"Sam!"
Dean's call rang throughout the hotel room as he slammed the door. "Did you find him?"
"There's only so many omens out there, Dean. I can't find them all. Maybe if you actually helped with the research instead of moaning over your lost boyfriend-"
Dean slammed Sam's laptop shut. "For the last time, Sam, I'm not gay!"
"Tell that to your face" Sam smirked, remarking on Dean's bright red complexion.
"Just-did you find anything?"
"Not really... but-"
"But what?"
Sam sighed as he opened his laptop. "So get this; I'm looking up where these omens are happening, right? And as I'm looking, there's one place where they all seem to happen. Right here." He pointed to a map on the screen.
"Is that-"
"-the desert." Said Sam.
"Night Vale, to be exact." Said Cas.
Dean and Sam turned around and stared at the angel. "Hello Dean." Cas said. "How are yo-". He was cut off by Dean, who punched him in the face.
"You show up here-after WEEKS- without so much as a phone call- and all your feathery ass can say- is 'Hello Dean'"?
"I know I deserve that." Said Cas, wiping off blood with his trenchcoat, "but there was a good reason for my disappearance."
"You better hope there is" said Dean.
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FanfictionDean and Sam have seen everything: ghosts, demons, the devil, Bobby. So when they have to go help Cas investigate the desert town of Night Vale, they think it's just an everyday job. Until they turn on their radio... My first fanfiction, "Welcome...
