Chapter 2: 100%(probably) Human
The quick salt-and-burn was, well, quick. I know that's a pretty obvious and annoying thing to point. I can get repetitious in my words and thoughts because I am not much of a person who succeeds at thinking before they speak, which also applies in my thoughts. I can think of the dumbest thoughts, and then I am like, oh, no wait, I know that… Sometimes, it's like these thoughts aren't even my own. I don't even know. Anyway, back to the quick salt-and-burn.
Digging, I know, is a pain. It's not a 1, 2, 3 little thing, no, it's tiring and time consuming. Dean didn't exactly take 5 minutes to dig up the grave, but he was pretty quick, digging standards wise. Are there even proper standards for digging? Is there a record for digging the fastest? Well, anyway, from my knowledge of digging, he was pretty awesome. I was getting bored just standing there watching.
I would have felt better if Sam and Dean really weren't giving me off these killer hateful vibes. So, as a fan, I was confused. Sure, I was right there with my favorite characters that are actually real in this universe! Then I felt sad, not only because my favorite characters are seriously having the desire to probably kill me, but because this reality is frightening, painful, and it's just too much. Their reality is tough and they have been living a life full of tough decisions, deaths, and things that no one should go through. They have built the strongest bond that anyone would want to have, but they paid such a great price for that bond to grow and harden.
I was also confused because I didn't know whether I want the time to pass by slowly or quickly. When I am bored and uncomfortable, it's not the best. Time should fly by, and I am a bit worried about the tests. I don't know how many they would make me go through, and I can only predict some. My memories on those details aren't the sharpest. I can remember that key things such as silver that can hurt a monster, but I am not exactly sure which monsters are affected by it… I also am worried about telling them about the fact that I sort know everything about them because their lives are televised as a show… They won't take that lightly or happily, and then how can I even explain that without sounding like a nutjob? It's hard to not sound like one but to also say it in the nicest way possible… Time needed to pass by slowly if I was left to think up something decent...
So, yeah, I was bored and uncomfortable. I don't find standing and watching someone dig that entertaining after a while, and like I said, Dean and Sam want to kind of kill me… so that kills my excitement of being in their presence… Unfortunately, time decided to be so speedy today.
When we returned to their hotel room, which isn't the best hotel room out there; but it's better than sleeping out in the streets. Why do I have to go through all these tests? I am sure that there has to be a faster way. Why would Castiel tell them to test me? Can't he see for himself that I am not anything supernatural?
Can silent prayers work for me? Would he even listen or come? I can try calling him over. If he doesn't listen, then I can tell Dean to call him. I hope he agrees, or may he will be wary of my actions. He will probably wonder why I would want Castiel to check instead… Maybe, they all think I have this huge sinister plan against them to destroy them.
Anyway, let's give this a shot. Castiel, er, I was wondering if you can come over and check out for yourself whether or not I am a supernatural being. Won't it be faster? I mean, can't you read my mind to see if I am lying. I know you're busy, but this is for Dean and Sam. Well, maybe, mostly Dean because you have such a profound bound with him all, right? So, Castiel, please, come on over, for Dean, at the very least… Sam, too, he's pretty awesome and cool too. I don't know why you aren't so friendly with him. He-
I heard a flatter of wings and then I saw Castiel. Wow, he actually listened. I bet he came for Dean.
"Damn it, Castiel, how many times have I told you? Don't pop out of nowhere like that." After a few colorful words, of course, he said that.
"She called me." Castiel looked me while he said this, not happily may I add. Oops, it seems like someone was busy doing God knows what. I don't even know… I am not even sure where I am in this Supernatural timeline. I feel as if this is the time when Castiel started his path towards opening the door to Purgatory, but he was troubled before wasn't he? The day he met the Winchesters was the day he became a different man, or maybe Dean and Sam helped him find a part of himself. The side that had doubts and questions that he squashed because he believed that he shouldn't have had them. He should be a faithful soldier that shouldn't question what's given to him…
How can people expect someone to have no questions? I can't blindly put my faith into something… He hasn't even seen God, and isn't God a neglectful father in this universe? Someone who you never even seen expects you to follow their orders. Even if I've seen him once and only once, it wouldn't be enough for me to have such a strong faith for so many years… I admire Castiel for being able to do for so long, even Dean had a great amount of respect for his father.
I wish that I was able to do that. Trust, I can give it easily, that's true. The catch is that I can easily lose my trust in anybody who receives it. The person can easily destroy it, well, not easily with a simple act. It's more like the person can destroy with that first act of betrayal, and then I struggle with forgiveness, something that they won't earn. When we do have some semblance of a friendship or any relationship of some sort, it's not the same. It's much weaker, and I don't bother in strengthening it.
When it comes to them, they have such loyalty. The bond they form is so strong. Sure, it takes a great amount of time to build one. Once it's made though, that bond formed would most likely stay. It won't wobble from side to side…
Um, wait a second… I do love some deep thinking for myself, but I am pretty sure I am in the presence of, I don't know, people. Dear God, no, take that back. No prayers to a dead-beat father, please. No offense, God, I am sorry for using your name in vain 'cause that's a commandment or whatnot. I am just making it clear that I am not praying to you. I repeat, no praying over here to you… Are you even listening? Whatever, all I know is that I made a couple of stupid faces and blankly looked at something like it was the most complex and amazing thing ever.
I look up to see confused faces. What a surprise. I would have had the same face on if I saw myself. I bet it looked like I was having a conversation with someone invisible person.
"So…, you believe me when I say that I am human as I can be?"
A/N: SO, this took forever, I know! I apologize for the massive delay. It's just I was seriously doubting myself over this, and I kept reading other fanfics! I was like, "OH, these fafics are so good... Why do I even bother. ;-;... " Anyway! I made this much shorter than the last one. If you like it like this, please leave a review to tell me if you're okay with or not. I'm already working on chapter 3 b/c I am in good spirits. 3
As, a tiny little note... I wrote a hint of Destiel if you want to take that way, but I most likely won't write Destiel. XD I still might play around with reading between the lines to see Destiel. It's too much fun& hard to resist. XD
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