Superwholock: The Upbringing (Moved To Different Account)

Chapter 3: Flight Problems

Dean's POV
"But why?! Why would she go to her old house when she swore she would never go there in the first place?" asked Sam. I became still as a rock and couldn't breathe.

What happened to her? Is she in trouble? Is she hurt? What if she's dead? No. I swore no harm would come to her. No matter what!

While Sam and Cas were going through theories of why Asyria went back home, I walked to the car started the engine, and yelled, "Sammy! Cas! Get in the car!".

"Whoa! Wait just a minute! Where are we going?!", "Where do you think? We're going to go find her!". Cas looked surprised that I was so desperate to find Asyria.

"Dean you do remember the promise you had to do with Asyria. Correct? " asked Cas. At the mention of that memory, I sighed and stopped the engine. I remembered the promise I made with Asyria. But at the time... it wasn't exactly my choice.

After the fight with Lucifer, I looked around only to find Asyria's motorcycle gone. That's when my heart deflated. First my brother's gone... Now Asyria too?! I looked at Cas who was somehow back to normal and was holding something in his hand. A letter. I got up and grabbed the letter from Cas's hands. Cas was speaking to me, but I wasn't paying attention to what he was saying, I was too busy reading the letter.

Dearest Sam, Cas, and Dean,

By the time you are reading this, I would be far away from where you are. Don't try to find me. If you do, you're going to get hurt or worse. I already got many people killed. I don't want any of you to be next. Especially you Dean. I wouldn't forgive myself if anything happened to any of you. So please promise me that you won't make any attempts to track me down. It's for your own safety. I'm sorry.

Wishing the best,

AD

That was the last I ever heard of Asyria since then. After that, I began to have nightmares about her getting injured or worse. Just thinking about anything bad happening to her tore me apart. I wouldn't speak for days on end, I tried to call her, even going to her old hideout, aka shack. Whenever they picked up a trail, it would seem to disappear. After a while with no leads, the search was canceled and I settled down with Lisa and Ben.

"Yes. I remember. But that was four years ago! Now she's in trouble and she might need our help! I won't risk losing her. Not again," I argued. Cas looked at me with the same look he gave when she left.

"Alright. I will meet you at the airport. See you soon Dean.". I sighed and replied, "Yeah, later Cas.". And in a flash, Cas left.

"Alright Sammy lets go!" I yelled, starting the engine again. Sam ran to the mustang and slammed the door shut as he went inside the car.

Sam, without looking away from the road ahead of us, asked, "Are you sure? Cause even if we find her, she might not even want to speak to us". I looked at Sam with the most serious look I've made in a long time.

"I'm sure.".

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At the Airport...

"Hey Sam! Lets go! Our plane's gonna leave soon!" I shouted. Sam sighed and ran after me so that he could catch up to his big bro.

By the time he caught up with me, they were already in front of the line. An assistant was up in the front took the our passes and asked, "Who proposed to who?". I was about to cuss out at her but Sam cut in and said, "Sorry but, we're brothers ma'am" said Sam. The assistant apologized and let us pass.

"Why do people always think that we're a freakin' couple!!! It's annoying as hell!!!" I grumbled. Sam shrugged his shoulders and took his seat. I began to mutter, still pissed off at the assistant, hastily put on my seat belt and held a tight grip on the arm rest.

"So you are scared to do this! Why didn't you say something? We're gonna be on this plane for 13 hours." said Sam. I insisted that I'll will be fine and Sam, knowing that if he pushed the subject further it will get worse, decided to let it be.

"Hello Dean.", "WHAT THE-??!! Quit sneaking up on me Cas!!! How many times do I have to tell you?!" I yelled. Sam doubled over and tried his hardest to muffle the sound with his hand, which only made it louder.

"Excuse me sir. But can you please keep it down? It will only disturb the other passengers." said an assistant. Sam apologized and the woman left, leaving a folded piece of paper behind. Curious, I got the paper and unfolded it, to reveal the assistant's phone number.

"Look at that! You two only talk to each other once and you already have a date!", "Shut up Dean. I'm not interested.", "You sure?", "Yes!". In defeat, I put my hands up, chuckling.

Sometimes Sam was the one who made the most jokes and there are times that he was the most serious man alive that couldn't understand a single one. We may be brothers, but sometimes we just can't understand each other.

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11 hours later...

"Dude Dean, wake up!" Sam whispered. I grunted as I adjusted the position I currently was in and asked, "What do you want now?", "Look at the seat next to you." said Sam. I was confused at what he just said, but I turned to my right... to find a sleeping Cas holding a stuffed bee toy close to his chest.

"What the?! When did that happen?!" I whispered. Sam, trying his hardest to not explode into laughter, shrugged his shoulders and said, "I have no idea.". Before we knew it, we started to laugh very hard as they looked at Cas's sleeping form. Maybe this flight won't be so bad after all... Or so we thought.
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2 hours later...

"Good morning folks! We are going to land in London in 30 minutes. So please fasten your seat belts and turn off all electronics for the remainder of the trip. Happy travels!", said the captain.

"Bout time! Stupid plane!" I murmured. I fastened my seat belt tight, just to take precautions, and gripped onto the arm rests, to the point my knuckles turned white.

"Well, aren't you excited to get off the plane.". I didn't recognise the voice, but I asked, "Who's that?". I looked behind me to find a man wearing black sweats and hoodie.

"What's your name?", "Mr. Saxon. Yours?", "Dean.". We reached over my seat to shake hands. Mr. Saxon grinned and said, "That confirms it then.". I chuckled, "It confirms what?".

"That I'm on the right plane.". Confused by what he meant, I turned around to ask him, but found that the man was out of his seat, walking to the front of the plane.

"Sammy, wake up!" I whispered, jabbing him in the stomach with his elbow.

"Ow! What was that for?!" Sam whispered, annoyed that he was woken up from a really good dream, which was about god knows what. Right when Dean was about to explain, a loud noise was heard from the front of the plane.

"What was that?" Sam asked. I began to get worried and started to get up from my seat. Which was my big mistake.

Right when I let go of the arm rest, the front of the plane exploded causing a worm hole, sucking out every single passenger on the plane.

Cas, woken up by the explosion, reached out for me and Sam's hands so he can get us to safety. Cas successfully got a grip on Sam and tried to reach for me. I tried my hardest to not let go of the seat, but felt my fingers slip one by one. Right I felt Cas touch my fingers, my grip faltered and flew right out of the plane.

"DEAN!!!!!".