Tainted Grace |Castiel

Chapter 23

After the diner, they all piled into Dean's Impala. Dean, of course, drove while Crowley was in the passenger side, much to her dismay. Natalia glared at Crowley's balding head as they drove to meet Sam.

When they did get there, the location made the Leviathan confused. There were in an area with many big and long cars, instead of houses. Dean informed her they were called Trailer Parks, but this did nothing to clear her confusion up.

Once Sam was in view, the older Winchester stopped the car and turned to look at them. "I got this." And so, he left, leaving the King of Hell and a Leviathan in his car.

Natalia ignored the conversation the brothers shared, not particularly interested in eavesdropping today. Instead she sighed and slouched down in the seat, her legs spread open to get more comfortable.

"Well that's not very lady like of you," Crowley said while looking out the window.

Natalia's response was kicking the back of his seat. She only got a chuckle a chuckle from him.

The brothers kept on talking, and it began to grow tiresome. The car was lovely, but very confining, so she stepped out of the car to stretch her legs. Crowley followed her actions, but instead stood silently and stared at the brothers.

"Creep," Talia mumbled.

Looking around, Talia spotted a small animal in a nearby tree. Being the curious person she was, Nat left the group and went up to the animal.

It was a tiny and colorful thing. It was the color of blood with a black face and soft wings. Slowly, she inched her hand towards the animal, or bird, to stroke it. Instead of petting it, the bird bit her hand and started to fly away. Nat jumped back in protest and grabbed the bird mid flight.

"You little piece of shit," she yelled, and then broke its neck. Not finding any more interest with it, she dropped it to the ground carelessly and walked back to the others, seeing them ready to go.

Crowley disappeared at some point, which made her smile in relief. Dean was already on the car and was waiting for the woman to get in. "Come on Nat, we don't have all day." Said woman waved by to sam and then got into the passenger seat. Dean drove off without a word, the car kicking dust behind them.

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They didn't arrive to their destination till later on that night. They made only one stop on the way, and that was because Natalia had to pee so bad her "bladder was about to explode".

They both got out of the car and Dean walked towards the back where the trunk was. Sam, who just arrived too, looked at Nat and nodded to her. She smiled back.

The brothers started to talk about the location of Metatron, and how he made the homeless people thing he was "some kind of jesus or something" as Sam put it.

"You good?" Sam asked with concern. The unsteadiness was back in Dean's eyes as he gripped the blade like a lifeline.

"Yeah, i'm good," there was a pause, and then Dean spoke again. "Listen, Sammy, about, um, you know, the last couple of months-"

"I know. So before we find something else to fight about... tell me. Are you ready to gut this bitch?"

Before Sam knew what was happening, Natalia stepped up to the tall Winchester and punched him right in the face. He fell right into the gravel, knocked unconscious. On the ride there Dean told Nat about his plan, and she agreed to knock out Sam. She cared about him, and didn't want to see him hurt. It was for the best, or at least that's what she's been telling herself.