My Guiding Light

Chapter 22

Season: 4

Episode(s): It's the Great Pumpkin, Sam Winchester

Setting(s): N/A

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We arrive back to the motel after looking for Tracey, with no more progress on the case whatsoever. Though we do plan on going to the witches apartment tonight, hopefully before she manages to raise Samhain.

"She could be making the third sacrifice any time." Sam points out.

"Yes, thank you Sam" Dean replies snarkily while i reply with just as much snark "No shit."

"Trick or Treat." A kid wearing a pretty well put together astronaut costume says, stopping pretty much right at our feet. I step to the side to let Dean, the reson this kid will be disappointed, take the reigns.

"This is a motel." He very obviously points out. I roll my eyes. This is gonna go well.

"So?"

"So we dont have any candy." Dean says matter-of-factly

"No we have a tonne in the uh.." Sam says looking back at the car. I kick the side of his leg.

"We did but its gone." Dean says with a 'shut up or i hit you' tone. I cant tell if that was directed at me or him. Maybe both. Sam just gives him the 'dude' face.

"I want candy." The kid whines.

"Well, I think you've had enough." Dean states and i whack him in the back of the head. "Dean!" I hiss then look at the kid, pulling out my wallet. "Here, go buy yourself a candy bar. or whatever else you might want." I say, giving him a gentle smile and sending him on his way.

"Who are you!" I suddenly hear my twin yell and im then sprinting towards our motel door.

"Sam. Sam, wait, thats Castiel. The Angel." He says simply as i walk through the door, just in time to hear it.

"You!" I yell, causing the humans of the room to look at me as if ive gone crazy. "I have a fucking bone to pick with you, you dick." I spit, having to be held back by dean so i dont unload my gun onto his face.

He stands up to us face to face, im still glaring daggers into Castiel, not noticing the other person in the room as my brothers seem to have. Well i mean, obviously i know theres someone but im too hyper focused on the trenchcoated dickbag with wings to acknowledge the existence of the second. "Hello Sam," Cas says, briefly turning is attention to me. "Mia."

"Eat shit and die." I grumble to which he slightly tilts his head in confusion at my hostility. Im about to explain to him why the anger is there when Sam speaks up.

"Oh my god- er- uh- I didnt mean to- sorry... Its an honor. Really, i heard alot about you." Sam says, extending a hand to shake.

"He left me in the middle of nowhere without food and water for a week, Sam and you think its a privilage to be in his presence?" He ignores me. As per usual. Great.

"And I, you." Castiel says in that stupidly annoying gruff voice of his. God dammit i wanna jam a knife into his eyeball just to watch him squirm.

"Sam Winchester. The boy with the demon blood. Glad to hear youve ceased your extra-curricular activities."

"Hey! Nobody gets to criticise my twin but me." I say, jerking my arm from Dean's grasp but stay planted on the spot.

"Lets keep it that way." The second angel says, finally allowing my mind to focus on the fact that there are two winged freaks. Just because i can, i shoot a bullet right into the upper spine of the second angel. He doesnt even flinch the stupid holy bird. I get a bitch face from both brothers but i just shrug. I have a grudge.