Timey-Wimey And Hunting Stuff

Chapter Six

The group sat around a circular coffee table in a diner, silence amongst them as they thought up a plan. No one spoke as they all thought hard about what they could do. Amy, being the curious girl she was, wasn't thinking about the plan but about the Winchesters and Castiel. She wanted to know what they have been through in their life so she thought she could attempt to bring it up in a conversation.
"So, hunting, is it hard?" She asked.
Dean looked at her and blinked before answering, "Not if you have the right experience and know what you're doing."
"Do normal people find out about the stuff you hunt? And you never really gave us the names of what you hunt." Amy stared at her coffee as she spoke.
"You know the monsters you're told about in stories? Vampires? Werewolves? Spirits? Even Gods. We hunt it all." Dean said.
"Gods?!" Amy and Eleven blinked in disbelief.
"Yeah, Gods." Dean shrugged as if it weren't a big deal.
Movement caught Amy's attention at the corner of her eye and looked down to see Sam digging his thumb into one of his palms. She hadn't noticed the thin bandage there and thought that he must've hurt himself.
"Sam, you alright?" She asked, he didn't reply and just kept staring off to his side, "Sam."
He blinked as if coming out from a daze and looked at her, "hm?"
"I said, are you okay?" He just nodded and looked at his brother.
Dean nodded knowingly before looking back at the Doctor and Amy.
"So, are we all done?" He asked.
"Yes, I believe so." Castiel chimed in.
Amy couldn't stop herself from opening her mouth, she wanted to know more about them.
"How did you become hunters? Why did you become hunters? Who's mother and father would let their children go off and kill stuff?! That just isn't right!" She blurted out, "What happened to you? Are your parents even alive...?" The words spilled from her mouth like liquid and she put a hand over her mouth to stop herself from talking.
The brothers looked at eachother for a long moment before looking back at her. They seemed to find this subject slightly difficult though they replied to the questions with complete honesty.
"Well, our mother was killed by a demon... Who fed me demon blood and otPur dad vowed to hunt and kill the thing that killed her. Our father died to save Dean, sold his soul to the demon who killed his wife, our mother." Sam trailed off.
"Then the demon kidnapped Sam, made him go through the demon hunger games. Sam got killed...' Dean shook his head like it was a horrible memory, "I couldn't live with my kid brother dead so I sold my soul to a crossroads demon."
"And other things have happened since, like Dean going to hell and coming back, Castiel, Lucifer..." Sam looked distracted, "My soul... A lot has happened and we won't get into any detail about that." Sam said before he immediately began to grip his palm tightly.
"Are are really okay?" The Doctor asked. Sam nodded, though his eyes stayed on the same spot.
He blinked back to reality and they all stood up. Castiel, who had been silent this whole time, stepped towards the doctor, hand pressing firmly on the Time Lord's chest to stop him from moving. Though, he did take his hand away at Sam and Dean's odd looks. He sighed and spoke.
"How do you kill cybermen?" He asked.
"Ergh, you destroy it." The doctor said.
"We take out the cyberman first then go after Crowley." Castiel said.
There were murmurs of agreement in the small group before Dean finally spoke up, "Should we go back to the factory? This time, we're going to be prepared."
The Doctor nodded before placing a hand on Amy's shoulder, "I'm keeping an eye on you, Amy, you aren't getting grabbed by the cyberman again. I'll make sure of that."
Amy smiled at him before placing her hand over his. Dean and Sam grinned before hey heard Castiel speak again.
"Like you humans say, let's go kick some butt." Castiel said causing everyone to chuckle.

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Very sorry, this is really short. And just to classify, this is set in season seven of supernatural but Cas is still alive and hasn't exploded into black goop yet.