Cas tilted his head "Do what?" He asked, sounding a little confused.
I raised my eyebrows and waved a hand around towards the hotel room Dean had just entered, "This!" I lowered my voice before continuing, because he was still looking at me with the same confused head tilt. "Breaking into hotel rooms with guns drawn. Not to mention the fact that neither of you seem too worried or confused about the fact that I have found myself stuck in Sam's body, while we have no idea what has happened to Sam and my body!" My voice had risen despite my best efforts and I took a couple of deep breaths to calm myself.
"Oh, that." Cas said. I rolled my eyes, "Yes. That."
"Well…Sam and Dean's job does tend to require some…skills, that most humans don't need to utilise." I stared at him for a moment, trying to work out if he was being deliberately vague and frustrating...
But before either of us had a chance to say anything more the door behind me opened again and Dean stuck his head out. "All clear, come and tell me what's out of place from what you remember."
I nodded, looking at Cas for one more moment before turning and walking into my hotel room.
I stopped short as I took in the sight before me, causing Cas to run into me as he tried to follow me inside. I think he apologised, but I was too distracted to really care.
"What's…what's out of place!?" I said, indignantly, "The whole damn room is out of place!"
And it was, chairs and tables upended, the bedside lamp was smashed, the mattress had slid off the bed frame, the blankets looked like they'd been kicked around the room and my things were scattered across the floor from where my suitcase had been knocked off the shelf on the wall. The room was trashed, basically.
I rounded on Dean, who was looking decidedly awkward, "How dare you suggest I left the room in this state!"
"Well…I thought…maybe" He wasn't doing a very good of explaining himself, but I just stood there eyebrows raised questioningly. Honestly I was kind of enjoying watching Mr Confident lost for words.
"I thought you might have been…rocking the bed with someone!" He finally blurted out, causing my mouth to open in shock. I stared at him for a moment, "Well I wasn't!" I finally retorted, my face returning to it's now familiar shade of red.
"Why would she be rocking the bed?" Cas asked curiously. "Not Now Cas!" Both Dean and I spoke at once.
We all stood in awkward silence for a couple of beats, then made a silent agreement to move on.
"In that case…looks like a fight happened in here." Dean said quietly. "Sam?" I asked and he nodded, "He wouldn't go down without a fight." I tried not to think about what that meant for my body.
I moved around the room picking up my things and returning them to my bag, feeling the need to be doing something…anything to take my mind of my current situation.
I supposed Dean had already looked around before inviting us in, as he just stood watching me move around the room.
Cas stood passively next to the door for a minute, watching me with another curious expression. Then he leant down and began to straighten the chairs and table. Dean looked at him in surprise, then shrugged and moved over to push the mattress back onto its frame.
I smiled a little to see them helping me straighten this small link to my life before I woke up to this nightmare.
"This yours?" It took me a moment to realise that Dean was talking to me, and I looked up. He was holding what looked like a piece of…parchment. Who even used parchment?!
I held out my hand to look at it even as I shook my head. He let me take the piece and look at the strange words written on it.
Inveni me.
Ubi mortuis ad requiem.
I tried to mouth the words, wondering what the hell language that was supposed to be. I shook my head again and handed it back, "No. Can you read that?"
He scrunched his face up in concentration, "Sam's better at Latin than me…" he muttered, then louder, "I found myself. Where the dead to rest." His forehead furrowed, "Either they suck at Latin…or I do."
He held it out towards Cas, who took it and looked at it for a moment "Your translation is correct." I just looked from one to the other, wondering how the hell either of them could read Latin of the tops of their heads, let alone both of them. And apparently Sam too…
I shook my head a little, shaking off the feeling of being stuck in a very weird dream. "Riddle?" I asked, lifting my hands in a gesture of I-don't-know.
Dean sighed, "Maybe." I looked at Cas, "So…you do this often?" I asked with a slight smirk.
He seemed to pick up on the fact that I was teasing him this time, and frowned at me without answering. Instead it was Dean who answered, confused, "Do what?" I couldn't help the snort of laughter.
He rolled his eyes, "You're dealing with all this surprisingly well." He commented.
I shrugged, "Would you rather I was a blubbering mess on the floor?" I asked and he shook his head with a chuckle, "So, here I am." I sighed, "I'll find to be a mess after this is all over."
He gave me an appraising look and gave a slight nod that seemed to be in answer to a question in his head.
"So where are we going from here?" I asked as I leant down to collect the last of my things and toss them into the messy suitcase.
"First we're going to put your things in our room. This is going to raise questions when housekeeping comes around." Even with our efforts to tidy up one of the chairs was leaning funny against the table thanks to a broken leg, there was glass on the floor where my water glass had smashed, the bedframe didn't look quite straight and of course there was the smashed lamp. I nodded, I didn't want to have to explain this, and I'd paid for the room in advance so I couldn't see them bothering to chase me down.
"Then we go to the local cemetery." He continued. I blinked a couple of times, wondering if I had heard him right, and definitely struggling to follow his train of thought.
"The…cemetery?" I asked, rather hoping I'd heard him wrong. Unfortunately he nodded, and then explained, "That would be where the dead usually rest."
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