(a/n I started writing this before season 9)
After the angels had fallen from heaven, Sam and Dean had tried to find Cas, but the past 6 months had turned up dick, zip, nothing. There wasn't any job to work at the moment, so they were enjoying the day off. Baby had taken a bit of a beating on their last job and needed a tune up as well, so they had parked in an open field with forests surrounding it. The repairs and tune up had taken up most of the day, so Dean and Sam were sitting on the hood, sharing the slience and a couple beers.
Dean broke the it with a cough.
"It'd been a slow month, huh. I'm going crazy just sitting here. We need to find some job. I don't care if it's chasing naked fairies or hunting down big foot, I'm going stir crazy just sitting here."
Sam sighed "Well, you have been so busy trying to track down Cas, you have ignored every single job we have been across."
Before Dean could say that he wasn't just focused on finding Cas, damnit, the field they were parked in exploded with light. The light was a blinding white-bluish hue and expanded for a moment, engulfing the Winchester brothers, before vanishing, taking the brothers with.
