A few days later. In a park.
Dean was lying on a picnic table.
I walked over to him and sat down on the bench.
Sam walked overt to us " So, what, Cas is human? "
Dean sat up " Ish. I mean, he's got no Grace, no wings, no... harp, whatever the hell else he had. "
Sam" Okay. Where'd he crash-land? "
Dean"Called me from a pay phone from Longmont, Colorado. I told him just to make for the bunker. "
Sam" Well, you think he can handle a road trip like that? "
Dean"Well, Cas is a big boy. Things go Breaking Bad, he knows our number. Right now we got bigger worries. "
Sam"The fallen angels?"
Dean" Yeah. I mean, thanks to Metatron, we now have a couple of thousand confused loose nukes walking around down here. "
Sam" What do you think they're gonna do? "
Dean shook his head "I got no damn clue. "
Sam"What about Crowley? You, uh... "
He drove a finger across his throat.
Dean" I would've loved nothing better than to ice that limey bitch. But then I thought to myself, what would Sam Winchester do? "
Sam "I'd've stabbed him in the brain. "
I nodded.
Dean" Oh.Well, I figured the King of Hell might know a few things, so why not Zero Dark Thirty his ass? "
We got off the table and went to the car.
Sam froze confused "Wait, so Crowley is... alive? "
Dean opened the Impala's trunk to reveal Crowley who was tied together in there with a devil's trap on the inside of the trunk to keep him in there.
Dean joked "Oh yeah. He's the junk in my trunk. "
Sam nodded, impressed " Huh. "
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Being Alone (D. Winchester)
FanfictionBook 2 It's been a year since The Judgment Day. A lot has changed since then. Sam's trapped in the cage with Lucifer and Michael and nothing's been the same since that day. And of course, a lot has changed between Dean and Elena. Are they gonna...