Universal Strangers Chap. 4
Cas looked at you and then back at Dean, "She's a Nephilim."
"A what?" Dean asked confused.
"A Nephilim. She's part human, part angel."
Sam and Dean both looked at you with mixed emotions. You couldn't believe what you just heard. A Nephilim? How is this possible? You were growing a little anxious now. "So you're saying I have angel powers now?"
"Essentially, yes. You are part angel so you do have some angel abilities."
"Are you going to kill me?" you asked quietly.
Sam looked at Cas while Dean looked at you with a why would you ask that look on his face. "No, there is no need to kill you" Cas said with a sincere look on his face.
"But you and Metatron killed a Nephilim before, because she was an abomination."
"The only reason I killed her was because Metatron tricked me into thinking it had to be done. I will not being making that mistake again."
"Why do you think I was brought back here? Or why I was sent to another universe to begin with?"
"I do not know but I will try to find out. I will go back to heaven and see what I can find out."
With that, Castiel was gone. You, Sam, and Dean stood around for a minute before Sam spoke up. "Well, at least you won't be in pain anymore and you know who you are, kinda." "Yeah." You gave him a smile and then looked at Dean who had sat back down at the table and reached out for the whiskey bottle in front of him. "So, what do we do now?" you asked.
"I'm going to drink and then we are going to have to figure out what to do with you" Dean said before he took a drink from the bottle.
"I think she should stay with us. The bunker will be the safest place for her and we can keep an eye on her." Sam looked at you for your opinion. "I think that's a good idea. I don't really want to be left alone. If that's ok with you, Dean." You looked at him waiting for his answer.
"Yeah, I think it would be best if you stayed here, at least for a bit. Till we get everything figured out."
The three of you spent the rest of the day reading and learning as much as you could about Nephilim's and theories about other universes. There was a whole lot of coffee that was drank and complaining from Dean. But, every so often you would catch him looking at you from over a book he was scanning through or over the top of his laptop. You couldn't help but to feel a little flustered when he looked at you. After all, you did have the biggest crush on him, at least the other universes' version of him. Finally, after hours of research, you decided to call it quits.
"I think I'm going to head to bed," you said as you shut the book you had been reading. The boys both looked up at you and then Sam stretched and said "I think that's a good idea." "Yeah, cause I've just been staring at the same page for the last 30 minutes" interjected Dean. 'It wasn't just the page you were staring at' you thought as you told the boys good night.
Once you got to the room you were staying in, you plopped down on the bed and closed your eyes. About five minutes later there was a knock on your door and then it opened. "Y/N, you still awake?" It was Dean that had walked in. You sat up in the bed and said "Yeah I'm awake; you can turn the light on." Dean flipped the light switch on and you could see he was standing there with some clothes in his hands. "I thought you might want to change."
"Oh, yeah, thanks." You got up and took the shorts and t-shirt from him.
"They might be big on you, but they're the smallest sizes I have."
"That's ok, I'll make it work."
"Cool. Umm, I guess Sammy and I can take you out tomorrow to get some clothes and other things you might need."
You smiled at him and said thanks.
"I'll let you get back to sleep" Dean said while he ran his hand down the back of his neck. "Night."
"Good night Dean."
After Dean left your room and closed the door you couldn't help but smile to yourself. You changed into the clothes he lent you and laid back in the bed. As you were laying there you started thinking about how you knew Dean was just trying to be nice and everything because your world had just turned upside down but you also were thinking that there might be more to it. But that was crazy right? The two of you had just met and you knew Dean, if he was interested at all he would have been flirting like crazy. Still, the thought was there in the back of your mind.
After Dean left your room he headed towards the kitchen for one last glass of whiskey before heading to bed. As he was in there drinking, Sam walked in and grabbed a glass also. "She asleep?" Sam asked as he poured the whiskey into his glass.
"Yeah, I told her we'll take her to get some clothes tomorrow."
"I bet she's happy about that, I know I wouldn't want to wear your basketball shorts and old band shirts every day" Sam said with a smirk.
"Well at least I don't wear weird ass button ups or have to shop at giraffes-r-us for pants."
Sam just gave Dean his signature bitch face and then took a drink of his whiskey. "So, what's up with you anyway? I haven't seen you act like this for a girl since Lisa. Do you like Y/N?"
"What? No, I barely know her."
"Sorry, just asking."
After a few seconds of silence Dean spoke up again. "I don't know what it is. It feels like I've known her forever, or like I'm supposed to know her or something. I can't really describe it."
"Maybe you two are soulmates."
"Yeah right, that craps not even real. It's made up so lonely people won't feel bad because they don't have anyone because they haven't found their soulmate yet. It's stupid."
"I don't think it's stupid or made up. Remember that time we met a cupid?"
"Oh god, how could I forget…"
Sam laughed. "You never know Dean."
"No, I do know. Whatever this is, it isn't that."
Sam just shook his head, "Good night Dean."
"Night Sammy."