Two weeks after my adventure to Heaven, I was still trying to figure out who Joshua was warning me about. I assumed it could be David and Kyle, but when I brought it up to Castiel, he told me he was keeping an eye on them, and they weren't even hunting anymore. He told me the likely hood of the threat being either of them was very slim, slim enough so I shouldn't consider it.
So I watched our group carefully, trying to observe my group of friends as discretely as possible.
The hunters continued to search for answers, but the creature appeared to have disappeared, no longer intrested in Dean. I had hoped that was the case, but Castiel said it wasn't finished, it was just waiting until the attention on it drew back.
And so we waited, trying to go on normally. Sam continued to see Charlotte, Luke and Mason continued to practically live at my condo, Dean and I were happy together, and Aaron and Michael began to hang around us more often. We spent a lot of time either at mine and Sam's condo or at Peter's house, as a group.
One day, while we were at Peter's house, I asked James if he had found any places to live.
"There's a few places I found that I kind of like, but nothing that I love, you know?" he replied.
I nodded, understanding how he felt. Before Ashley and I had found the condo I live in now, looking for places was a nightmare. "Yeah, I know. Good luck on finding a place, I hope you find one soon."
"Thanks," he smiled, drinking water from the cup he had in his hands.
I was outside in Peter's patio, along with Michael, Luke, James, and Sam. The five of us were enjoying the day, it was cloudy out, but not raining- my favorite type of weather.
"We've got a problem," Dean said, coming out into the patio.
"What is it?" Luke asked.
Dean held up a small walkie-talkie looking item, and turned the volume on it up.
"The theater is full of bodies, we need as many responders as possible." a voice said.
"What happened?" Sam asked.
"Looks like this bastard's back at it." Dean grumbled.
"What happened, though?" I asked, standing up.
He sighed. "I don't know all the details. We just heard that there's a theater full of dead people, and its signature on the movie screen."
"Okay, what are we waiting for? Let's go." Michael stood up, entering the house before anyone could say anything else.
Luke and I began to enter the house, but Dean stopped us. "Are we really taking everyone? It could be suspicious." he looked directly at me.
"Are you serious?" Sam asked, disbelief in his voice. He stood up from the chair he still sat in, walking over to his brother.
"We need her, Dean," Luke scoffed. "She's better at this then most of us are."
Dean shook his head. "I just don't think-"
"Dean," I said, cutting him off. "I'm going."
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ANONYMOUS P.O.V.
"I fucked up! I'm sorry!" I screamed, seemingly for the billionth time in the past ten minutes.
"You better be!" he shot back. "If you screwed this up for us, so help me God, I will-"
"You'll what? Kill me?" I laughed. "Please, you and I both know if you try anything on me, I could kill you in a second."
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Fanfiction"I promised I'd keep you safe." "You can't protect me from everything." /// i started editing this story and in the process fell out of the supernatural fandom. i republished it after being asked by multiple readers, but will not be editing anything...