Huntress

Part 10: Patience

Sat at the table, lent back in your chair with your arms folded across your chest you pondered over the countless articles and documents Castiel had placed on the board. Uncle Dean stood in front of them, running a hand over his chin, while you scrolled through Google looking for more clues.

Your Dad walked in, surprised to see you awake. But, he didn't question it and sat down next to you. "Sleep okay?" He asked, nudging you affectionately.
You nodded, adding a quiet "Yeah."

"Got anything?" Your Dad asked, reluctantly tearing his attention away from you.
"Nope, I just don't get how a chick can disappear...?"
"I think that's what Cas was trying to find out." Your Dad chuckled, subtly peering over your shoulder to read what was on your screen.
"Oh uh, Mom called." Uncle Dean turned so his back was facing Cas' research and sat down opposite the pair of you. "Said there was a Shifter case and she'd "got it" apparently". He waved speech marks with his fingers as he spoke.
"Well, if she's got it chances are she's got it. Mom's good you know."
"She got back into it kinda quick don't you think?" Uncle Dean sighed. You considered saying something witty, but decided against it and continued to watch them bicker.

"You still pissed about Cas?" Your Dad wondered, regretting the words as he spoke.

"Yeah okay, because when I hear cosmic consequences my first thought isn't exactly rainbows. I'm just wondering if he did the right thing."

You looked up for the first time "He did." Uncle Dean looked a little taken back at your input.
"I did." Castiel's voice filled the room. "But more importantly, I've found something."

"Got a lead on Kelly?" Your Dad wondered, relaxing in his stance.

"No. This is much more personal. Benjamin called out for help last night-"
"Good old angel radio." Uncle Dean scoffed, earning a glare from you.

"-He was begging for help. I need to make sure he's okay." Cas finished, ignoring Uncle Dean's remark.

"Okay," Your Dad rose from his chair "We'll help."
"All of you?" Castiel aimed his question at Uncle Dean despite his choice of words.
"Yep," You spoke for everyone "All three of us. Whether we like it or not." You smiled sweetly at Uncle Dean, your expression full of satire.

The car journey was tense. Castiel sat in the back with you and Uncle Dean didn't put his usual rock music on through the speakers. If anything, you were grateful to be able to listen to headphones without them on full volume, however you only had one in as not to miss anything interesting in conversation. Not that there was much of that going on at the time.

"Okay, can we please skip the silent treatment it's getting ridiculous!?" Dad sighed, looking back and forth between the pair of three year olds in the car. Both of which said nothing.
"We're gonna need a plan, any information would be nice."
"Benjamin was careful, this is strange for them to be in need."
"I guess they wouldn't make  stupid choices with cosmic consequences huh?" Uncle Dean looked back and you'd just about had enough.
"ROAD." You ordered, kicking the back of his chair.
He flinched, not having heard you shout before and cleared his throat, looking back on the road. "Don't kick my Baby." He frowned.
"Then keep your eyes on the road, funnily enough dying isn't on the calendar for today." You sassed.
Your Dad chuckled "I knew there was a reason I let you come."

You sat in the car, unfortunately still too young to pass as an FBI agent. Instead, you put in both headphones and waited, loading and unloading your gun.
When they came back out Cas was ahead, your Dad and Uncle following on behind like dogs.
You swallowed, moving up so Cas could get in your side. He did, nodding as a small thank you but not speaking a word. "What's happening?" You asked, fed up of no one clarifying anything.
"I know of an Angel who can help, Ishim. I'm meeting him. Alone."