Fading Angels [SPN Fanfic]

Travel Times

"Either I bring Apollo or I am not going." I stated gripping my friend tightly in my arms. I glared at all four boys. Man these guys all have different expressions. Castiel just stared at me making my heart elevate in my chest. Balthazar rolled his eyes and took a sip of his drink. Sam was facing me with an expression of understanding and Dean... Well he was getting annoyed. "Just let her bring the goddamn cat! I want to get back to my baby."

I had learned by now that Dean's Impala was his 'baby'. The Impala was their father's. The impala held childhood memories within its walls. the Impala was Dean's. Only Dean drives. Dean picks the music. The impala had been destroyed many times. Dean had rebuilt the Impala many times. Sam rides shotgun. Only if Dean believes he should does Sam get to drive. Castiel gets the backseat. Any other passengers get the backseat. their weapons are stored in the truck. Yada yada yada. They also told me about hunting. It is way to long to explain. Basically two brothers go out and kill evil jerks. Oh and there is something called an exorcism that they have memorized. Apparently black smoke terrorizes people and I already knew angels were jerks.

Two fingers touched my forehead and I felt as if I was in nothing. It made me feel sick to my stomach. I felt ground under my feet instantly. My legs felt woozy and I began to shake. Apollo had jumped out of my arms and was sitting beside me. I caught my breath and fainted into strong arms.

"Oh baby I missed you." I woke up to Dean inspecting his car as he jumped in and sat in the driver's seat. For some reason I kept my eyes closed. I heard another door as Sam jumped in. Castiel flashed into the backseat still holding me. He layed me down beside him with my head beside his leg. I felt vibrations as the car woke up and rumbled to life. I felt the car turn onto a road. Kansas played-. No. Kansas blared on the stereo. "Don't get cat hair all over my seats." I heard Dean mutter disgustingly at Sam. sam's response was blurred as I fell asleep.

I finally opened my eyes. Castiel was staring at me. My head was in his lap and Apollo was sleeping on my feet. I sat up and looked outside the window. "Where are we?" I yawned and pet Apollo. "Iowa."

"What?!"

The front car doors opened and in hopped Sam and Dean. "WHAT THE HELL?! I AM IN THE STATES?" I screamed, startling the brothers. They turned around to look at me. castiel rested a hand on my shoulder. "It's okay-"

"NO IT'S NOT OKAY! I WANT TO BE IN CANADA!"

I felt a whirl of motion in my stomach. I looked out my window. There was snow on the ground. Dean jumped out. "Holy crap, Cass. What did you do?!" Cass shook his head. "It wasn't me." All of their eyes trained back on me and I let out a small whimper. "Canada is actually nice." Castiel murmured catching snowflakes in his hand. I smiled.

For the next few hours we drove until we were over the border only stopping once or twice. I grabbed a bunch of kinder eggs. What can I say? I love them.

I hopped back into the impala disturbing a sleeping Apollo. He stretched before climbing into my lap and sticking his head into the bag full of kinder eggs I planned on smuggling across the border. I scratched his ears "It just isn't the same as poofing them." I hid them under the seat just as Sam and Dean jumped in. "Where's Cass?" Dean asked peering into the mirror angled at me. I shrugged. "I thought he was with you."

Dean started the engine and the Impala came to life. I sat in the backseat twirling my thumbs feeling quite bored. Dean's fast driving didn't bother me and his loud music didn't entertain me. The cute guys in the front seat and a particular guy with blue eyes kept me quiet with questions until I couldn't stand it anymore.

I turned off the music and poked Sam's shoulder. "Want a kinder egg?" I asked. Sam looked at me quizzically while Dean just looked annoyed. Sam turned to Dean and gave him a questioning face. Dean rolled his eyes. "She's got a thing for kinder eggs."

"They are from Canada and are illegal here so I bet you haven't tried one yet." I grunted and handed one to Sam. I took one myself, unwrapped it, broke the chocolate in half, devoured the chocolate and then cracked the plastic egg open with my teeth. Sam had taken a different approach. He bit the egg and his teeth met plastic. I laughed at him as he ate it. I assembled my toy and placed it on the back windshield. "Ta-da!"