Chapter 8

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Warnings: Swearing, innuendos, blood.

Chapter Eight.

It had been a day of awkward silences and belly aches. The guys were spread out over the lounge and Anna and I were on the floor. We were having light conversation when another broad cast of the strange behaviour in Kansas blasts on the screen. Anna and I laugh at a chick who takes nothing but boxes of fruit loops and milk.

"That is you in another life Y/N." Anna quips.

"Oh please, I have more class than that... I would have taken bowls as well... or a shovel." We cracked up, before the T.V. was switched off by a disapproving Hinton.

"Listen ladies I'm glad you can make light of this I really am, but we have to think about how we are going to deal with the next sin. Coz I don't wanna binge more than I have to. I t takes effort to be this amazing." He runs his hands down his body. Dean choked on his beer.

"Well maybe Crowley's letter was a clue, maybe he is trying to help?" Sam asked, looking at Anna with a shrug.

"Hello? Have you guys even read the book? He can't help. He can't tell her what's coming next." Hinton sat back down, slightly closer to Dean on the couch.

"Speaking of which, what does it say?" Anna tossed me a black leather book with the Men of letters symbol in silver on the spine. It was hard to the touch and warm. I opened it... no I didn't. I tried pulling it apart... nope I threw it; it fluttered in the air before falling open on the ground.

"I can't even read my own book... that has to be a crime I want a lawyer!" I huffed, beginning to sulk. Cas bent over to retrieve the book. He was so nice... Shut up Y/N.

"Are you actually wearing a suit under your jacket?" I asked trying not to scope out his ass.

"Yes." He said as he gathered the novel. That was it.

"Holy shit! You're mad at me." Silence. Cas turned, he locked his eyes on mine but I stared him down, I was more curious than anything.

He caved breaking eye contact. "It was the way you spoke to the pizza man... I don't trust his kind." Sam and Dean laughed I exchanged a look with Anna who shrugged. He looked lost.

"She isn't a baby sitter Cas." Dean said through gasps.

"But he doesn't know that, he could slap her at any moment." Cas was stern.

"What's going on?" The brothers were in fits and Hinton, Anna and I were missing something...

"Don't worry Cas her ass is safe." Sam was shaking. Him and Dean lost it then.

"Ass slapping? Pizza man? Baby sitter? That sounds like a bad porno." I said. Sam and Dean just couldn't function.

"Right... this is weirding me out. Hinton lets have some girl time." I grabbed his hand and pulled him up heading to the kitchen.

"Are we ignoring that Cas confused you with porn star?" He arched an eyebrow.

"Yes, yes we are." He took a seat on a stool as I made him a vodka and orange juice, Extra vodka.

"Oh honey you read my mind." He brightened when I delivered my creation.

"Oh baby doll I love reading it." I said flashing a winning smile. He paused to sip the orange liquid like a pro, his many rings glistened in the light and clicked on the cup.

"Are you not going to gossip about Dean? I may play the other field but I can smell when a woman gets worked up." Hinton had a way to make Anna and I blab.

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