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HELLO THERE MY PEOPLE!!! What's up? I'm Katlyne, and welcome into the deep dark Abyss we call the supernatural fandom that ranges from meme's about Sam's hair to Destiel! We have the king of hell, an angel with a trench coat and a black '67 Chevy Impala. Warning, it's hard to get away ;) This book is just a few short stories, jokes, imagines, prefaces, one-shots, tag storms and comment games that I hope you will enjoy. Thanks!

Night after night after night. Sweating. Shaking. Sleepless nights tossing and turning. Can't sleep. The dreams. The nightmares. They keep coming back again and again. I roll over and pick up my phone and hit call. "Vicky they keep coming back. I can't ever sleep anymore." "It's alright just try to read a book or watch a movie tonight. Drink some tea to calm your nerves." "Alright thanks for answering I know it's so late." "No worries, Jess. Goodnight!" I get up to go boil some water for some tea. I head back to my room to read a book as Vicky suggested while I wait on my tea. But all I can see are flashing images from my dreams. Nothing makes sense. The dreams started a year ago and I can't get them to ever stop. Sometimes I feel like they are real. The images are so vivid and the feelings are so intense. Almost feels like lightning striking through my body that wakes me up every time. Once I wake up, all I ever remember is him. Dean Winchester.

During a dangerous case with Sam and Dean something goes wrong and Castiel goes missing, this isn't like the other times Cas has disappeared, this is different, it's strange even for Cas. With Castiel gone Dean doesn't eat or sleep he just drinks and prays wondering if Cas can hear him. Day and night he checks the newspapers and police reports from every city, and county in the US for any sign of the trench coat angel. With no leads things become even more bleaker. Dean throws himself down a hole, and Sam is becoming increasingly worried about about Dean so he seeks out help from from another angel to see if they know anything about the whereabouts of Castiel. Castiel is lost he doesn't know where he is or who he is. He just goes where his feet take him. He never eats or sleeps but he doesn't he have to, he doesn't know why he doesn't eat and it doesn't bother him much cause it would just slow him down. He remembers nothing about Sam or Dean or even himself for that matter, but something is itching at the wall in the back of his head trying to break through, it wants to get out but can't. He gets fragments of things every so often but they are of pain and torture and a redhead he doesn't know the name of. One day a pleasant memory comes through the cracks in his wall he can't place where it came from. The only thing he knows is he needs to find the man with the stunning green eyes. CONTAINS DESTIEL AND SABRIEL

27 year old Amy Manchester once met a Winchester. That was 15 years ago. Now, a strangely familiar person arrives at her door asking for her. Her reaction will change her life, but it's always felt really strange among anybody else. This is my first Wattpad story. Sorry if it sucks.

Ryan is a foster kid. When she was 12 two men came to her "caregiver" and asked to look around and meet some of the kids. One day the house burnt down and the only one that came out was Ryan. The men took her in and made her their sister. Only a year later they dumped her back off at a foster house. Those men would soon come to play the biggest part in her life that she has ever known.

Part two of the Trenchcoat series. After giving yourself over to Castiel and to obsession you become a slave for the ones you hold dear... And a traitor to those you love.

So like that says this is a continuation. It's continued from @JaredRossCollins 's account... Dean grew up as a girl, but it all felt so wrong. The hair wasn't his thing, nor was the fleshy mounds all the boys seemed to be obsessed with. He hated having them so much. Between his legs felt so empty, too. Mary told him he was a perfect little girl when he wore the pink dresses and little bows, but he felt awkward with what Mary put him in. John, who wanted a son, was happy to let Dean wear boy's clothes and throw the baseball around. Sure, Sammy came four years later, and he loved Sammy, but Dean was older and easier to play boy games with until Sam got old enough. Mary was lost to them, much too soon, and the three left that home. Too many memories. Now, Dean is a senior in high school and that always means trouble.

Castiel has lost his grace,his angel friends and his trench coat. When nightmares keep him up it might be the key to restoring his grace. Could this be the boys last hunt?

It starts with you two being teenagers and goes from there. Hope you like it!

Sam and Dean Winchester get called out to the middle of nowhere in the middle of the night on an urgent call from Crowley, the King of Hell. He has something he needs to brothers to do for him: babysit his newest recruit for the demon horde, an eighteen-year-old girl named Lucy. As the pair grow attached to the sarcastic demon-to-be, darker things lurk under the surface. Will it destroy them or bring htem closer together?