Previously...
"He found sulfur where the kid disappeared, but he said there are demons all over town. How did you know?" he shook Cas's arm for emphasis. The other man tilted his head, face a picture of concentration.
"I... I suppose I saw them." the fallen angel finally replied.
"Saw them? What do you mean 'saw them'? Saw their eyes? Saw them doing demonic shit, what, Cas?" Dean still hadn't let go of Cas.
"I saw their faces. Inside. Like before I fell."
"Sammy, go get the silver and the holy water." Sam finally on board with his brother's train of thought, sprinted from the building. "I'm gonna be pissed if it's not you in there, Cas." The blue eyed man wasn't listening, though.
"How could I have seen them and not noticed? I have not seen a demon's true face since I fell. How could I have not realized? What is happening to me? What has changed?" his eyes snapped to Dean. "Did you see any demons on the way over?" Dean shook his head and Sam burst back into the room.
"The car is gone." Dean swore but kept his eyes on as as he drew the demon knife from his jacket.
"Let me see your arm, Cas. Roll up your sleeve for me. If you're a demon, we'll know- if you're a shifter or just plain old you, nothing bad'll happen." The shorter man nodded and took his arm back, rolling up his sleeve as he was bid. He offered it to Dean who took hold gently, desperately trying to ignore that is was the first time in a year he had touched Castiel's smooth skin. He nicked the crook of Cas's elbow, watching closely for the red lighting that would signify demonic possession. When nothing supernatural happened, Dean allowed himself a small breath of relief before he got back down to business. "Could still be a shifter." He reminded the other two, his fingers still lingering on Cas.
"This is why you need the tattoo, Cas." Sam said it jokingly- it was an old argument.
"I do not want a tattoo. I like my body how it is."
"So would a demon." Cas slowly reclaimed his arm from Dean and led the way down a flight of stairs, still bickering playfully with Sam. They eventually came to a set of double doors.
"Try not to scare them." Before they could ask who, Cas opened the door and they were engulfed in sound. In the shocked silence that heralded their arrival, Cas spoke to the assembled children. "Everybody, these are my friends Sam and Dean. They're gonna look for Michael." Sam waved awkwardly at the kids and Dean just glared. "Come on, let's all go outside." A harried looking older woman brushed by the trio with a nod. Mrs. Clara watches them while I take my lunch break, Unfortunately she doesn't like children." Cas ushered the children out a door into a medium-sized yard with playground equipment and a few climbing trees. Within moments the children covered almost the entire area, running and screaming gleefully.
"Michael was there." Castiel gestured to a slide, completely empty of children. "They won't go near it since he disappeared." There was a ten-foot bubble of space surrounding the slide- no child would dare enter it. Without speaking, Dean made his way over to the slide was Sam checked out the perimeter. Just as Dean was about to cross the invisible line, a voice called out to him.
"Wait, Mister!" A single little boy had stopped screeching and running around like a moron. "You shouldn't go over there. It could get you."
"What do you mean?"
"It's harder for it to get you if it hasn't been there before."
"What the hell are you talking about, kid? What do you know?" Dean crouched down to the boy's level. "What is it?" The child shrugged, already edging his way back to the safety of the crowd.
"Bad."
A/N Another one tonight since they're both kind of short. I have the next 2 chapters written out but I don't have the energy to type them up right now. Besides, how am I supposed to stay ahead of the story if I'm on the same chapter as y'all? I hope you guys enjoyed, I'll try to update again soon but I still don't have my own computer.
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