I have been stuck at Bobby's for a week now. They wouldn't let me leave until i was all healed up. I made my way down towards the kitchen to make myself some coffee. I grabbed a mug from the table and washed it out before putting my coffee in it. The Winchester's were nice. Sam seemed like he really cared that i got better, while Dean tried flirting with me constantly, not that i minded. I looked up from my coffee and saw Dean coming into the kitchen. He walked over and got some coffee as well.
"Morning." i say.
"Morning." he says sleepily.
"I'm going to go practice, wanna come with?" i ask him.
"Sure." we set our mugs down and head outside. I grab my pistol and start shooting the target. I look down at it. Perfect bullseye. I look over at Dean who was staring at me.
"You know we came out here to practice, not for you to stare at my ass." i tell him.
"Well i don't need practice." he says.
"Oh really? How about we have a wrestling match?" i ask.
"Ok just don't come crying to me when you get your ass kicked." He said.
"Oh i won't."
We start circling each other before he lunges at me. I take a step to the right. He falls on his face. He gets up and brushes himself off before pinning me to the ground. I smile sweetly at him. I feel his hands loosing his hold on me. I kick him in the groin and flip him over so that i am pinning him to the ground with his hands above his head. He struggles before giving up.
"I win." i say. I get off him and help him up.
"Wow Dean, you got your ass handed to you by a girl." Sam said apparently having watched us.
"Shut up Sam." he says. We all go back inside.
"Where did you learn to fight like that?" Sam asked me.
"I taught myself. After i got attacked on a hunt i pinned down the shifter i was hunting and he distracted me and then the next thing i knew was that i was being pinned down. So i learned not to let anything distract me." i say taking a beer out of the fridge and opening it.
"Wow so how did you distract Dean?" Bobby asked now coming into the room.
"Nothing, i just knew he could stop looking at me." i say with a smile.
"I'm going out." Dean said with a huff.
"Aw he's just mad i kicked his ass." i say with a laugh.
Dean was gone for and hour. When he came back he was holding some pie. He set it down on the table. I was laying on the floor. I rather lay on the floor than on a couch, it helps me think better. I jumped up as soon as Sam walked into the room from the shower. I ran in there and locked the door. I stripped down and got in. The hot water felt really good on my skin. After i had finished up my shower i got out and wrapped a towel around myself. I realized i forgot to grab my clothes. I made sure the towel was tightly wrapped around me, i opened the door and walked down the hall towards the sitting room where my duffel was. When i got there, i realized that there was a man with a trenchcoat on here talking to Dean. He had the bluest eyes i had ever seen.
"Erm, am i interrupting something?" i ask. Dean turns around.
"No. PJ this is Cas, he is a friend." he said.
"Hello Cas, i'm PJ." i say extending my hand out towards him.
He stands there for a second before taking it. "You do know you have nothing on?" He asked.
"Oh right. Sorry Cas." I say and start to pull out my shorts and tanktop out or my bag. "I'll be just a second." i run back to the bathroom. I pull on my clothes. I pull a brush through my messy hair, before i walk back out towards the sitting room.
"So Cas, What are you doing here if you don't mind me asking." i say.
"Well i was helping Sam and Dean out with a case." he says.
"I'm sorry, how do you know them?"
"I pulled Dean from Hell."
"Oh so you are a demon? Which is fine you know."
"No i am an Angel of the Lord."
I turn to Dean. "You guys have an Angel on a leash and you never told me?" i say
"Never came up."
"Well that's pretty cool. Although i kinda always figured if angels did exist they would look i don't know less like a tax accountant." i say.
"Well this is just my vessel. My true form is approximately the size or your Chrysler Building." Cas said.
"Wow. aren't you just one braggy angel." i say. "Well Dean, Cas nice meeting ya, but i'm heading out. Tell Sam i say bye." i grab my bag and head out towards my car. I throw my bag in the trunk and get into the front. I drive off from Bobby's.
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Hope Isn't Far Away
FanfictionPJ Collins was your average hunter. She ran into the Winchesters at Bobby's. After her visit she is bids them farewell. Two weeks later she runs into them again on a hunt. They decide to work together and find out they do pretty well together, so sh...
