Don't Be

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I wake up to find the clock say 9:28.

I rub my eyes and sit up, Sam and Dean are putting their things away in their suit cases.

"Good morning!" Sam says, "There are donuts on the table if you'd like any."

I thank him, and Dean tells me we are headed back to the bunker today.

"What about the shifter?"

"I have a friend that will take care of it."

I nod and clean up around the hotel room, as well as grab my small backpack.

I get in the backseat of the Impala, and check the news on my phone.

I couldn't even find anything about me without searching the news app, so luckily I'm not national coverage worthy. I'm surprised my mom told the police at all, to be honest.

Sam eventually falls asleep, and it is just Dean and I.

He pulls the car onto the side of the abandoned road and signals me to exit with him.

Confused, I cooperated and we go on a walk down the side of the street. The sun is setting, causing an orange tinge to the world around me.

"Did your mom ever tell you how it went down that night?"

I swallow and nod.

"It was my fault. I let him down." He kicks a pebble onto the road.

"I, I wanted to try and make it better. Well, I couldn't make it better, but, I wanted to be there. I wanted to be there for you, and for your mom, and just make it not so difficult. But-but your mom, she told me to leave, and to not come back." He covers his face with his hand.

I feel a pit in my stomach.

"I sent letters to your old address. Birthday cards, Christmas. I don't think your mother ever gave them to you."

The pit manifests into a sunken feeling in my entire body. This poor man...

"I knew you guys were going to have a hard time with money. I sent checks and cash but she always sent them back. I didn't know what to do."

He stops and looks at me. Unable to say anything, I hug him. He always wanted the best for me.

"Kid, I'm so sorry."

"Don't be."

Eventually, we pull up to a location that resembles a secret apocalypse bunker. Sam opens the door and I am amazed by the walls of books.

We walk in to find a man with light eyes and dark hair sitting at the long table.

Dean sighs of relief, "Why the hell have you been ignoring us?"

I realize this man must be Cas.

Cas looks up at Dean glumly, "I lost my grace, Dean."

Dean sits across from him and puts his hands on Cas' shoulders.

"What happened?" He asks lightly.

"Demons. Three of them. They think you and your brother are up to something, and they tortured me for answers I did not possess."

Dean sighs, "I'm so sorry, Cas."

Cas smiles sadly, "I think I'll be fine."

Just then he notices me from across the room.

"Why do you have a young girl with you?" He looks back to Dean.

"Cas, this is Jade. She's staying with us for a few months until she can get her own place."

I smile and extend my hand to shake his, "Nice to meet you." I smile.

He smiles back.

"How do you know Dean and Sam?"

"Dean and my father were good friends."

He nods, and smiles. He has a sweet smile.

Sam shows me the room I'll be staying in. It's not fancy, but it has a bed, so I am happy. I place my clothes in the dresser and the rest of my toiletries I keep in my bag. I lay out the single blanket I brought from home on my bed. It has angels on it, they are playing on clouds. I smile at the site and sit on the floor with my back against the bed.

I sigh and pull my phone out of my pocket. My phone consists of practically nothing, no pictures nor social media apps or contacts. No spots to show the friends I should have nor any apps to show the adventures I should be going on. A blank slate, if you will.

I never expected to get here. I didn't plan on ever finding Dean, I didn't want his pity. All I ever wanted was answers, but it turns out the questions were false.

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