~DISCLAIMER~ I DO NOT own Supernatural OR any of it's characters!
Warning, may contain Destiel,course language and mild violence (and a character death...but they come back)
What jimmy knew.
Chapter 1
The sun was beaming down, a cool breeze and the scent of pine trees filled the air. The water lapping over each other, gently rocking the dock. It was quiet, just the way dean liked it.
He sat back in a green and white, striped fold out chair, a beer in one hand, a steel rod in the other.
He let the peace overwhelm him, a smile stretching on his face, like there wasn't a care in the world.
He exhaled sipping his beverage, before he was disturbed by a distorted flapping sound; he snapped his head, looking over his shoulder, when his eyes came into contact with a familiar figure. It was castiel.
"Hello dean." He gruffed
"Wha... How'd."
"You're dreaming." castiel explained searching the scenery.
"So, you can just walk into peoples' dreams now?" dean snapped
"Yes." Castiel stated.
Dean turned away and rested back into his chair, "yeah well, what was so important that it couldn't wait till I was awake?" he asked before handing castiel a cold beer.
"It's not safe here" castiel uttered looking at the beer, "you must meet me at this address" he said handing dean a piece of paper.
Dean stared at the item which was just handed to him, he awoke sitting up in his bed, in the small motel room he had been sharing with his little brother Sam.
"What's wrong?" asked Sam wearily, sitting up and rubbing his eyes.
"It's Cas'" dean explained.
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