Chapter Two

Dean stepped cautiously into the dark trees that seemed to haunt his every move. He knew there was something bad about this forest, but it seemed strange. Not like a typical ghost or monster. There was something different, but he couldn't place it.

"Sammy?" He called, getting concerned when there was no response. Searching around with his flashlight did no good, all he could see were tall trees around him that seemed to watch his every move. The place was completely deserted, not a squirrel or bird to be seen, not even a drop of moonlight was let in by the leaves above.

"God damn it Sammy, where the hell did you go?" Dean muttered to himself. It must have been about a half an hour before he came across any signs of life. What he found was an old cabin that somewhat resembled Bobby's house from the side. It was a major red flag, but before he had a chance to think through his options, he heard Sam's voice scream from that very direction.

"Sam!" All thoughts were dropped and he ran to the door. However, upon busting it open and entering the front room he was blinded by white light and static filled his ears, causing him to kneel on the floor in pain. Dean's head felt like it was about to explode.

"Dean!" A voice called out his name and he slipped into darkness before he could respond.

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"Dean!"

"Dean!" Dean looked up and saw Castiel looking down at him with a highly concerned look on his face. He was exhausted and Cas seemed to be miles away. He felt different.

"Dean, are you okay?"

He tried to reply and ask, 'Yeah, I'm fine,' surprised when he heard the soft meow of a kitten respond to the question instead. Looking down he realized that the strong handsome body that had been there only a few minutes ago was gone; replaced with fluffy light orange and black hairs and small paws at the end of each tiny limb. At least he knew he was safe at Bobby's house.

"You're probably what's going on and why you're...well...a baby feline. I apologize. I should have warned you." At this point was where Dean would have added a, 'Wait, you knew this was going to happen and you didn't think to tell us?' But all he could do was produce a low growl that wasn't at all threatening enough to express his frustration. Cas had to hold back a smile. At his angle, Dean looked like a baby tiger trying to be fierce. "Look, we've got to get out of here-"

At that moment the house began to shake and a bright light clouded their sight. Not but a second later, a bundle of black fluff lay on the floor beneath Dean, who quickly hopped down from his spot on the couch to help his, now feline, friend. 'Cas,' he thought internally, 'Cas.'

The black kitten slowly raised his head, 'It's alright Dean, I'm fine.'

'You can hear me?'

'Animals have the ability to communicate through thoughts rather than words, so yes, I can hear you.'

'Awesome! Hey, try to guess what I'm thinking right now.'

'Dean we don't have time for that, we have to get out of here, where's your brother?' Dean had completely forgotten. What had happened to Sam?

He paused, 'I think he might still be in that creepy-ass forest.'

Cas gave Dean a frustrated look, 'Well, we need to find him so we can get out of here and break the spell.'

'Spell?'

'Yes Dean, a spell.' Cas placed his tiny paw on Dean's fluffy head and they were back at the entrance of the forest. It was still dark and the Impala was still there. 'Alright,' he thought to Dean, 'we have to go back in.'

'Woah, woah, I am not going back in there! Are you nuts?'

'Don't complain, Dean, if your brother is somewhere in those woods, we need to find him.' Of course Dean knew that, but going back in that forest, who knows what could happen next. He was hesitant, but it had to be done and he wasn't going to let Cas go alone. The two exchanged a glance and stepped into the dark forest once again, as ready as two tiny kittens could be.