A Hunters Heart

A Ring of Confusion

TWo updates in one day????????!!!!?!?!?!?!  What is this crazyness?!?!?!?! Anyway enjoy and try not to be too shocked 

Sam kept thinking, and the more he thought about it, he deserved every bit of yelling that Lexi delivered. However, there was no way on Earth that he was gonna give in.

After dropping the kids off at their houses, Sam confronted Lexi about interrupting the hunt.

Bad idea.

The hours-long drive home was a vicious cycle of yelling, awkward silences, glaring, and sleeping for the hunters. By the time they got back to the bunker, they were hardly excited to have to recap their adventures for Dean and Cas.

Lexi felt only lucky when they entered to bunker to Dean rushing the other way, demanding for the keys to the Impala, and high-tailing it through the door, muttering something about a lost wallet.

Sam and Lexi glanced at each other and decided not to worry about Dean's wallet. Instead, they continued their fight.

"You should have stayed in the car!" Sam shouted.

"And what would you have done then, huh? You wouldn't have been able to save those kids and I would be the one dealing with you and your pouty face for the rest of the night. Sorry, I'd rather risk my life."

"Why?" Sam retorted, throwing his jacket and a few duffle bags on the ground by the couch, "I would've been a lot more pouty faced if you had died!"

Lexi took this as a compliment, but quickly continued, "At least then I wouldn't have had to deal with it!"

"I can look after myself, Lexi! I've been a hunter for a long time. I've managed to survive without you 'looking out' for me!"

"Barely! You told me all the shit you and your brother have been through, I'm surprised you're both still breathing, there's no way-"

Sam raised his hand to stop Lexi, but his face wasn't looking at the huntress. Instead, he was peeking into the study. At one of the tables sat Castiel, trenchcoat and all, staring down at something in his lap. Lexi was about to sass the Winchester into next week, but once she saw Cas, she made eye contact with Sam. A silent truce. 'Later. For now, let's deal with Cas.'

And so they went, once they got close enough to be heard, Sam cleared his throat in an attempt to get his attention, or at least let him know that he's not alone. Castiel didn't budge. Lexi then, at full volume, asked "That was a hell of a hunt! What's up, Cas?". She walked into the room with a swagger about her that implied that she was just entering the room.

In a split second, Cas's eyes shot up, wide as a deer's in the headlights. He stood straight up and left all the color from his face in the now empty chair. A few moments felt like decades to the hunters. Castiel finally broke the silence by shoving a small something into his trench coat pocket and murmuring something along the lines of, "I'll be in my room,"

When Castiel vanished into the hallway, he left behind two very confused hunters.
"I'll go check on him," Sam said, but was stopped by Lexi.

"Nah. You go see where your brother's gone off too. I got it."

Sam shrugged and left the bunker as Lexi strolled down the hall towards Castiel's room.

Lexi wasn't sure what to expect. More angel juice? Existential crisis? Too much peanut butter, not enough jelly? The angel was pretty vulnerable to the weight of the world. Of all the things she had guessed, Lexi was definitely not expecting to see Castiel, angel of the lord, closely inspecting a golden ring.