I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I am so sorry.
This is becoming a habit... This whole 'wait a few million weeks before updating' thing.
I literally have not one legitimate excuse this time. Not one...
I can't even say 'writers block' because the first five chapters of this story have been completed for over two weeks.
I will try to get better, but I won't make any promises because I'll probably just break them. D=
I am really sorry. You guys are too awesome to keep waiting all the time.
I pounded on the bathroom door. "Sammy! You've been in there for thirty minutes. We need to go! You're the one that came back with news of more vampires; we need to finish them off before they decide they're hungry."
"Hold on, Dean." He shouted back. "You're not the one covered in blood. I can't walk around in public like this, man."
Sam finally walked out of the bathroom. "There, let's go."
"How many more are out there?" I asked, grabbing the keys and following him out the door.
"My guess is a good dozen or so. I managed to take out two before getting the hell out of there."
I paused by the driver's side of the Impala, "Wait. Are you telling me you went back out to the site of the nest without me?"
"Yeah." Same replied like it was nothing.
"What the hell, Sammy? You could have gotten yourself killed."
"We take that risk every day of our lives, Dean. Can we go now?" He asked, getting into the car.
I got into the car angrily and started it.
"I'm fine. Calm down." He grumbled.
"I am calm." I said through my teeth, pulling out of the hotel parking lot.
"Hardly." He muttered.
I ignored him. "How do you want to take these guys out?"
"Well, they're probably expecting me to come back with you. Of course, they recognized me immediately. However, it is daytime, and they're pretty spread out. I think we should sneak in to try and take them out one by one. I would feel better if we had back-up though."
"Yeah, okay. Let me just call up all our friends that aren't dead. Oh wait, we don't have any."
"There's always Castiel." He suggested.
"Oh, I doubt he has time to deal with a couple of vampires." I said, my heart beating way too fast while I remembered our earlier encounter.
"You never know-"
"He probably doesn't even know how to kill vampires."
"Of course I can kill vampires," said Castiel from the backseat suddenly. Surprised, I would have swerved into the oncoming traffic if he hadn't leaned forward and grabbed the steering wheel.
His arm was pressed against mine, and his head was only fractions of an inch away from my own. It was unnerving and almost a bit of a turn on. "I got it, Castiel." I remarked stiffly.
"You should be used to that by now." Sammy chuckled. "And since when do you call him Castiel?"
Ignoring my brother, I glanced at Cas in the review mirror. He looked absolutely normal, almost as if we hadn't even spoken less than an hour ago.
"Do you always listen in on our conversations?" I questioned suspiciously.
"Not always, but often enough. It is an interesting pastime." He commented.
"Wonderful."
The car was silent until we pulled up to the back of the warehouse the vamps had unofficially claimed. I could still see a small pillar of smoke rising in the distance from where we'd previously burned all of the evidence. Hidden by a mess of trees and torn up fence, I got out of the car. Sam and Cas followed and we circled around the open trunk.
Sam started talking in great detail about the plan, but I couldn't concentrate on anything but Cas. I was frustrated. He couldn't just kiss me out of nowhere and then pretend it never happened. But that was exactly what he was doing, and I was doing my best to ignore all questions running through my mind that cast doubt upon my sexuality. All my life I'd only ever been in to girls. I'd never once previously had any interest in men. But the honest truth was that kissing Cas was better than kissing most girls and that had been just one short time.
"Dean… Dean?!" Sam nudged my arm. "You with us?"
"Yeah. Sorry. What were you saying?" My face felt unnaturally and embarrassingly warm.
Sammy glanced between me and Cas. "Is there something going on here that I should know about? You two are acting weirder than usual."
When neither of us answered, Sam snickered. "Okay. I just want you to know that I will respect your life choices."
I glared at him, but couldn't think of a witty remark.
"Can we go now?" Cas asked quietly.
"Alright." Sam agreed.
"What was the plan again?" I asked stupidly.
"Don't get killed."
"Right, wasn't planning on it." I closed the trunk and pushed all my other thoughts away. I couldn't afford to let my feelings control me right now. It was time for business.
Okayy. Hope this chapter was alright.
Leave your reviews and let me know what you're thinking about the story.
I recently had a reader comment on my use of first person. I don't have any reason to explain myself, however, I thought maybe I'd share with you my reasoning behind always writing in first person. First of all, I've always preferred books written in first person. It's just a personal preference. Second, it is easier to put the reader into a certain character's head. And third, if I try to write in third person it ends up half and half. So I'm sorry if that bugs you, but it's just way easier for me.
Anyways, thank you all for your continual support. C: You guys mean the world to me. Don't be afraid to PM me if you ever have any comments/concerns/questions. I love hearing from you. C:
I love you, guys. C:
I almost forgot. Two more things. I have no idea what to name this fanfic, so if you and your brilliant minds come up with something.. Please share.
Andd. I started writing this before our mid-season finale episode.. And so I have officially decided to create my own separate timeline. It isn't apparent until the next chapter or so, but I'm not trying to confuse you.. I just really liked what I had and it would've been a pain in the ass to change it all. :3
