Sioux Falls and A Few Beers Later

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It had been nearly three weeks since I first met Balthazar, Castiel, Dean and Sam. I would love to say that right after that first case I met Bobby Singer but nooooo. We have to go around the country to hunt. We are currently on our way to Bobby's. The stereo is blaring insanely loud. Sam is riding shotgun with Apollo on his lap. Dean is staring daggers at Apollo. Dean is staring Daggers at Sam. Sam is awkwardly petting Apollo. Apollo is purring. Dean is focusing on the road. Dean is staring daggers at me in the rearview mirror. I am resting my feet between Sam and Dean. Dean is swearing and calling me every name on the face of the planet. Sorry I forgot to tell you that the stereo is blaring Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.

I should ask Balthazar for some enochian swear words.

These past few weeks have been fun. For me. They have been hell for Dean and interesting for Sam. Now Dean can't say that he has never slept in an igloo. Sam loved it. I told him that I had never slept in an igloo. There is a first for everything of course. The only thing Dean did enjoy was when I brought him to a pie eating contest. Of course Dean ate too much pie and was sick to his stomach later that night. It has been nearly two weeks since that contest and Dean hasn't touched pie since.

I wiggled my shoes in circles before properly sitting in my seat. "How long?"

"A few more hours."

I played sodoku as the car drove and never stopped. I barely had a chance to read a sign that said Sioux Falls. Only ten minutes of driving later did I hear Dean swear and pull over. He answered his phone then hung up. "Bobby said that some FBI agent was snooping around his yard again."

"What is his yard full of bodies?" I joked.

"Yes."

Dean pulled into an auto body shop. The yard was piled with old junk cars. I felt my eyes widen. Dean stopped, cut the engine and we all jumped out of the car. I began to stretch. It had been a really long drive. Obviously Sam and Dean travelled a lot because they were easily walking up to the door of a house. I followed behind them and peered around Sam. An older man opened the door and I saw a slight smile at the corners of his mouth before it disappeared as if I had imagined it. "Hello Boys. Been a while."

He opened the door wider and I followed Sam and Dean inside. Bobby spotted me hiding behind Sam so I stepped forward extending a hand. "Hi I'm Kaylee. Nice to meet you."

Bobby nodded and looked at Sam and Dean for an explanation. Dean smirked. "I found her at the side of the road." I rolled my eyes and was grateful for Sam explaining my situation. Bobby handed the three of us a beer. I hesitated before taking the bottle and opening it. Bobby, Dean and Sam took a swig of the beer and sat down in Bobby's living room. Sam and Dean were on the couch and Bobby on a chair behind a desk piled high with papers and books. I sat down on the floor still holding my open beer. Should I drink it? I am underage but.... I took a sip of the beer and decided Beer was horrible. I drank it anyways. The focus was on me and I realized someone must have said something to me. "Ummmm sorry?"

Dean shook his head when I asked if I had been asked a question. Bobby repeated his question. "I asked if anyone would be looking for you from your universe." I shook my head and told them him the story from my point of view. "I had just turned eighteen and ran away from home. Balthazar caught me and tried to dance with me but I ran away and then Castiel tried to stab me and then I ran away again and then I found Dean and then Castiel tried to kill me again and this time Dean stopped him-"

Bobby stopped me before I could continue. "Sorry." I said then summed it up. "Apparently I am powerful and people want to kill me. My mother was an angel but I think she is dead now. I don't have a fancy sword and I am tired. Oh and I have a cat."

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I was sleeping upstairs when I heard something downstairs. I wiggled out of the bed in Bobby's guest room and stepped softly downstairs. Sam and Dean were asleep in the living room. I stepped around their sleeping forms. Someone was in the kitchen. I opened the door and peeked in. I turned on the light and gasped. "Castiel?"

Castiel turned around to face me. I still couldn't forget the first time we met. Again the scene flashed in my head. I felt myself walking toward him. He backed against a wall. I stared into his eyes and spoke smoothly. "Why are you here?"

"I was supposed to kill you. Now it is too late." He said with his deep voice before disappearing.

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