"Well Callie, after work do you want to hang or should we call it a night?" Callie and Angie lived close to eachother, though Angie didn't complain about the way they lived, she said before they could live better yet both had decided to live in their apartments. That was one way they knew about eachother and had met was because they were across the hall from eachother.

Dean smiled taking the napkin "Thanks and yea, hey Sam, wake up we have to get going" Sam was very tired and didn't wake up or move very much. "Callie, how much did that boy have to drink?" Angie asked as Dean stated "Boy? I'm sure everyone in this room is older than you kid" "Call me a kid again and see what happens" angie stated smiling.

"We can hang. I have Moulin Rouge on DVD now." Callie grinned, starting to shoo everyone else out and gathering up glasses and things. "I only gave him a couple of beers. Guess he was tired."

Castiel walked over. He could simply 'mojo' them out of there, as Dean would say, but not in front of witnesses. So he cast a questioning glance at the Hunter, wondering how to handle this. They could probably manhandle Sam back into the Impala, or as long as they were away from people he could take them to the hotel, or something.

"Sounds like a good idea Callie, oh and don't worry he will wake up in 4...3...2...now" Angie stated taking a random guess and Sam actually did wake up to stretch not realizing he had fallen asleep but put his head back down. "Sam, sam come on now wake up" Dean spoke "Huh? Oh sorry, whats going on?" he asked sleepily. "We're going to head to a hotel to stay, coming?" Sam nodded not fully hearing it all.

"Do you want some help to make sure he gets there alright?" Angie wanted to help clear the glasses so she went out helping and with her speed along with Callie's they were able to get them cleaned up in record timing. "Seriously I can help, I'm quite good at helping" she stated ane realised how stupid that sounded.

Callie chuckled and washed out the glasses quickly, putting them away for the night before emptying the tip jar and the register, putting everything in a bag she carried with her. "We might as well show you the way. The hotel's basically right across the street from our apartments," she said to Dean with a shrug.

Cas helped keep Sam upright, eyeing the younger Winchester before starting to tow him out to the car. He glanced back at Dean, waiting for him to make a decision. He had no trouble half-carrying Sam as he was. His vessel was not as strong as the hunters, but with Castiel's strength to back it there were no problems.

Dean nodded "Sure, it might be useful" Sam looked like they hadn't had too much of an easy sleep and he watched Angie run over to the other side of Sam "Come on, grab the labtop" Angie spoke up as she helped Castiel carry him out of the bar.

Dean looked to the girl thinking how weird she was helping total strangers but shrugged it off as he grabbed Sam's labtop and papers. "Is she always like this?" Dean asked wondering how the girl lived each day or maybe she was only nice to them, maybe she knew more than she was letting on.

Castiel helped carry Sam outside and then stopped there, supporting most of the Hunter's weight easily. He had to wait for Dean to get them a room, he guessed. He could always just mojo them into a room, but he would rather not. Even in front of a nonhuman. Perhaps especially not in front of a nonhuman, since he didn't know what she was.

"Yeah, she's always nice," Callie said, turning off all the lights and heading outside. Once Dean was out too, she closed and locked the doors, making sure everything was locked up nice and tight before she started walking. "It's just how she is, you know?"

"Hm" Dean replied confirming this and walked over to the small hotel across from the apartments to where they could get a room. The person there said there wasn't any more rooms left and they were closed up for the night. "Oh come on, there has to be something" Dean complained. "No, I'm sorry, but, even in your case we are not going to put anyone up this late.

Dean sighed walking back and saying "They won't put us up this late, they think Sam's drunk and will do something stupid." Dean stated as hearing this Angie got annoyed, they didn't refuse people before and now all of a sudden they did to the new visitors in town. "Dean?" Angie spoke up "Yea?" he replied "Here help out with your bro, I'm going to talk to them" "What can you do" "trust me more than you know" angie had her own ways to get things she wanted when she wanted them. When Angie was out view and into the hotel area Dean asked "What can she do that I can't?"

Callie smiled. "Trust me, she's kind of amazing when she wants to be. She may not look like much but she can be scary." She hesitated for a moment before offering, "And hey, if even she can't convince them, you can always crash on my couch. "I've even got room for your giant." She nodded to Sam, who grumbled something about not being a giant but didn't really complain.

Cas frowned, just a little. "You are not worried?" he asked, looking at Callie. Most humans wouldn't be willing to put up total strangers for nothing. That much he knew. Even if it wasn't really polite, he decided to dip into her head, just to take a peek. He was curious.

"Nah, not really." Callie shrugged. "I mean, if you guys turn out to be horrible people, I'll jump out the window. No biggie." She shrugged. And Cas was surprised to note that she was completely honest; she wasn't scared of them, and she would offer up her couch for them.

Angie came out "All of the rooms are booked, it took me awhile cuz I went knocking on each one pretty much" she had her ways of getting information when needed it. "Come on you guys can stay over with us" she had two rooms in her apartment, one which was hers and the other which was a study. Though her couch did fold out, it was a back up in case she couldn't or didn't want to sleep in her room at all.

Dean listened to Callie but still thought this Angie character was a bit weird to begin with. So of course he didn't fully trust her, but, with the way they lived, it wouldn't suprise anyone. "Alright, but, we wouldn't want to be a bother" Dean stated looking to Castiel asking "What do you think Castiel?"

Castiel shrugged. "They are sincere in their offers," he said. "And the three of us will not fit in your vehicle." He glanced at the Impala. He still didn't think one of them would fit in that car to sleep. "I do not see another option."

"Well, I can fit you two in my apartment," Callie said, nodding to Sam and Dean. "Long as you don't mind staying with Angie." She looked at Castiel again.

"No, I do not mind." Cas looked at Angie. Maybe he would be able to determine what she was if he observed her for long enough, or if he asked her. Either one could happen. So he nodded his agreement, looking at Angie.

"Alright, this is going to be so cool" Angie spoke out loudly more like excited. She hadn't had anyone over in awhile with how much work she was doing lately on her labtop. She led them right to the apartments, they didn't live too far upstairs but it took a bit with Sam.

"Okay so who lives where?" one of the doors had nothing but crystals outlining the door. "Sorry I love quartz alot" Angie stated, "As you can see, this one is mine" Angie stated looking at Callie "Should we all hang together? or just girl time and guy time seperate?" "Wow, looks, uh, neat..." "Yea I know its weird" but angie didn't care if she was weird.

Callie considered that for a moment. "Well, I'm not really all that tired yet, so I kind of want to watch a movie." She glanced at the males. "You're welcome to watch with us if you want." She shrugged and pulled out her keys opening the door to her apartment.

She had a two-room apartment as well, with a living room/kitchenette, her bedroom, and her library. She spent a lot of time reading when she had days off, or didn't have to go in to work until late. She also had a fair-sized TV and DVD collection, some of them gifts from people.

Castiel raised an eyebrow but helped haul Sam into Callie's apartment, setting him on the old couch before looking back at Dean to see his decision. If Dean was going to stay, Cas might as well.

"Well we actually have some talking to do, if you don't mind that is" Dean said after getting Sam onto the couch and standing up straighter. "We can talk outside though-" Dean began again but was cut off by Angie saying "Nonsense, just let me get my labtop and you guys can use my apartment to talk" Angie left going into hers, once inside she closed the door going into her room and getting her labtop from where she hid it at with the rest of her things.

Once she had it, she came back outside handing the key to Castiel "This is my spare, you can hold onto it" she seemed to have trusted him a bit more than the other one but added firmly "Don't go into my room, understand" a girl's room was her life and everything was hers in her bedroom. "So what movie?" angie loved watching movies. "Sounds good to me, come on Cas" Dean stated trying to get out of the room before anything else would be brought up.

Castiel looked at the key and blinked at the show of trust before he nodded and helped Sam get into Angie's apartment. Then he set Sam down again and looked at Dean, raising an eyebrow.

"What is it you wish to talk about, Dean?"

"Hmm. I'm in the mood for something fun, so maybe Muppet Treasure Island? Or How To Train Your Dragon?" Callie grinned. She watched a wide variety of movies, but sometimes she just wanted to watch something kid-like.

"Oh I loved How to train your dragon, it was so cute, the dragon looks like stich from Lelo and stich" Angie stated getting comfty on the couch thinking that it was odd for someone to be so tired. "I've updated my site enough I think I don't have to mess with it for a bit luckily" she also sold things she had made in real life like charms and pendants or such.

Dean looked to Castiel "Sam are you alright?" Dean just wanted to discuss what they should do next for their mission and why the girls were being so nice, it was odd for anyone to be so nice without turning on them later.

"Oh good," Callie said with a grin. "I'll turn on the movie then." And she did, setting it up and then settling back on the couch before she looked at Angie.

"So. What did you think of those three? Kinda odd, right?"

"I'm fine," Sam said with a brief yawn. "Just haven't been sleeping well." Castiel looked at the younger Winchester for a moment with a brief frown before he looked back at Dean.

"What do you plan to do?" he asked quietly. He wasn't sure how much help he would be for this.

Angie waited watching her setting it up and when she heard Callie spoke she focused looking up and smiling more "I do think they are odd, but, I love odd things. Being what I am, is well, its awesome. Because I can tell that they have something so much odder about them than normal people would. I don't know what though." Angie stated asking "What did you think of them, like who would you think was the best looking?"

"Sam, why don't you go to bed, I'm sure the girls would be fine with you returning to sleep" Dean spoke and looked to Castiel "We need to find this Freddy guy before any more children go missing. I wonder, Cas, would you be able to talk to her to see if she knows anything more than her friend the barmaid?"

Callie paused, thinking that over. "Dean, I think," she said. "Although Sam was pretty good-looking himself..." She looked at Angie and grinned, plopping next to her. "What about you? Who do you like best?" Neither of them had a significant other, and they both saw a lot of people come and go through the bar, so it wasn't unusual for them to talk about it. Besides, it was fun, and distracting.

Castiel looked at Dean before he nodded. "Yes, I believe so. I do not think she is human, or entirely human." he frowned, still trying to figure that out. "I will get the information you need." As soon as he was able to talk to Angie again, anyway.

Angie thought for a moment, "Sam is cute when he is tired I can say that much, Dean is okay but way off of my type list. So like I always say 'The mysterious type catches my eye' Castiel and he has a nice name too" she smiled a bit happy at the thought they were talking about guys again.

"Not completely human? She seemed pretty much human to me" Dean stated and looked at Sam asleep on the couch now "He just can't stay awake can he" he laughed a bit looking at his younger brother. Sam and Dean were raised by the opposite parent until they were old enough to chose what they wanted to do.

(okay just a heads up, I have to make dinner probably in about an hour I should be back on, if lucky maybe I can have the pc while I cook)

((sorry, I had to run out and do some chores, and I might be going swimming a bit later. Dunno yet))

Callie laughed quietly. "Yeah, I can understand that," she agreed, now only half paying attention to the movie. "He seems polite, at least. A little baffling, but I think all the best people are." She grinned at her friend, leaning back on the couch.

"You know, Dean asked me about some guy calling himself Freddy Kreuger, said he was apparently stealing kids or something. You know anything about that?"

Castiel nodded. "He seems rather tired," he agreed. It was unusual for the Hunter, but he didn't think anything of it. He'd already checked, and he couldn't find anything wrong with Sam. No spells or curses or anything, at least.

"I assure you, Dean. I can tell. She is not entirely human. But I am not yet sure what she is." His brow furrowed in a frown.

(do whatever you wish, I'm writing a poem and trying to eat XD)

"Freddy Kreugar and missing kids? That doesn't fit the story but okay. Why did he ask about that?" Angie asked a bit curious yet confused at once. Freddy killed kids, especially the bad ones and only wanted his little girl back that was taken and hidden from him while he burned in his shed but dark spirits saved him.

"Okay well they said they were watching a movie, let's let them watch it and when they're done we'll talk to them seperately and then sleep or something like that" Dean spoke.

((lol. Food is good generally XD))

Callie shrugged. "It sounded like it was happening somewhere around. I mean, I heard about kids going missing, but I hadn't heard much of anything else. Ongoing investigation, and all that crap." She rolled her eyes. "I just thought that, y'know, you might have heard something about it. You seem to have information on all sorts of things, so..."

Castiel nodded. He didn't require sleep, but he did remember that humans did. Demonstrated by Sam, who was still asleep. "Perhaps her friend does not know," he said quietly as the thought occured to him. He knew Callie was human, but he couldn't tell what she knew. "Perhaps you should exercise tact?"

(I finished my poem and alot like it, so maybe I can fit it into this story somehow :D)

"I'll check my website, people are always posting things" Angie answered opening her labtop and scanning through it, she hadn't had any spammers since she bought a really expensive avg spam free program. She was fine with it being expensive since it worked extremely well. "Hm, it doesn't look like anything has been posted since about two almost three weeks ago. Do we know around how long ago the kids started going missing?" she asked googling it at the same time looking up information on the three guys in the other room in her apartment.

"You may be right, she seems to know alot about the other one, but, maybe that is still left out for some reason" Dean stated, about 30 minutes had gone by as Dean sat down to talk rather than stand there the whole time. Another hour and the movie would've been over if they were watching it.

((yay! Sure, we'll see if we can fit it in somehow.))

"Umm... The first disappearance I heard of in this area was about a week ago," Callie said slowly, frowning. "At least four kids have gone missing without a trace." She did keep tabs on the papers, and she did know a few things about the rest of the world. She knew enough to have salt lines in front of her windows all the time, and her front door when she was feeling paranoid.

Castiel nodded, looking at Dean for a few moments before looking around the apartment. He didn't see anything that he thought was out of the ordinary, but then he didn't have much experience with human dwellings. He was perfectly comfortable with not speaking for the next hour.

(I think I know how too)

Angie looked up on the computer and finally found something worth reading "I thougth this was a Freddy thing? Are they sure its Freddy?" Angie asked. "I wonder what all goes around here that we haven't known about" Angie asked out loud while still searching. "I see nothing about Freddy, do they have anything that would link this up to being Freddy or did they just guess at it?"

In the room that the guys were in, it was a bit small for a living room maybe medium sized. Twice the size almost of a motel room thats for sure. There was a big couch, no television, small stereo system, and even a large bookshelf. It held tons of books, mostly about supernatural things. Angie was a big fan on these thiings if you knew her, so as a friend it would've be a surprise. Though it only had books that were real and not that fake stuff. Picture frames were on the walls but no faces, no pictures unless it was art without a face or just random things.