Ok I know yet another story. But I really can't stand physics, well I can but I just don't really get it all. So.. on with the story :)

Insight

Jack watched as Tosh pushed her heel down down onto the pendent. He heard it crunch, well at least he thought it was the pendent. Tosh stood up and Jack followed suit, with his coat flapping behind him. Jack walked to the lift waiting for it to sink

Castiel grabbed Dean and Sam's arms. He quickly zapped them away before they could complain.

"Cas what the hell?"

"I'm sorry Dean but I knew you would refuse to come properly" Dean frowned at Castiel, then let his eyes roam across the surroundings. He took in the large silver tower and across the street a large bronze building with a strange language written over the top.

"Where the fudge are we?" Dean seemed to have take up the substitute fudge for his usual swearing.

"To be completely honest with you Dean, I have know idea." Cas looked around. "I was trying to get us away from the demons, there were to many for even us to take down, Croweley must have sent them after us."

Sam who was ignoring both his brother and the angels' conversation. Instead he looked around, taking in every part of the area in. He watched as a few lonely people walked past them in their evening strolls. Talking to each other if they were in groups. Hang on, thought Sam, what were those accents?

"Excuse me..." Sam asked someone "Where are we?"

The man turned and looked at Sam couldn't place his accent. "You're bit lost aren't you..." his tone was sarcastic, but Sam couldn't place his accent "Your in Cardiff mate," Sam looked at him blankly, eyebrows raised. "Wales..." Still puzzled Sam suddenly realised. In his defence there was a very distracting figure stood behind the man. Eyebrows raised, a shocked or appalled look on his face. It was always hard to tell when dealing with the devil. And that was who it was, none other then Lucifer.

"Right Wales... of course." Sam muttered "Thank you."

Walking back to the bickering angel and Dean.

"We're in Wales" Well that shut them up.

"Wales as in England Wales... We haven't been swallowed by Jonah's buddy have we, no... to metallic." This was true both of the large structures that were visible from here were made of metal. The large water tower was silvery and the other bronze, they were reflecting the street lights.

"No, Dean Wales is in Britain not England they are separate countries." Sam corrected.

"Yes, they are!" said an indignant voice behind them, they spun around and were met by the sight of an indignant woman. Her hair flying about her face in the wind coming off of the bay.

"I'm Gwen. And I'm WELSH not English, I warn you not to make that mistake. I assume you are American..." She raised her eyebrows, they, Sam and Dean, nodded "Well how would you feel if I called you Canadian?" *

Now that got a reaction. Both Dean and Sam took on the same look of indignation of Gwen. Castiel seemed to have disappeared, but only Gwen seamed to notice this fact.

"Where did your friend go?"

There attention diverted, Gwen pressed a small piece in her ear and whispered "Found them" she then looked up at the surveillance camera across the steet.

"Cas!" Dean yelled and he ran along the street. He looked across the plaza, he could see Castiel coat flapping in the wind as he bent down.

"Dean." said Castiel as he walked towards Dean "What's the matter?"

"Don't worry, I just wondered where you got to... couldn't have you leaving us in Wales." He trailed off but he was a little bit embarrassed.

"Here, Dean, would you wear this for me or at least try it on." Castiel handed Dean a small pendent. Dean took it and hung it around his neck. He was immediately bombarded with sound, though he was sure it would have been much more if the streets were full. He quickly took it off. But as he did another chain was pulled out.

Dean looked down at the necklace around his neck. The one Sam had given him. It was glowing.

"Um, Cas," Dean held out his original charm. "What the hell"

Cas looked shocked but their conversation was cut short by Gwen walking into their midst.

"Sorry to break this up but..." Gwen trailed off as a man walked over to them. Well swerved was a better word. Dean re-attached the strange pendent around his neck.

"Wow, he is messed up." said Dean. Then the whole of his demeanour changed. He took up the defensive, and moved in front of Gwen. "Get down" he whispered behind him.

Seconds later the man pulled out a gun and Dean mirrored him, pulling his own gun out. The man hesitated for a few moments. Changed the course of the gun. And fired.

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