Chapter 3

Saturday… Still

"Poor choices?" Dean asked with a raised eyebrow.

"It's basically 'break a leg' but for driving." I explained. They looked at each other before nodding and opening the car doors. I limped over to the back driver side door and opened it, being very careful as to not get blood on the seat.

"Nice Impala." I stated.

"Yeah, she's a beauty." Dean said, rubbing the dashboard. I rolled my eyes and gave them directions to the house.

"So, uh, how long have you been a hunter?" Sam asked. Oh great, small talk. My most favorite thing in the entire world. I hope the sarcasm was noted.

"My entire life." I answered, putting pressure on my leg.

"And the others?" Dean asked, looking at me in his rearview mirror.

"They learned about my life a couple of years ago. When I was a kid my parents would only hunt in nearby towns so I was able to go to school for a little while, I met them in middle school. Look, they're really important to me. So if anything happens while you're staying, they come first. If you have to choose between saving me or them, it's them every time. Alright?" I asked.

"Hey, we get it. We'll keep them safe." Sam reassured me. I sighed in relief and let my head drop back to rest on the seat.

"Thanks." I said, closing my eyes tiredly, still gripping my thigh. I knew I hadn't lost enough blood to cause me to fall into a coma, so I could sleep without worry. That is, until I felt the right side of the car seat dip down slightly. But I didn't pay much attention to it until I heard a deep voice.

"Hello Sam, Dean."

"Jesus Christ!" I yelped, whipping my eyes open I grabbed my pistol and aimed it at the strange guy in the trench coat.

"No, I'm Castiel." He said with a puzzled look on his face. I let out a breath and combed my hair out of my face with my hand, still breathing raggedly from the surprise.

"Cas, this is Mackenzie. Mackenzie this is Castiel, he's an angel." Dean said.

I looked at the three of them. "Are you serious? You guys get a guardian angel? Lucky you. And is there a reason this one scared the crap out of me?" I asked.

The angel looked alarmed for a second as he looked down at where I was sitting. "I don't want to sit next to her." He said to Dean.

I laughed lightly and shook my head "Hon, it was a figure of speech. I didn't actually poop." I reassured him calmly. He smiled and nodded, then turned back to Dean.

"I'll still sit next to her." He said. I rolled my eyes and put my gun away. The car hit a bump and jolted my leg. I hissed in pain and grabbed it.

"Dean, if you don't want blood in your baby, you can't hit so many bumps." I warned through clenched teeth.

"Sorry Red." He said, looking in the rearview mirror.

"Cas, you wanna help her out with that?" Sam asked, turning around to face us.

"Help her out with what?" I asked cautiously, eyeing the angel.

He looked at Sam and a look of realization crossed his face. "Oh, right. Um, don't move." He told me. I raised an eyebrow but let him do whatever.

He moved his hands to my right thigh, where the bullet was. I winced at his touch and tried not to flinch away. I watched in amazement as the blood, hole, and bullet disappeared. Leaving only my ripped jeans as a clue that I was ever shot. I looked up at Castiel, grateful for the release of pain.

"Thank you. Is there a way I can repay you? Any of you, for that matter. Got a case you need help with?" I asked.

I was always taught that if someone does something kind for you, you do something kind for them. Seeing as though Sam and Dean helped me with my case I repaid them with a house to stay at. Now that Castiel healed my leg I have to repay them again. It's just the way I was raised.

The brothers looked at each other, then Dean spoke.

"We don't have a case just yet. But we will soon. Your friend, Carol, lives a town over from our friend Bobby. You think you could come with us to his place tomorrow?"

I thought about it for a minute. "What about the girls? No offense to them but Carol can't hunt worth crap, and I don't want the other two to get sucked into cases." I asked.

"I'm sure they could stay with Bobby. He'd be able to keep them safe." Sam said.

"Then I'm in." I said holding my hand out for someone to shake. Sam was the one to do it first, then Dean and finally a confused Castiel.

"Now, when we get to Carol's I'll get you settled in upstairs. Then whatever it is you need to talk about in private you can talk about. Cause, I'm assuming there's a reason you dropped in here, and I doubt it was to give me a heart attack." I turned to Castiel on the last part.

"I, well, um. My apologies." He said. I guess he isn't the most cultured thing in the world. I nodded at him then looked out the window to find that we were almost there.

"It's the last house on the left." I said pointing out the window. "Now, do you want them to know what Castiel is or not?" I asked, tucking my pistol in my pants.

"Seeing as though you're bullet wound is nice and healthy, I think we should tell them." Dean said. To which Sam agreed. I nodded and got out of the car to find that Maria and Olivia were waiting on the front porch.

"Where's Carol?" I called out to them.

"She's inside cooking, now that you're here I'll tell her two make about five more meals." Olivia answered with a smile.

"But won't these two need something to eat as well?" I asked in mock confusion.

"Who's that?" Maria asked, pointing behind me. I turned and saw that Castiel was right beside me.

"Girl's, this is Castiel. Cas, this is Maria and Olivia." I introduced. "And the one inside is Caroline" I told him.

"Hello." He said, nodding to both girls. I just barley heard Maria whisper 'he's cute' to Olivia. Now that I took the time to look at him, I found that he was insanely adorable. He had a wide, circular face with black hair and bright blue eyes. The suit he was wearing was almost hidden under his coat.

I rolled my eyes and opened the front door. I was barely two steps in when I was tackled by a blonde blob. "It's good to see you too Carol." I breathed out.

"Oops, sorry." She said releasing me. "Oh god, more people? I was told I was cooking for just the three of you so I made a bunch. I guess you'll just have to eat regular portions, Mackenzie." She said shrugging with amusement on her round face.

She was the oldest out of us girls, forty eight years. She was like a mom to me, after my own mother died, she had taken me in since she was my godmother. She had kind blue eyes that turned different colors depending on what she was wearing. Resulting in greys and greens of all kinds. Her short blonde hair curled in at her chin.

"But Carol." I dragged out "Getting shot makes me hungry." I whined.

"You got shot?!" She gasped. Oops. I forgot I had told Olivia not to mention that.

"Oh, um, about that. Yeah I got shot but an angel healed me. Oh shoot I forgot! Carol, this is Sam and his big brother Dean. And Castiel is the one that angel." I said, hopefully changing the subject.

"Hello boys, Kenzie show them to their rooms. Girls, help me in the kitchen." She instructed. I sighed out a breath of relief when they turned the corner into the kitchen. But then I heard Carol shout back. "Don't think that discussion is over Red!"

I groaned and grabbed one of the bags the boys had left on the floor. "Sorry about that. I'll show you to your room then call you when dinner is ready." I said hauling the bag onto my shoulder I walked towards the stairs. "The bathroom is the first door on the right, Maria and Olivia's room is on the left. Mine is right next to theirs, and that's where one of you will be staying. It has its own bathroom so you can take a shower or do whatever you do." I said turning to my room.

It was green with a black carpet. My black bed was made, thankfully, and none of my dirty clothes were on the floor. My bookshelf was on the far end of the room.

"Dibs!" Dean yelled before jumping on my bed. I rolled my eyes and dropped down the bag I was carrying, assuming it was Dean's.

"You wouldn't mind if I popped in sometime later to grab some pajamas, would you?" I asked already half way out the door.

"No problem." He said.

"So Sam, that means you'll be staying in the spare room. It also has a bathroom." I said walking across the hall and into the light blue room. There was an unmade bed in the middle of the floor with a brown rug covering the hard-wood floor. I walked over to the closet and grabbed the spare comforter.

"If there's anything else you need don't hesitate to ask. Castiel you're welcome to stay as long as you need to. And you can come and go as you please. There is extra salt and holy water in the dresser." I explained.

I turned back towards the door and started walking out until I heard Sam's voice. "Where are you going to sleep?" he asked.

"Downstairs on the couch. Why? Unless one of you wants me to room with you, I'll take my chances downstairs." I said, backing down the hall towards the stairs. "You three have your secret little meeting and I'll call you when dinner's ready." With that I ran to the kitchen so I could sneak as much food as possible.