A/N: This may seem like a slow beginning but it gets better soon. Please bear with me. =}
Jamison Dropped to the floor her phone in her hands already into a text message to Teagan. "They found us!" It read. She crawled over to the kitchen in the small empty apartment, reaching for a knife. She sat in front of the refrigerator, eyes glued to the door, shaking as she grasped the knife.
Teagan read the message and let out a squeal of terror between her fingers covering her mouth. She left the cart of the Safeway-mart down the cereal isle with items still in it and rushed out to her car. As she was speeding through traffic lights down town her phone alerted her of a new text message. She hit the read out loud button and listened, "We have a little time they're in front so use the back entrance." Her breathing still ragged from the first text message she continued speeding towards the apartment.
She burst through the apartment door yelling at Jamison, "How much do you have packed we need to hurry the fuck out of here!" She looked into their living room where Jamison leaned against the back of the couch facing her, clearly unhappy. "Jamison, what are you doing? We need to pack up and hit the road!"
As she finished her sentence Sam and Dean showed themselves from around the corners with guns draw as Jamison spoke. "I think it's a little too late for that, don't you?"
"Whoa, we don't want any trouble! We, um, need to go to the store, very badly." Teagan said with an un-convincing, sheepish smile.
"Look, we need you both to come with us. You're in a lot of danger and we need to protect you." Sam said calmly as he got a better grip on his gun.
"Why do you keep following us?" Jamison asked with anger and annoyance.
"We told you before, the angels said you're in danger from the demons." Dean barked as he was cut off.
"Yeah! And I still say you're both insane!" Jamison shot back at him.
"I know we sound crazy but it's the truth, you need to come with us for your safety." Sam said.
"We're not going anywhere with you!" Teagan began but Jamison cut in.
"I don't really think we have a choice, Teagan, they do have guns." She pointed to both of the tall men.
"Fine, you know what? I guess we have no choice in the matter so why don't we just go pack our clothes?" Teagan said as she took a step towards the hall way to their bedrooms.
"OK, I'll be watching you two though." Dean said.
The sisters and Dean headed to Teagan's room for her to pack. As they went to Jamison's room she grabbed a wad of shirts from a drawer and tucked them in a suitcase with other clothes. As she was smoothing them out she reached between them and grabbed her gun and pointed it at Dean to see a strange man standing beside him. Her finger twitched and pulled the trigger at the man.
Dean looked to see Castiel beside him, now with a gun shot wound in his chest.
"You think we're crazy yet you just shot him in cold blood!" Dean yelled at Jamison.
"I didn't mean to!" She shrieked.
"Holy shit, J, We're going to go to jail for man slaughter now!" Teagan bellowed.
Sam raced into the room to see Cas standing beside Dean, bleeding.
"They shot you? How did they get a gun?" Sam demanded.
Castiel stood there looking at her with a stony face as he put his hand over the wound and the bullet went flying from his body and landed in his hand. He was immediately healed and held out his hand to her as the gun flew from her hand and went to his then disappeared.
Jamison was fuming pissed at this strange man for taking their last chance of escape. She focused on her rage, thinking she and Teagan wouldn't have another opportunity like that one again.
Castiel buckled to his knees holding onto his stomach as he gurgled and fell onto his side. The lights began to cut out and the room began to shake and groan. Sam and Dean looked around the room in horror, then at the floor in confusion as he disappeared.
They redirected their attention to the girls standing across the room.
"What did you do to him!" Dean charged at them.
The two girls looked at Sam and Dean, eyes wide in shock of the current event. They both chimed, "We didn't do anything!"
Dean and Sam grabbed the girls and their bags and dragged them all down the front steps of the apartment building. Sirens rang out in the distance heading for the building where shots had been fired. They tucked the dazed girls into the back seat of the Impala and sped off.