(DISCONTINUED) When I'm With You.

Chapter Four: Being Alone Has Consequences.

You woke up a lot earlier the next morning. You'd remembered what the boys originally came to your place for, your mom. It was a dream you had last night, the same one you've been having for years, that reminded you.

It was around 5am and the sun had started rising, you'd been up for two hours; your dream not allowing you a decent sleep. You sat on the sofa with a blanket wrapped around your legs with your laptop on the coffee table next to you.
"Y/n," you heard the flapping of wings. "Oh, hey Cas."
"I thought you might be hungry so I got you a..doughnut."
"Oh thanks Cas." He handed you the doughnut and you placed it on the coffee table, nudging your laptop slightly but enough to make a screeching noise on the table.
"I'm up! I'm up!" Dean yelled while sitting up suddenly, eyes still closed. Sam slid out of bed and came to sit next to you on the sofa.
"Morning sunshine." You said as Sam got comfy, looking like he was gonna fall asleep again.
"Good morning Y/N." The boys said in unison.
The boys asked you what you've been doing and you told them that you had been up since 3, doing research on your mom.
"How you both feeling?" You asked, remembering the incident from yesterday.
Head still hurts, was all they said. You nodded and stood up, stretching as soon as you were off the sofa, yawning at the same time.
Dean started a conversation with Cas about 'god-knows-what' while Sam got out his laptop and did some research on the case you all originally came here for.

A couple hours had passed and you found a witness, someone who may have seen Crowley.

"Old woman, claims to have seen a demon," You started, not looking up from your screen.
"How do you know it's Crowley though?!" Dean said, trying to catch you out. You sighed in annoyance and continued to explain.
"This 'demon' was last seen in a suit with a red tie."
"Pfft, you got lucky." He spat. You rolled your eyes at Dean, as of he were an irritating child.
You gave the boys the address and told them to be nice with the old woman. 'Go easy on her' was basically what you had told them.

After they left, in their 'cop suits', you jumped onto one of the beds and landed face down. Within 20 minutes you dozed off and were fast asleep. Not a thing could wake you up.

DEANS POV

After interviewing the old woman we went back to the motel room. After opening the door, me and Sammy threw our bags to the side. The place seemed lifeless, which of course, seemed normal at first. But then we remembered Y/N.

"Y/N?" I thought maybe she was in the bathroom, or had gone to the store. Sammy checked the room and I went to the local grocery store, checked if they had seen her.

*BzZz BzZz*

I took my phone out my pocket and answered Sam.

"What's up, you got her?" I asked.
"No, she's not in the room and she hasn't been spotted leaving the place.
Dean somethings up!"
"Dude ain't that obvious?!"
"Dean, what do we do now?"
I stood still for a minute, my hand sliding down my face.
"I'll call Cas, see if he can help. You check security footage."
"Alright, see you later Dean."
"Bye."

After ending the call with Sammy, I called Cas. I asked him where he was and he didn't answer, instead he asked,
"What's up?" I sighed, knowing I wouldn't get anything out of him and now wasn't the time to try.
"It's Y/N."
"What about her?"
"She's gone missing." The other end was dead, silent. "Cas!"
"When did you last see her?"
"'Bout four hours ago."
"I'll be right there." Before I could slide my phone in my pocket, Cas popped up behind me. Sending me into a cussing fit.
"I'm sorry." Was all he said. He place his hand on my shoulder and appeared back at the motel room. I told him what Sam was doing and what happened when we got back from the interview.

No POV

"Great, this is just great." Cas' stern face was unsettling. Dean, however, was more focused on what his angel friend had said.

"Oh great, so the angel understands sarcasm now, huh?" Dean chuckled.

"This isn't the time, Dean." Sam stated. All three sighed, Cas' being the loudest. The Winchester's eyes fell on the angel.

"What?" Castiel questioned after realising the attention was on him. The boys shook their heads and sat down on the beds. "We have to find her."

"We know." The boys said in unison.

"Where could they have taken her, who are they?" Castiel said, walking back and forth in the room and looking only at the floor.

Sam stood up. "Guys, the only way for her to have left the motel and not go through any door.. an angel must have taken her,"

"Yeah," Dean said catching on. "With that flying and teleportation crap they do. No offence Cas,"

"None taken."

"All we gotta find out is who has her, then maybe we can figure out their motive." Sam says, deep in thought.

Both Sam and Dean took off in the impala to Bobby's place while Cas stayed behind back at the motel, just in case you came back or someone returned you.

Your POV

Your eyes gently fluttered open as you slowly began to gain consciousness. Your eyes fully opened but began to burn as a bright light shone above you. You groaned in pain after realising you weren't back in the motel and started to feel every inch of your body aching, as if someone had thrown a hell of a lot of kicks your way. By this time, you could also feel the ropes, tightly digging into your wrists and feet.

"Wakey wakey." A shadow appeared from the darkness but the light that was above you forced to to look away.

"What-what do you want?!" You whispered.

"Sweetie," The thing cooed. "I want...you." It smiled wickedly and swung its arm to your head, knocking you out almost straight away, making you loose consciousness again.