Everything Will Be Fine

Chapter 2

(Present Day)

Well Autumn did keep her promise, for 12 whole years. She would always wonder why there was no scar left from the attack and where her savior had run off to.

Soon after the event, the boys decided that it was time for Autumn to learn how to hunt, and oh she did. Some people would even say Autumn is a better hunter than Sam and Dean even at 16 years old; but the boys would always deny it.

One night, she was with Dean and Bobby in this shack. They were waiting for some demon to come in. All of a sudden, the shack began to shake and rumble, making her fall to the ground.

"Bobby, what the hell is going on" Dean wondered.

"I don't know, but I have a feeling it's huge."

The three of them got ready to fight, when the doors were flung open to see a man in a trench coat walking towards the three. The lights began to explode and go out as he walked closer and closer.

Autumn though he looked familiar, but she didn't know from where. The man was finally got close enough so that she could he him clearly; his ocean blue eyes sparked a memory for Autumn from so long ago. It was him, it was Castiel.

During her daydreaming, Dean had stabbed Castiel right in the heart. Worried for him, she tried to run to him, but Bobby stopped her. Castiel pulled the knife out and dropped it on the floor. Bobby tried to take a swing at him, but Castiel grabbed the pole and touched his forehead, he was out like a light. Castiel then looked over at Autumn, a slight smile crept onto his face.

"Hello Autumn, my you have changed," Castiel beamed.

"And you haven't changed at all," Autumn smiled, but immediately stopping when she saw the look and her brother's face.

Castiel looked back to Dean, "Dean we need to talk, alone."

Autumn quickly got the message and headed out of the shack, but she stayed right outside to hear the conversation.

"Oh my gosh, Castiel is an angel," Autumn thought to herself, "Well that makes sense."

After they were done talking, she heard the wind blow, then silence. Autumn ran inside to see that Castiel was gone.

"Dean, where did Castiel go," she asked.

Dean turned towards her with an angry expression on his face, "I think the better question is, how the hell do you know the son of a bitch."

Autumn sighed and walked over to Dean, her small hands holding on to his.

"Remember the night when I was 4 and I said a man saved me," Dean nodded in confusion, "And if you can remember I told you it was Castiel, the angel."

"He saved you that night," Dean wondered.

"Yes Dean, he did. If I trusted him that night, you need to trust him too, please."

"Okay Autumn."