Chapter 9:

AN: Hey guys! I made a cover picture for this story! What do you think? Like or no like?

We were interrupted from our reminiscing, well they were reminiscing and I was standing there feeling awkward but that's not the point, when we heard the sound of jeeps arriving and whoops of the other camp members. I guess that means grouchy Dean is back. I mentally corrected myself to call him grouchier Dean as I looked to the Dean I knew to see him with an uninterested frown on his face, just seconds away from complaining about the lack of alcoholic beverages or something.

"This should be interesting. Let's go. Dean can just stand behind us and try not to be too obvious that he exists." Castiel said, trudging out the door and ignoring the bitch face Dean gave him. I laughed at Dean, before striding out the door and hopping down the steps to catch up with Castiel, ignoring the small cry Dean shot my way to get me to wait.

"So," I said, catching up with the ex-angel, "when did you lose your super powers and resort to orgies? Not that I'm judging. End of the world and everything, why not." I said, getting a small smirk from the scruffy man beside me.

"Oh you know, the angels decided they were fed up with the earth and decided to go find a new playground, so I was left here. Eventually my powers just drained away I guess. And the girls, and a few guys," he said, getting a laugh and a pat on the back from me, "well, why not pass the time with a little fun eh?" Cas said, chuckling, though I could tell it was forced. I put a comforting hand on his shoulder, hoping it would show him I was sorry. He looked from my hand to my encouraging smile, then smiled back. I didn't need to say anything, he understood. And I've never been good with comforting words anyway so it was better that way. When my sister injured herself when she was younger I'd just pat her on the head awkwardly and tell her to man up, always getting a laugh from Bobby and an indignant huff from my mother, who'd then roll her eyes, pick up my sister and cart my sister away, leaving me alone. That was pretty much how I spent most of my childhood anyway, not that I ever minded. I've always been told I'm more like Bobby than my mother anyway and that was another example. Or another one is that I was always good with a knife, much to my mother's dismay. The time she caught me throwing knifes at a dead chicken hanged on the wall was the last time I saw the kitchen drawers without a lock on them.

"So angel boy, what's the plan round here? Any fab ideas to get the world back from Lucy (Lucifer) or do we just sit around counting umbrellas and having sex?" I asked sarcastically. Castiel simply chuckled and shook his head.

"Pretty much, apart from the umbrellas, we don't have any of those anymore. We all wait for 'our courageous leader' to come up with a great plan to save the world and for now we sit around moping and wishing we had more toothpaste. Anyway, orgies are a lot more fun that sitting around doing nothing, don't hate." He replied, making me smirk. I don't know what he used to be like but this angel fella was wicked. I put my hands up in mock defence.

"Trust me mate, I wasn't hating." I said, resulting in us both leaning on each other laughing. When Dean eventually caught up with us he simply gave us a disapproving look and shook his head, walking behind us and complaining if we started throwing innuendoes at each other. That was another thing I was very good at, making up innuendoes and sarcastic comments. Every time I say one I can almost hear my mother's sigh at the back of my head, but after this long I simply choose to ignore it. It seemed Castiel was as bad as me and instead of his mother chastising him it was Dean instead, smacking him round the back of the head and whinging every time either of us made one. Eventually we just gave up and walked in silence, every so often nudging each other and laughing, knowing how wound up Dean got as he thought he wasn't part of a joke or was the joke itself.

Soon enough we arrived at the clearing where a group of jeeps had arrived, surrounded by men, Dean included, cheering and drinking from beer cans. Dean threw a beer can so the soldier next to him and as the soldier turned back around the future copy of the man behind me drew his gun and pointed it at the man. I felt Cas freeze beside me and as I couldn't see past Dean doing anything I ran forward, shouting for this man.

"Hey! Watch out!" I said, making the soldier turn back around right as Dean shot him in the forehead. He slumped to the ground, dead. I just stared at him, a look of shock and morbid anger on my face. Obviously my reaction had turned attention to us and people noticed 2009 Dean as he stood behind me and put his hand on my shoulder.

"Damn it." 2014 Dean said, knowing he had to find a good explanation for his double. He looked to Cas for help, who in turn just shrugged and gave him a look that said 'beats me'. Future Dean rubbed a hand over his face, putting the beer can on the front of the car, before starting to speak to the soldiers still surrounding him.

"I'm not gonna lie to you. Me and him," he said, nodding his head towards the other Dean, who was still standing behind me, "It's a pretty messed-up situation we got going. But believe me, when you need to know something, you will know it. Until then, we all have work to do." He finished, before grabbing Dean and I by the scruffs of our necks and literally dragging us towards his hut. But I wasn't really paying attention, I was still staring at the slumped body on the concrete ground by the jeep, his eyes staring upwards with a frightened look on his face. I stared at the man for so long, wondering about his family and loved one and what they would think and do, that the image of his cold dead face was burned into my retinas and I could still see him when I closed my eyes to blink.

AN: So yes, I gave Amelia the watch out line. Sorry if this disappoints anyone but I wanted her to say something and I have a plan of what I'm doing next that needs her to say it. So sorry, but not sorry. Oh yes and I made Cas bi because 1) I see nothing wrong with it, and 2) he's not really a gender himself so he had flexibility about it. And its hippy Cas so why not.