Here is chapter 2 of my fanfiction. It's rather short but there will be longer chapters in the future, I promise! :-)
Disclaimer: Supernatural and all of the characters described do not belong to me. They are the property of Eric Kripke and the CW.
"Everybody ready?" Dean asked as he walked out of the motel bathroom, to find Sam and Castiel waiting for him. Sam was pacing around the room while Castiel seemed lost in thought. His thoughts weren't all rainbows and sunshine, either, if his expression was anything to go by. He glanced up as Dean moved towards him and Sam.
"Yep. All ready," Sam answered. Castiel and Dean had caught him up with the details of their little mission when they'd arrived at the motel. He hadn't questioned why Castiel had gone and asked Dean first, instead of speaking to them both together in the first place. Dean assumed he was used to their "profound bond" by now.
"So what's the deal with this medallion?" Dean asked Castiel.
"It is said that the medallion can double the strength of whoever wears it," Cas replied. "It was crafted long before my time and was stolen in the turmoil caused by Lucifer's fall. It has been missing ever since, and I've had my allies in heaven looking for it since the war began. It wouldn't make me as powerful as Raphael, but it would help, nevertheless."
Dean took a second to mull this over. "You have any idea where abouts in this dimension the medallion is?"
Castiel frowned. "No, but I believe my other dimension self can help us."
Stopping his pacing suddenly, Sam looked at Castiel surprised, "So we're basically going into this situation with no leads on where to find the medallion? Shouldn't we do more research first?"
Dean had to admit Sam had a point. It seemed silly to him that Castiel should put all his faith in someone who he didn't even know, to help him, even if that someone was an alternate version of himself.
Castiel shook his head, looking eager to get going. "Look, we do not have time for this. If I know where to find the medallion, it won't be long before Raphael figures it out, and if he gets his hand on it first, I've lost the war."
He turned towards Dean, his big, beautiful, blue eyes large and pleading, "Dean, trust me, we have to go."
Trust me. Of course he trusted Cas, who was one of the closest friends he'd ever had, who had made sacrifices for Dean that he still couldn't believe. So, with a sigh, he nodded.
Suddenly, there was a blindingly white light and Dean felt as if every particle in his body was being separated, just to be put back together again, as they arrived in a completely different location. No matter how many times Cas zapped him somewhere, he'd never get used to it.
I hope you enjoyed that! My next chapter is up and if you enjoyed this I urge you to continue. Also, please leave me reviews. Let me know what you liked and disliked, so I can try and make the rest of the story better. :-)