So this is Chapter three and from the title Cas is coming out! Including Cas? I guess this Cas knows Deana and Samantha! Wonder what happens when Cas and Cas meet? ;)
Chapter 3
I was sitting on the edge of a fishing deck, my feet lightly touching the water.
"Hello Deana." A woman's voice greeted from behind.
I turned around and was startled to see--- Cas.
"Cas--Don't--do that!" I said startled.
"Forgive me." She replied stiffly.
"What are you doing in my dream, Cas?" I asked turning back around staring into the lake.
"Dean Winchester." She replied. Okay, some reply, I pushed myself to my feet and turned to face Cas who was inches away from me.
"Cas, we talked about this--" I said looking down. She nodded and took three steps back. I pulled my shoes on, even though its just a dream, and Cas and I walked around the lake.
"So, what were you going to say about Dean?" I asked as I kicked pebbles and rocks into the water.
"Ah, yes, Dean Winchester. You must stay by his side." She replied looking out into the lake.
"What, why?" I asked quizzical, a raised eyebrow was all that I could do, but she didn't reply. She looked away from the lake and began walking, I followed after her. I sighed heavily, as I looked at her, well, more like glared at her. Silence floated between us, but I wanted to break it.
"You know Cas you should watch where you step, 'cause you can trip on your little angel wings." I snickered, knowing that it was the most stupidest joke that I've come up with yet.. Cas turned towards me and looked at me with a confused look on her face. My smile faded away and I just slapped her on the back.
"It's okay Cas." I said with a smile.
"Deana, you should wake up now. Dean is trying to wake you up." I looked around me then back at Cas and she was gone.
"Friggin' angels." I whispered.
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I woke up looking at the ceiling of the motel room. I slowly sat up to find Dean packing things into his duffle bag.
"Are you going somewhere?" I asked rubbing my tired eyes.
Dean looked up and gave me a smirk, "Well, we're going to the bunker. Don't worry you're coming to." Dean said as he zipped up his duffle bag. I looked around the room slowly regaining consciousness again, slowly. I grabbed my phone to find it was eight a.m. which is okay, at least it wasn't three or something then I would've kicked Dean in the butt. I got up groaning, cause I still wanted to sleep, while Dean just snickered at every step I took. I got into the bathroom, got out of my clothes, showered, grabbed clothes from my bag, then a towel, and dried my hair. I was ready in forty to fifty minutes.
We left about fifteen to thirty minutes later, Dean and I rode together in his Impala, while Sam and Sammie took mine. And yeah Sammie and I haven't kissed and made up yet. not kissing! I'm still working on that.
We drove until we reached what looked like an abandoned building. We all walked out of the cars and walked to a huge and I mean huge door. Dean pulled out a small box and slid the lid off to reveal some sort of key, I guess. The huge door opened, Dean and Sam moved to the side to let us go in first. I walked in first with Sammie following behind me. There was a stairway down a dark hall leading to a cat walk. I walked slowly, not really sure what to expect. I went on the catwalk to find 'the bat cave' I mean there was old looking panels the walls were made of cement and there was what looked like a library on the other side of the room.
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Supernatural: Deana and Samantha
FanfictionI'm Deana Wesson. And my sister, Sammie, and I have been on the road hunting. Not bambi hunting, Supernatural hunting to be exact. That's right, ghosts, monsters, demons, the whole shebang! I've been hunting these bad boys since I was four. But, the...