Winchester Child

Chapter Two

*Deans POV*

"Dean." Cas says as soon as he walks into my room in the bunker.

"What?" I ask.

"There is girl who is looking for you." He says. He's been a little off lately, but he hasn't been wrong yet. "But Dean," he sighs "she's different."

"How?"

"She seems to be human." he says and I furrow my brows. Cas probably just couldn't see clearly, right? He's probably confused or didn't see the fangs, or the claws, or her eyes. Right? Or maybe he just can't remember all the things that make a monster.

"How do you know?"

"Because she is praying for you." Well... that makes things a little different. But what person would be praying for me?

"Dean, it's important." he urges.

"More important than finding this Rugaru?" I ask. There had already been three killings and I'm not about to let another one happen on my watch.

"You have three days. She's going to Lawerence and she expects you to be there, but she knows your real name. I highly advise against letting her ask around when people might actually know your name because it's most likely that they'll tell her what they know, and most people do believe you are a felon. From the sounds of it she doesn't know much about you, either" he says. Sometimes it's hard to remember that Sam and I were believed to be somewhat of the killer type.

"How do you know all this?" I ask. Only one person comes to mind but it can't be her. Christina promised that she would take care of her and we should have another year, even if things do take a turn for the worst. It couldn't be her, the time hasn't come yet.

"She told me. She said that you are an important person to her." he says. It can't be her, it just can't.

"I would recommend leaving immediately." He says and I pick up my gun that had been lying on the bedside table. I stand up and start packing things into my green duffle. Random clothes and weapons. I'll be ready to take on whoever it is, no matter how long it will take.

"Dean, I think I - Dean?" Sam starts but then stops as he see's my frantic packing.

"I have to go take care of some... personal thing."

"In the middle of a case?"

"It's important, Sammy." I say and he finally shuts up once I call him by his childhood nickname.

"Well, where are you going?" He asks.

"Home."

"What?" He exclaims "You're going back to Lawrence? Why?"

"I've got something to take care of."

"Well, I'm coming with you."

"I gotta go this one alone." I say, turning to him. "Plus someone's gotta finish the case. I'll let you know when I'm on my way back."

"Dean..." He whines, in his Sam way.

"It's something personal, Sam. I've just gotta take care of it."

"And it's so important that you'll stop in the middle of a case."

"You're a big boy now, Sammy, you can take your own case." I smirk

"Dean, c'mon."

"I just gotta go, okay? I'll be back in a few days. I'll tell you whats up before then."

"Fine." He says hesitantly and I grab my keys and head out to the Impala.

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