Ok. This can be seen as both a sequel to After the End or a prequel to Bathed in Moonlight. It works both ways. There's no real need to read After the End, although it would make a lot more sense if you did. : )
And yes, in later chapters, there will be slash.(Though not graphic) You have been warned.
Onwards...
Enjoy!
Dean sat on the end of his bed; towelling is hair dry and flicking idly through the TV channels. He glanced over at his brother. The afternoons hunt (a poltergeist in a hotel) had left Sam with a nasty concussion. He was laid on his bed, a bag of frozen veg they picked up from a kind old lady across the road, pressed to his temple. He seemed to be dozing and Dean leaned over and prodded him awake.
'Sammy. How ya doin'?'
Sam opened one bleary eye and regarded him with a stern look.
'Brilliant. Absolutely brilliant' he muttered sarcastically, eye rolling.
Dean grinned his trademark grin. 'Great. Just checking' he winked at his younger brother and turned back to the television.
He was just about get up to put his dirty clothes bag in his bag ready to wash the next day, when he was startled by his phone ringing.
Following the soundtrack of AC/DC's Back in Black, he rummaged through the jacket he had worn that day, grinning when he saw who was calling. He flicked the phone open.
'Hey Cas'
'Dean' Cas's voice sounded strained, as if he was lifting something heavy.
'You ok?' Dean asked, concerned.
'I'm fine. Where are you?'
Dean located their motel door key and told him.
'See you in a-'He started.
'Hello Dean' Dean spun round to come face to face with his angel.
'-Minute'
Castiel looked much the same as always; in his suit and permanent trench coat. Except it had a huge rip in it, like a knife had gone straight through. Worse still, a large amount of blood was stained into the material.
Dean darted forwards, but stopped when Cas took a step back, wincing slightly.
'I'm fine Dean.' The angel repeated, although it was clear his wasn't.
'Yeah ok. You're covered in blood, look like you've been through 10 rounds with Freddy Krueger, but you're fine' Dean didn't believe a word of it.
Cas' eyebrows creased. Who or what is a Freddy Krueger?
'I am fine' he repeated, wincing again.
Dean scoffed and turned to pull his shoes on. 'Come on Sammy' he called, 'I'll buy ya an Iced Tea. Get you out this room.'
'Right' Sam heaved himself up and shook his head to clear it. He seemed a lot better than he was before.
'Are you alright Sam?' asked Cas, regarding the younger Winchester with concern.
'I'm good Cas. Got a headache, but good' Sam reassured the angel, who nodded his acceptance.
'C'mon Cas, you're coming too' Dean commanded. Castiel nodded again and turned to look out the window, a hand going around his abdomen as he did so. The two brothers shared a look and stood up to leave. Dean grabbed a clean shirt, one that was too small for him now and threw it at the angel. 'Put that on. It's not Halloween yet, you know.' The angel nodded and started to put on the shirt, discarding the ruined trench coat.
'Bar or pub?' Dean questioned his brother, who shrugged.
'Whatever'
Dean turned back to the angel, who had turned back around, now in just his suit, with a new white shirt. 'You coming?'
'Yes Dean, I am coming' the angel gave a feeble attempt of a smile, which failed miserably.
Dean held the door open for him and stared at his retreating figure.
He was gonna get to the bottom of this, even if it killed him.
There. Chapter 1.
Maybe 1 or 2 more.
Please review, let me know what you think.
Thanks for reading
Luckypixi
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