Cursed {Dean Winchester 5}

Chapter 11

The End

It was sunrise by the time that My Dean had picked the lock to his handcuffs and found me. He picked the lock on the cuffs keeping me in place and we slipped out of the building.

We were outside of the small red building that we were originally kept in when Chuck walked up. "Hey, Dean. You got a second?"

"No." Dean quickly continued, "Yes." He corrected. "Uh, I guess. Hi, Chuck."

"Hi." Chuck replied, glancing down at the clipboard in hand, then back up. "Oh, great, the ghosts are back." He said once seeing me. "Anyway, listen, we're pretty good on canned goods for now but we're down to next to nothing on perishables and hygiene supplies. People are not gonna be happy about this. So, what do you think we should do?"

"Uh, I-I don't know." Dean said. "Maybe, uh, share? You know, like in a kibbutz."

"Wait a minute, aren't you like supposed to be out on a mission right now?"

"Absolutely, and I will be."

"Uh-oh." Chuck mumbled, eyes on something behind Dean and I.

Dean and I turned around just as a woman swung her fist at Dean's face. 

I stepped to the side, watching as she tried to hit him again.

Dean ducked behind Chuck. "Easy, lady."

"Risa." Chuck whispered, shoulders tense.

"Risa."

"You spent the night in Jane's cabin last night, didn't you?" Risa asked.

"Excuse me?" I asked. 

The dark haired woman looked at me. "Who are you?"

"Uh--" 

"What?" Dena asked. "I--Did I?" He asked Chuck.

Chuck nodded his head.

"What?" I asked.

"I thought we had a connection." Risa said.

"What is happening?" I asked. 

"Screw you." Risa said, walking off.

"Jeez, I'm getting busted for stuff I haven't done yet." Dean sighed, turning back to me. 

I swung my fist as hard as I could, catching his arm. 

"Ow." Dean rubbed his arm. "The hell is wrong with you?"

"The hell is wrong with you?" I replied. "I'm dead and you're just out here sleeping with other women? I am offended."

"You don't know that for sure." Dean argued.

"What?" Chuck asked, confused.

"Never mind." Dean shook his head. "Hey, Chuck, is Cas still here?"

"Yeah, I don't think Cas is going anywhere." Chuck replied.

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Following the directions Chuck had given us, we made our way to a log cabin where Cas was supposed to be. 

"You know, I'm just saying, we could add it to the list of strangest places we've had sex." Dean shrugged.

"The future? Really? No one would believe you." I replied.

"Okay, but we know the truth." Dean shrugged as we neared the building. "Also, thanks for making me relive the horrible memory of having to walk through your yard naked."

"I could've brought up the time I almost killed you with a crayon." I told him. "I figured the naked thing was better."

We walked up onto the porch. There was no door, only a curtain of beads blocking the entrance.