The Angel and The Righteous Man {Destiel- DeanxCastiel}

Chapter 26: Outbreak

I woke up with a start to an annoyingly loud cell phone ringing.

"Sam." I mumbled. Why wasn't he answering his phone? Was is it so loud?! "Sam!" I grumbled a little louder this time.

"Dean, it's your phone," I heard Cas's voice from somewhere above me, feeling the vibrations in his chest as he spoke. My head was currently resting on his bare, perfect chest. His words sank in and I frowned. That's why it's so loud.

"Can you get it Cas?" I said sleepily, not willing to move from my current position. He gave a small chuckle and reached for the phone.

"Hello?" His deep voice answered the call. I couldn't hear the voice on the other end. "He's asleep. What is it?" There was a long pause as someone explained something on the other end of the line. "We're on our way." He answered seriously, and hung up.

"Who was it? Where are we going? Do we have to go?" I asked in rapid succession, my questions blurring together in my sleepy tone.

I felt Cas's fingers on my chin as he gently tilted my face upwards. His soft lips brushed against mine and I purred.

"Time to get up Dean," he said fondly. "Sam!" He yelled, trying to wake him through the wall.

"What?" I heard his muffled voice respond.

"Chris just called! Theres been some kind of outbreak at the high school, the CDC is already there. Part of the pack is inside!" He explained, and I immediately jumped out of the bed.

"Is everyone okay?" I demanded, immediately heading for my suit. If the CDC was there, we're going in as FBI. It's the only way we would get them to talk about what's going on.

"The CDC shuts down all communications in and out of the building, I doubt anyone knows." Sam answered, already dressed and ready to go at our door.

"He's right. Chris said they won't let anyone inside and they can't get ahold of any of the kids- or the teachers for that matter," Cas agreed.

"But they're supernatural. So whatever disease it is, they're probably immune right?" I asked hesitantly. Cas pressed his lips together and I waited for him to say it. Something bad.

"Chris said he thinks it's another assassin." He answered quietly. My heart felt like a stone in my chest.

"Son of a bitch... we need to go. Now!" I said, running out the door. Cas and Sam were right behind me. I patted my pockets to make sure I had my fake badge and keys, they were there, and my gun was in its holster. Check, check and check. I hastily stuck the keys in the ignition and sped off in the direction of the high school. I knew where it was because we'd driven by it a few times on the way to the loft.

"Isn't it Christmas break? What are the kids doing there anyway?" I asked as we drove, breaking the speed limit.

"Yes but they had a ministry test today," Sam answered. I remembered the kids studying for that last night.

"Right," I said absently.

As we rounded the corner towards the school, the scene unfolded in front of us. Every cop car in Beacon Hills must be here, and there were news vans and CDC vans peppering the area as well. People were milling around frantically and there were several of them entering the building wearing bright yellow hazmat suits. Their arms were full of equipment. It looked like something out of a horror movie.

"Jesus," I breathed. I'd never seen anything like it before. "It's like something out of a movie."

"Let's hope the outcome is better," Sam muttered as we approached the chaos.