Pure Souls

Chapter One

((OK this is my first story in a very long time! No beta yet, so please, please be gentle!))

"Hello Dean, I might have a case for you." Castiel knew how to start a conversation. Dean groaned, rolling in his bed a bit before sitting up. It'd been three weeks since Castiel left the bunker. He hadn't heard from him, so the sudden call was surprising.

"Oh yeah Cas? Nice to hear from you by the way." Dean sighed, stretching. "Alright, whatcha got?"

"There have been a lot of disappearances of children in the last few months. Since the...Meteor shower." Dean woke up a bit more at the mention of the angels falling.

"You think Angels might have something to do with this?"

"I don't know, but it's worth a look into right? I can't do much, and I figured...if you didn't mean…" Castiel as a human was kinda adorable, Dean wouldn't admit it but he smiled to himself as his former guardian angel stuttered and struggled with his words.

"Alright, I'll do it. Same town you're in right?"

"Yes. Will...Sam be with you?" Sam still hadn't fully recovered from the failed trials. Most of the day he was resting, and was still very weak.

"Probably not. I'll leave him here with Kevin. If it's something up my alley, great if not...well maybe I'll check it out and then come visit you."

"If you want, but I doubt I'll have time. Let me know when you're in town. I need to get back to work." Castiel quickly ended the call, and Dean just shook his head.

"Are you sure you don't need me Dean?" Dean was hoping to leave during one of Sam's power naps. Dean sighed and looked to his brother.

"Yes Sammy I'll be fine. Look just, why not get some more rest, and keep an eye on Kevin. You both need some rest, and...maybe I can bring Cas home." Sam nodded, and knew his brother was restless knowing that Castiel was out there. They tried to talk him out of it, but he insisted that he needed to go out on his own, that he couldn't risk them. It was very upsetting, and Sam was surprised Castiel even called Dean after the fight they had.

Castiel was watching two people interacting while getting coffee; he didn't even see the older Winchester come up. Dean grinned, and decided to give Castiel a taste of his own medicine. As Castiel focused on mimicking the two customers, Dean got closer and just gave his best "Cas Stare" getting one hell of a jump when Castiel finally noticed.

"Dammit Dean!" Castiel cursed, and winced at the hot coffee spilling over him and the floor.

"Shit Cas I'm sorry!" Dean helped him clean up the floor, and started to help him clean his work vest. Castiel watched as Dean tried to take care of him, and finally sighed.

"It's ok Dean. I'll...get another work vest."

"Does that cost money?"

"...It...might…" Castiel looked uncomfortable.

"Do you have said money?"

"...You're not going to believe me if I say yes, will you?" Dean chuckled a bit.

"Nope. I'll get you a new one while I'm in town. So, what do you know about the case?"

"From what I can tell, children from the age of 3-10 are going missing. Not only from schools or parks, but from their own homes." Dean frowned. He hated jobs with kids.

"Where's most of them from?" Castiel picked up the paper he was looking at with the information, and handed it over. Dean read over the article, and nodded. "Alright, I'll check in with you later and let you know what I got." Castiel nodded, and sighed.

"And I need to get back to work." Dean rolled his eyes a bit.

"Cas, you know you could-"

"This is not up for discussion Dean. I'll call you on my break." He mumbled, and walked to the back. Dean sighed and left the Gas-n-Sip.

After reading the article, Dean went to where the last abduction took place at. It was a playground, and Dean kept reading over the article and looking at where they were last scene. Something caught his eye as he started to walk towards the school where some of the other abductions took place. In one of the houses with a clear line of sight to both the school and the playground, was a strange light in the window. Dean saw that light before. It was angelic grace. Instantly he pulled out his gun and bolted to the house.

When Dean stormed the house, he wasn't expecting to find the door unlocked. He also didn't expect to see several bodies, obviously the missing children, dead. Cas told him that there were kidnappings, but he didn't expect them to be dead when he got there. Not all were dead; he realized when he heard the crying from the basement. He rushed downstairs where he saw three women; one looked like she was getting ready to beat one of the survivors, while the other two were disposing of other bodies.

It only took three shots, and they dropped. He froze for a moment, before looking to the surviving two children. The boy looked a bit older, maybe 6, while the little girl looked to be maybe 3 or 4 at the most. Dean lowered his gun, and watched as the boy held the crying girl, obviously shielding the girl from the beatings they were getting.

"Hey...its ok, you're safe now…." Dean put his gun away, and got down on one knee to show he wasn't going to hurt them. The boy watched, still sniffling as he held the little girl.

"P-Promise?" he said softly, biting his lip to hold back a sob.

"I promise…" Dean said, as he motioned for them to come over to him, and gave him a kind smile "What's your name?"

"A-Alex…" The boy had the clearest blue eyes, which after he rubbed the tears away from; he started to walk towards Dean with the little girl.

"Hi Alex, I'm Dean...and who's this pretty little girl?" The girl had stopped crying when Dean started to talk to her, hiccupping slightly but staring at him with just a clear green eyes.

"This is my sister, Clara…" Dean's heart sank. Brother and sister...siblings, like him and Sam were.

"Well hello Clara, it's nice to meet you." Dean kept his kind smile on, and was taken back when the girl suddenly rushed him and clung to him. "I'm gonna get you out of here ok?" Alex nodded, and after Dean picked up Clara, he held his hand out for Alex to take. Alex took it, and Dean gave him a comforting squeeze of the hand, before leading him out. As he got them into the impala, he called the police for the other bodies. He figured he'd take these two to the station himself instead of waiting for them to get there.

"What do you mean you have to keep them here?!" Dean was not happy when he got to the police station. He was lucky enough to grab his fake FBI badge before taking the kids to the station. Both of them looked dirty, skinny and hungry when finally seen in the light, and all Dean wanted to do is make sure they got home safely.

"Apparently child services won't be able to get here till Monday, not with all the other deaths and disappearances that have been happening. Means with these two kids, we got nothing to do with them but put them in one of the cells in the back. It's not the best idea, but it's all we got with all the different counties being hit. So unless you got a better plan, Agent…"

"...Yeah, they're staying with me." Even Dean was surprised when he heard himself speak up. He looked to the kids that were sitting in the chair behind him, waiting. "I'm in town for a few days, and that way they can be out of your hair, and I can make sure this 'child services' of yours helps them get back to their parents." It looked like the officer wanted to argue, but with the steely look Dean gave him, he nodded.

"I'll tell the sheriff then."