My first supernatural fanfiction! Yay!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of that supernatural goodness
Dean was having a nice dream. A combination of strippers and a shirtless Sam could make him happy at any time. Of course, he knew he had to wake up, get out of bed, and find a way to stop this damn apocalypse. But this dream sure did feel good.
"Dean..." He heard someone whisper "...Dean...DEAN!"
Dean opened his eyes and jumped up, grabbing the gun from under his pillow. He looked up and saw Castiel standing in front of him.
"Hello Dean." Castiel said in his batman-like voice.
"Dammit Cas, why'd you have to wake me up?" He was a little pissed "My dreams are the only time I can get away from this mess." He looked over at his brother's empty bed "Wheres Sam?"
"I believe he went to get breakfast." The angel walked over to the T.V. "I couldn't wait. I had to show you this lead I got. I think I may have found god."
"Well..." The older Winchester was surprised "Where is he?"
Castiel turned on the television "Hes here." Dean looked at the T.V... It was showing the movie 'Bruce Almighty' "Look. He is the man right here."
"Cas..." Dean sighed "Thats Morgan Freeman. Not God."
"Then what is this 'Morgan Freeman'? Is it a danger? Should we stop it?"
Oh Boy... "He's an actor"
"So he is pretending to be my father?" The poor angel looked genuinely confused.
Another sigh from Dean "Yes..."
Just then, Sam walked into the motel room "Oh, hey Cas" He said. "... any luck with the God thing?"
"No" Castiel looked at him "Though I believe this Morgan Freeman might know something."
"What?"
"I am going to question him." Cas said, then disappeared.
"What was he talking about?" Sam questioned.
"I dunno, but you better have brought me some pie or some thing, I'm starved!"