50 Days

Day 18

AN: Thank you guys for keep on reading this fanfiction! This story has over 6K reads, which is a lot to me! THANK YOU! I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoy writing this. You guys are seriously the best and keep me going.

Okay, so yeah, I love you! Stay awesome! Always keep fighting!

(and yes Gabriel is alive in this fic, bc I need him)

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"Richard," I called as I saw the man, who was a bit shorter than me, passing my trailer. He turned around and smiled.

"Hey, Misha. I thought you were already on set shooting." Richard was guest starring in this episode of Supernatural, which was super exciting. He was a great actor and always fun to hang around with.

"I was, but I had forgot something and just got it." I held Castiel's bloody tie up and shook it playfully. "I had accidentally took it with me yesterday."

We slightly laughed. As I've locked my trailer, I went to give Richard a big hug. He returned the hug immediately. I don't know how long we haven't seen each other, but it had been way too long.

He'd asked me about Destiel and how things were going as we were strolling to the set. I've tried my best to explain the situation, but how do you explain something you don't know for sure yourself?

Castiel stumbled and fell, seeing Gabriel running towards him before his head hit the ground painfully and his mind went black.

Dean Winchester shuffled through the bunker, looking for Castiel. He was hoping that his angel was sitting on the couch, watching more of these french movies. But he wasn't. The bunker was empty, completely empty. No sign that Castiel had ever been here. Even the scent of him was gone. It just smelled like old books, hard wood and the food they'd eaten yesterday.

"Cas?"

Nothing. No answer.

'He's probably with his brothers, figuring out what was going on with him. That's why he can't answer you. Stop being so selfish. He has a life besides you. After all, he's a soldier.'

Dean startled as his younger brother entered the room. His hair was messy and stood up in different directions. "God damn, Sam. You need a haircut!"

His brother looked at him with shocked eyes and protected his hair with his hands. "What? No!"

The eldest Winchester chuckled, patting his brother's shoulder. He saw a newspaper in Sam's hand. "New case," he asked hopefully. At least he wouldn't be sitting at home, worrying about Castiel. He needed to hunt. He needed the adrenaline pumping through his veins.

Sam looked at the newspaper and yawned. "I don't know. I just woke up."

That wasn't something that had happened often in their lives. Sam was the one who'd go to bed late and wake up early. But today, he'd woken up hours after Dean. "Should I be worried?"

"About what?"

Dean pulled his eyebrows together. "About you waking up late."

Sam laughed. "No, I went to bed at five."

That's when Castiel had left Dean. It's been only five hours, but to Dean it felt like ages. He would never tell that anyone though.

Dean snatched the paper out of Sam's hand and desperately searched for an article that was about something supernatural. And there it was. Fortunately. Dean Winchester had never been this happy about a case before. He slammed the paper on the desk and pointed with his index finger to the article. Sam took a quick look and all of his sleepiness was suddenly gone. The serious expression of a hunter replaced his puppy dog face.