the young men were impulsive when it came to one another.

Cas sighed then immediately flew back outside to look for his wayward charge. The impala was gone…well it at least he would have something to track. With each of the men still covered in Enochian sigils, it was impossible to pinpoint Dean or Sam with a thought. Cas let his grace filter our over the city letting him look with an almost second set of eyes. The angel spotted the impala by the beach. It was empty, but Cas could sense something was very wrong. He walked steadily out to the peer, after a moment he could hear a soft gentle melody wafting up out of the water.

He looked down and saw…Oh Father…Dean’s Coat! Cas immediately jumped off the peer into the water. Once down in frigid ocean, Cas spotted his target. There were eight in total, three females and five males. Their long fish like tails floated gently in the water. Between two of the merpeople Dean hung unconscious, and dying.

Cas pulled his angelic blade into his hands. He spoke telepathically, “You will give me the man now.”

They smiled showing rows and rows of thick sharp teeth. “No, man…food…ours. All Mother….promise.”

“Dean Winchester is MINE. MY MATE.” Cas lunged forward spreading his great wings to propel him forward. He sent bursts of grace like power towards each of the mers holding Dean. He through his arms around Dean and surged upward bursting through the water and into the air.

The angel diverted their trajectory and teleported them back to the hotel. Cas gently laid Dean down on bed. “Dean…Dean wake up.” The angel feared his was too late, the hunter wasn’t breathing. Pressing a gentle finger to the man’s forehead he used his power to pull the water from Dean’s lungs. He turned Dean over onto his side so that the water would come up easily. He ran his fingers through Dean’s short hair, leaning his own forehead on the hunters. “You’ll be alright Dean…I have you.”
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Sam was facing his own monsters as he stood toe to two with a reincarnation of Dean’s favorite soap opera, Dr. Sexy. The only monster to have ever taken that shape…”Gabriel?” His voice came out as a whisper.

“But you died…Lucifer he…Gabe?” Sam felt his body go lax and start to slip to the floor. He saw the unorthodox foot wear on the man’s feet confirmed his suspicions. He pushed off the floor using his feet to knock the angel off balance and push the shorter man to the floor. Sam sat on his middle and held down both of the angel’s arms. “I think you have some explaining to do.”

(loving how you play Castiel, so much more emotion, and thoughts)

Dean heard something, he also thought he saw a light, in which he did. But, his mother appeared saying "Dean, it's not time yet, go back" "what if I don't want to" "then the angels will keep playing their game and your brother Sam will die without you" "But-" before Dean could finish, he looked over his shoulder seeing a light with wings, and thought he could make out the face.

He heard his voice being called, it was Cas, Cas must've been trying to save him from something or someone. He heard his name called again as he could feel his body being pulled out of the water and into the wind. He didn't know how, he didn't know why, but, what he did know was that Cas had saved his life. (wasn't supposed to rhyme lol)

Dean didn't wake up right away, but, he could feel himself weighed down by his clothes, and on something soft. Maybe he was on a bed, maybe in the hotel? He didn't know, but, when he turned back to face his mother she disappeared saying "Open your heart" and of course Dean didn't understand what she had meant.

(Lol Go Sammy!)

Dr. Sexy smiled as he heard the name Gabriel and looked to Sam about the same time he was thrown off balance and now pinned to the floor by the younger hunter. Dr. Sexy turned back into Gabriel "I wondered if you would've figured it out" he smiled adding "Lucifer cannot kill someone that is by blood related to him and an immortal at that" well not full immortal, just harder to kill. But, no one ever had to say everything at once.

Gabriel's smile didn't vanish, Sam was sitting on him, and had him pinned to the floor of the room. "So, what is it that you want to know? And what did you do to make the all mother want you as a snack?" Gabriel asked waiting for his answer as well as any questions Sam might have. He didn't move and he had his own reasons for doing so.

(Thanks for your comments! ;) p.s. The Great Mother is not Eve..she’s more like the heavenly mother.)

Cas watched silently as Dean started to wake up. That had been too close. Worry and fear had been the hardest emotions for Castiel to deal with when he first fell. Dean in sighted them so much; every time he was around the hunter he felt his stomach drop out in worry. His hand kept it’s gentle motion’s on Dean’s head.

He remembered as a young fledge Michael, Gabriel and even the Great Mother would comfort him in the same way. The Great mother especially, Father has loved all his angels but the Mother took emotional and physical care of her little ones. Cas had been the youngest of the Garrison, the last of God’s chosen. She used to tell him after especially hard days that he was meant for so much more than one of the Garrison. That one day her youngest angel would find his mate and stand with that man at the end of the world.

When Lucifer fell and the Father changed everything. The Great Mother put herself into seclusion…she had loved Lucifier, her firstborn, with all her godly heart. Then the angel had rebelled and created evil on the world. Cas never would have imagined in his 500 millennia that he would indeed find his mate or that he would stand toe to toe with Lucifer. She had been right.

He was pulled back to the present when Dean moved. Cas touched the hunter’s shoulder and dried his clothing . It would not do well for Dean to catch cold.

“Dean?” Cas’ voice was rougher than usual. “How are you feeling?”
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“Gabe!” Sam found himself grabbing the shorter angel into a hug. Then pulling back and slugging the bastard in the face. He remembered as his fist connected with the granite face that punching an angel was never a good idea.

Cursing Sam sucked on the broken skin of his knuckles, as he glared at Gabriel. He listened to the angel’s story. “Then where were you?!! I went to Hell! I’ve got a f**king wall in my head keeping me from becoming a vegetable and you wait till NOW to help us!?”

The youngest Winchester stood up and started pacing. “And now we got Eve trying to eat us.” Sam stopped after a moment calming himself. “Crowley, ‘The Demon King’, has been torturing alpha monsters trying to open purgatory and absorb souls. About three weeks ago, two dragons brought Eve to his plane to avenge her children. Cas, got a tip that one of Eve’s monsters were in the area and we needed to help out. Eve pretended to be a clerk at the motel and I went to dinner with her.”

Sam began pacing again, taking time to glare at Gabe. “What the hell are you doing here?”

(*slaps face* lol I haven't gotten through season 6 yet, I think i need to soon though)

"Cas?" Dean asked trying to confirm it was the angel and no one else. He didn't realize right away that he had almost died. Dean looked up seeing Castiel's face and realized that the angel must've been worried. It showed, maybe not greatly, just a little bit. Dean caught his even breaths, making sure he wasn't hurt anywhere, and then sat up to look at Cas. "Castiel" Dean wrapped his arms around the angel and holding him tight. That was far too scary even for him to slowly drown in the water. Dean hadn't realized he hadn't let go of Cas yet.

Gabe listened, his frown showed as his smile had faded "I helped you once and almost had no existence. You think I would help you again?" now Gabe understood how Castiel felt around the hunters, feeling guilty because he didn't help them. Gabe raised an eye brow, was Sam really that clueless to shape shifters? Gabe had stood up by now and looked at Sam while leaning against a wall "This is my world here Sam, you and Dean know that better than anyone, besides Castiel" Gabe spoke adding "But, if you're asking what was I doing finding you and bringing you here? I was saving your life and was off being the selfish angel I am" more like fallen now, he didn't want anything to do with the other angels and stuck to being a trickster now.