The Listener (Superntural)

Chapter 23

"Okay, come on. Just get it off already." I said as I had my arm on a table. Dean was standing there with a saw.

"It's not gonn hurt. I'm just taking it off." He told me.

"Yeah, but I'm not sure if I really trust that I'll live from this operation." I told him with a smile. Sam was standing close to me and he put his hands on my shoulders.

"He'll be fine." Sam then nodded to Dean and I looked away. I could feel the vibrations of his getting the cast off. It was nerve wracking as he cut it off. Then I felt air hit my skin. I looked at my arm and Dean started to take the cast off of my arm.

"There. See? I told you that it would all be okay. He told me. Then he patted my head as he took the two peices out of the bunker. I looked at my arm and I knew that I had to wash it. I grabbed my crutch and went to the sink quickly. I rinsed it off and Sam was laughing.

"Was it not okay?" He asked from the door way.

"That was gross." I said as I started to later the soap on where the cast was. He laughed a little more, then I heard castiel come in the room.

"Somone has taken your angel out of heaven." He told me. I stopped and looked at him.

"Is he still alive?" I asked Castiel.

"Yes, someone just took him out. So we have time to do something." I turned to water off and looked at him better.

"Are you serious? Someone just busted him out of there and now my angel is beaten up and somewhere out there? Who would let him out?" I asked all of these questions too fast for the angel. He stopped me and walked out of the room. Sam had heard the whole thing. We walked out and I knew that he was going to tell me more.

"Your angel was set free by someone who had power. He might be injured and he might be looking for you. He shouldn't find you, because he might lead the others to you." Castiel explained. I nodded my head as I leaned against a table. Dean had walked in on that last sentence.

"Who will find who?" He asked.

"My angel. Someone let him go. He's out there and Cas thinks that he is going to come looking for me." I told Dean he nodded his head and looked around the room.

"So are we going to find him first?" Dean finally asked.

"I think that we have to. It's the least that I could do for him. He probably won't want to go back to heaven anyways." I told them.

"What about your leg?" Sam asked. I looked at him and I had forgotten about it.

"We need to have a plan for that." Sam added.

"I'll do what I can to get her back here." Castiel said. We alll looked at him. tHat was really the first time that he had ever suggested leaving the brothers for me. I smiled at him a little and he looked like he knew he was doing the right thing.

"Alright. I guess we should pack up then." Dean then walked out of the room and Sam and I followed to our rown rooms.

It wasn't hard to pack my stuff up. I just threw a bunch of clothes in a bag with some medical supplies. I made sure that I had my gun, phone, and id's before I left my room. I ended up dragging the bag on my bad foot as I walked to the living quarters.

"Woah, let me get that." Sam said as he saw that my crutch had gotten caught in it. I was going to fix it myself, but he did it for me. I smiled at him as he picked it up. I walked with him to the front of the bunker. Castiel was waiting for us and Dean walked in.

"Are you okay?" Dean asked me. I looked at him and I nodded my head. He smiled and clapped his hands together.

"I guess we should get going. Do we have any idea where he could be?" Dean looked to Castiel for this answer. Castiel looked at me and tilted his head a little.