A/N: Thanks to everyone who have shown their support to this story, and thanks to my friend for taking the time to write it with me. I know IRL I am a pain with how we've been doing this, but thanks to them for writing this and thanks again to all of you that are reading. So, this chapter takes place literally right after Aaragon broke both of Dean's arms, and this is what happened from there.
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own any of the Supernatural Characters or anything except for the OC's. I hope you enjoy!
Anthony watched in amazement as Aaragon snapped both of Dean's arms. Sam instinctively ran to check on his older brother, and Anthony went to calm Aaragon down. "Aaragon, listen. We're just going to have to deal with the two of them for now." Anthony put his hands on her shoulders to try and relax her.
Aaragon shrugged Anthony off, scowling "I'm going for a walk. Maybe your precious angel would come and heal you; even Hell knows about your relationship. Aaragon turned and walked away, slamming the front door shut behind her.
Anthony sighed and turned to Dean, whose arms were both limp. Anthony kneeled down, but Sam pushed him back. "She isn't what you'd call an 'average demon'. Dean looked narrowly into Anthony's eyes.
"Thanks Sherlock." He coughed, and Sam patted him on the back. Bobby sighed and mumbled, "These idjits are supposed to stop a largescale demon attack." He left his desk to get something to wrap Dean's arms with. Anthony was wishing for ten minutes in a room he could torture Dean in, because he was protective of Aaragon, regardless of her being a demon, even the though of her being harmed got to him. He snapped out of his thoughts, and saw Dean lying on the couch. Anthony stood up, and looked sympathetically at him.
"Will he be okay?" Anthony asked. Sam turned to face him.
"Yeah, he just needs a few hours rest." Sam narrowed his eyes, and balled his fists. Anthony gulped, bus Sam walked past him towards the kitchen.
Bobby sighed again; it was obvious that tension was high between all of the hunters and tension was never good in groups like this. Someone could be killed because the others were too proud or arrogant to help. Bobby heard the front door open, a signal to Aaragon coming back inside. As she reappeared in the living room, a good idea popped into Bobby's mind.
"Alright idjits, listen up. You four are going to Massachusetts, and you are going together. You'll ride together, sleep together, eat together, and hunt together." Dean and Anthony both looked up in sync. "What?" They both also said in unison.
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Sam was driving the Impala, and Dean wasriding shotgun. Anthony was sitting in the back behind Sam and Aaragon was behind Dean. Anthony wouldn't say it out loud, but it was a very nice car. Anthony wanted to sleep, but he didn't trust Sam not to run them off the road. Instead he looked towards Aaragon. She was staring out the window, her hand on her cheek. He wanted to ask her if she was okay, but he didn't want that to start bickering. A moment later, Sam cleared his throat, and broke the silence. "So, Aaraon?" Aaragon looked towards him. "Why haven't you killed Anthony yet?" What do you get for keeping him alive?" Anthony opened his mouth to speak, but Aaragon stopped him.
"As crazy as it seems Sammy boy, I actually like humans; they're interesting creatures. Yes, their screams are interesting as well, but they're much more fascinating in their natural habitat. I've been watching humans for at least three hundred years now, and man, you guys have done some development. I haven't kill Anthony yet, and I won't kill him, because he helps me to further understand humans. I have nothing to gain for his death, at least not now." Anthony gave a nervous chuckle, but took note of that.
Two hours passed, and it was eleven o clock at night. Sam pulled off to the side of the road and turned the car off.
"Anthony? I'm tired, and Dean can't drive, so…" Dean's eyes widened and he jumped out of his seat.
"What!? No! Cas, get your ass down here!" Everyone froze, and suddenly, Dean's car door opened, and a man wearing a trench coat appeared. He touched two fingers to Dean's head, and suddenly, to Anthony's amazement, the casts on his arms vanished. Dean slowly moved his arms up, and Anthony grumbled. Dean scooted to the driver's seat. Sam swapped to shotgun, and before Anthony got in, Dean said, "Let Cas sit in the middle." Anthony wasn't going to start taking orders.
"I'll sit in the middle. Anthony got in, sitting close to Aaragon.
Aaragon looked across from Anthony to Cas. "Ooh, Castiel, your wings are beautiful, well, your whole form is beautiful, but you get my point." Castiel looked over to Aaragon and jumped in his seat, but recovered quickly.
"Aaragon, I see you're doing well." Aaragon grinned, "Aw, you know my name!" Castiel shot her a look. "Every angel knows the name of the demon who started the Black Plague." Aaragon's grin got wider.
"You know my work!?" Anthony was trying not to laugh at Aaragon's line.
"Alright guys, we're still a long way from Massachusetts, so we're going to stop at a bar, then those that need sleep will sleep, then we'll get back on the road." Dean planned as he got the car back on the road.
A/N: Castiel finally shows up! Tensions are running high between the Winchester brothers and mainly Anthony, but also with Aaragon. The next chapter will come Monday evening most likely. Don't forget to favorite and follow if you really like this!