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"What the hell guys?" I looked stunned and I knew it but I didn't care "You just shot a dude!!" I almost yelled until Sam gave me his death glare.

"No we didn't shoot him and he wasn't a dude, he was a demon and we just tied him up... someone else can deal with him." Dean looked at Sam then to me with a glint of lust in his eyes. I bowed my head so my long blond hair would cover his stair from mine.

"Hey!! I've been ha at the pub..." someone said who had appeared out of no where right next to Sam. He had on a long cream work trench coat on, it looked as though it had seen better days.

"Cas! What have we said!? No drinking especially for you. Any news?" Dean said not even fazed by this mysteries good looking man called Cas...

"Shhht... need to go back to the motel I need to go peepee." whispered Cas slightly staggering from where he was standing to Deans impala.

"Fine but am driving." Dean snapped at Cas and Sam.

!Hey Sam guess what..?" I asked getting ready to run like mad.

"What?" He looked down at me from above and through his eye lashes.

"I CALL SHOTGUN!!" I screamed as I gracefully slid over the bonnet of the car and slipped in through the open car window.

"Well that was unnes- " Sam started.

"Wow..." Dean almost drooled.

We got back to the motel around quarter to ten with a lot of drink in between Cas and Sam. Sam kept slapping Cas's hand away from the alcohol.

"Well this is gonna be fun..." said Dean sarcastically rolling his eyes.

"What do you mean?" I asked winkingl

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