Chapter 2:
"Im gonna freakin' kill him!" Dean's voice followed by a loud slam of the door echoed through the motel, waking Sam.
"Kill Who?" asked Sam, tired and confused.
Dean was furious. "That freakin' tow truck guy? He was not gentle at all with Baby!"
Sam sat up, trying to keep his eyes open for more than two seconds. "Dean, calm down." He said, his voice heavy with sleep.
"I am calm!" Dean insisted in the least calm way possible. Sam rolled his eyes. He was way too tired to care much right now. he didn't get much sleep with Cas tossing and turning in the other bes, which turned out to be really creaky. he turned to Cas.
"Hey, did you even sleep at all last night?"
"Probably not." Responded the angel as he blankly stared at the ceiling.
There was a pause. "Alrighty, then." Said Sam. "Well... Sorry?" He said awkwardly, not exactly knowing how to respond.
Cas just shrugged. "It's not your fault, Sam."
Sam sighed. "Nevermind."
Dean looked at Cas. "Why didn't you sleep?" He asked.
"Not important" Cas insisted, standing up.
"Well," Said Dean, "I don't know about you guys, but I'm starving. I'm gonna ask Sandy if there happens to be a diner in town."
"You do that." Sam said with a yawn. "I'll eat late. I just need to sleep. " He flopped back onto the bed.
"Cas, you coming?" Asked Dean.
"Not hungry." Responded Cas, staring out the window. He seemed distracted lately. Dean will worry about that tater, though. All he cared about right now was food. Maybe if he's lucky, he'll get some pie.
When Dean came back, Sam was drinking his coffee while reading the newspaper. he saw Dean, and set down the coffee. "So get this..." He said. Which usually always leads to a job. "Turns out, there's been something weird with the phones in this area for a while now." He said, taking another sip.
"A job?" Dean asked almost hopefully.
"Not sure yet." Said Sam. He continued reading. "Also, they've been having and abnormal amount of thunderstorms for this time of year. And many reports of cars that were running just fine before, just breaking down on the side of the road."
Dean opened his mouth to say something, but was cut off by a deafening scream. The three of them looked at each other and ran downstairs. They saw a family of four checking into the motel. The parents were covering their kids eyes, staring at the ground in horror. Sam went over to comfort and talk to the family, While Dean looked behind the desk.
"What is it?" Asked Cas.
"Sandy." Said Dean.
Sam looked behind the desk to see Sandy covered in blood and cuts. Her lips parted in a silent scream that never had the chance to escape.
Suddenly, Cas heard rapid footsteps coming down the stairs. He started to turn around to see who it was, but the ran into him, making them both fall to the floor.
"Sorry, that was my bad. I wasn't watching where I was going." They said.
Cas froze. That voice! The voice he would always recognize anywhere. He turned to face her. His suspicions from last night were confirmed. It was her! It was-
"Angie?" Dean's voice cut into Cas' thoughts.
