Tug and Pull (4)

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Okay guys, as you can see, this chapter is called Flashbacks! So just to let you know, when I write a flash back I'll go like this:

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Before and after. Like this.

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Just like that!

I'd also like to thank @OutNerdMe for helping me with the story! She's amazing, go follow her!

Please comment and vote! I've been working hard! Also give feedback and suggestions! I don't really know where this is going! Should I finish it?

Thanks guys!

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Castiel's POV:

"Castiel!" Jo waved her hand in front of his face.

"God man, you gotta stop doing that! Your freaking me out." She spoke, pouring a glass of water for him.

"Yeah, um, sorry.." Castiel replied, sipping on the water.

"So," Jo started, raising her eyebrows.

"Did ya see that guy yesterday? Damn." Jo nudged him.

"What?!" Castiel who had been drinking water, now almost choked on it.

"I mean, yeah, if you like that sort of thing." He shrugged as Jo laughed, punching him in the arm.

The rusted bell above the door rang as a tall brunette walked in. Her black knee high boots clicked against the floor. She sat up at the counter, waiting to be given menu.

"She's in your section." Jo smiled, clearly happy to be on a break.

Castiel gave her a sour face as he walked over to grab some menus.

"Good morning! How are you today?" Castiel cheerfully handed her menu.

"Fine," she started, "But it's too early to decide." She grinned at him.

After a few minutes of browsing the options, she looked up.

"I'll have the, famous coffee." She winked, folding up her menu and handing it too him.

Castiel laughed, "What kind?"

She shrugged, her brown eyes looking around.

Castiel walked away towards the kitchen when Ellen and Ash, the cooks, made some food. They had a different kind of restaurant. All the food and drinks where in the kitchen, even the simple drinks such as water, juice and coffee.

He grabbed one of the cups from the cupboards. It was completely white with a picture of a silver ribbon wrapped around it. Pouring the steaming liquid, he started to walk over with cream and sugar in his other hand.

The eager woman sat waiting, tapping her purple painted nails against the counter. As soon as she saw him, she smiled.

"Thank you." She blew steam off the top.

"What's your name?" She asked, looking at him.

"Castiel, you?" He pulled up a chair across on the other side of the booth.

"I'm Meg Masters, nice to meet you Castiel. Strange name you got there." She held out her hand, waiting for him to shake it.

He reached out, shaking hands.

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