Fallen- Castiel Fanfiction

63- Team free will 2.0

Madison's POV

Jack found a case all on his own, and was finally able to move the pencil. The case was about zombies in Dodger City, which of course had Dean excited. He's a huge geek when it comes to cowboys and such.

When we got in the room, he kept pointing out all the pictures and explaining them.

"He really likes cowboys," Jack said to Castiel.

"Yes, yes he does," Cas sighed. Dean and Sam headed into the next room, while the three of us stayed in here.

"You can take the couch if you guys want. I don't sleep much," Jack told us.

"I don't sleep at all," Cas said and I looked at him in concern. I held his hand in mine and he smiled weakly.

I hope Cas will be okay...
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I fell asleep on the couch, but was slightly woken up by Jack and Cas talking. I decided to just rest my eyes and listen in.

"And then there were these angels and they tried to kill me, but I thought angels were supposed to be good?"

"Well, in heaven, goods a relative term"

"What's it like? Heaven?"

"Well, it depends"

"It's nice?"

"It can be"

"That's good. My mother's in heaven"

"Yeah, I know she is. Kelli, she was a very brave woman"

"She left me a message. She told me I had two angels watching over me"

"Oh Jack, I'm so sorry I should've been here for you"

"No, it's okay I just... I understand why she trusted you. Why I trusted you"

"You remember that?"

"I remember feeling safe"

"Jack, your mother. She believed you would do amazing things. She said that you would change the world for the better. And now, looking at you, talking to you. I know that she was right. Kelli would be so proud of you"
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So, Jack made a mistake of waking Dean up, and now he's moody.

"I told you, he's an angry sleeper. Like a bear. Him and Madison have that in common," he whispered the last part and I threw a pillow at him.

"I can hear you know," I giggled and he smiled.

"Okay, Jack and I will go hit the graveyard. You, Madison, and Cas will go to the crime scene"

Later that day, we pulled up to the crime scene and I giggled a little.

"These dodger cops won't likely trust big city cops so we gotta blend in," Dean said.

"That's why you're making me wear this absurd hat," Cas sassed.

"I think It's a good look for you, babe," he looked at me in annoyance and I winked.

We met back at the hotel with Sam and Jack, and found out it's a ghoul.

"Can I just say I'm tired of fighting things that look like other things?" Dean said opening his beer.

"Agreed," I said. Jack went through the cams and we zoomed in on the driver and Dean recognized it was some outlaw named Dave Mathews.

"He was one of the greatest gun fighters... ever. I mean he died in 1896, which makes this a little weird, but I'm gonna get my boots on"

"So our ghoul ate some old west gunfighter and stole his face?" Dean asked as he walked in with a gun.

"That's what it looks like"

"I think I've seen him before. There was a picture at the mortuary.... he's Athena's boyfriend"
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We surrounded him outside the bank.

"Let's make it three, four... five hunters! It must be my birthday!"

"Look why don't you come with us someplace else. We can do this quick and quiet," Sam said.

The ghoul whipped out his gun and started firing. Sam shot back, and a bullet was fired in my direction and Cas tackled me to cover. I laid on the ground and looked up at him and smiled.

"My guardian angel," I said. I got up and we turned to Jack.

"Stay here," Cas told him but he refused. "No, no, Jack!"

Jack walked out into the open.

"Hey!"

The ghoul shot at him twice, and it had no effect on him. Jack smiled and looked up at him.

"The hell," the gunman muttered as jack stuck his hand out and sent him and the guard flying back. The guard hit is head on the pole and went down, while the ghoul went off.

"No!" Jack yelled and ran towards him.

"C-Cas I didn't mean to. Y-you have to heal him," he said as the guards head laid bleeding on the ground. Cas bent down and put his fingers to his forehead.

"I can't," Cas said and Jack looked so confused.

"Why not?"

"He's dead"
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