And finally after re-writing it and about 20 break downs of my laptop here it is chapter 12~

i hope you'll like it and it's one of my favourite episodes by the way! The wishing well *-*

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Chapter 12: The wishing well

It didn't take the two long to fall asleep, Dean had an arm around Pascal's shoulder and was holding her protectively.

Pascal was snuggled into his side and had an arm around Dean's waist, they seemed like a small child and a father.

Since Dean was a lot taller then the small young woman and his broad shoulders and the ever so present frown, made him look older anyways.

Castiel appeared with no sound, well probably a small one of fluttering wings, but that was when one listened closely, the two in bed? They were to deep in their dreams to be listening.

-...-

Pascal blinked and looked around, she was lying again on a bed of feathers, this time though she was clothed in a white and fluffy dress.

She groaned and looked around for something other then that dress she was wearing, it was white and fluffy and had frills and ribbons and made her just utterly embarrassed.

"You know... it's getting annoying..." a voice said, well the same voice that had talked to her in her last dream.

"I'm in your heaven again?" she asked and turned around and wished she hadn't, there on a king-size bed, was the same man who had healed her, with three women.

Clothes seemed to be overrated in heaven...

"Seems so... are you some kind of psych stalker?" he said and didn't even bother to cover any body parts, which weren't covered by any women hands or legs.

"Yeah... I love to stalk a middle aged man, with prostitutes... that's what I'm doing for life..." she replied sarcastically and turned around, she couldn't help the blush that was spreading on her face.

"Okay girl... just get out of here, go get on Cassy's nerves or Gabriel's for the matter..." he said and she sighed, "Dude i would love to! Because Cas my have a library in his head and Gabriel something sweet or so... But unfortunately I'm not able to control my dreams... Therefore i have to see a... ehm... an angel... having sex... God... this just sounds gross..." she muttered the last bit of her sentence and wanted to get out of the room.

She walked over to the stairs which were surprisingly also white as Balthazar shouted for her to stop, she turned around missed though the beginning of the stairs and fell backwards.

He grabbed her arm and pulled her up, she was no pressed into the chest of some naked guy, errrrr angel who was stronger then he looked.

"thanks..." she stuttered and looked anywhere but not at the angel, "I told you not to go snoop around...Just don't bother me anymore..." he sighed and put two fingers on her forehead, the last thing she saw before she fainted were those blue eyes, that showed nothing but confusion.

"You... bother... me" she mumbled and Balthazar caught her slumped body, "Weird girl..." he groaned and snapped his fingers, so the three women vanished and he was fully clothed again.

He put her on the fresh made bed and she snuggled into the white blanket beneath her, "You know? White doesn't suit you..." he snapped again his fingers and the dress was black now, "Makes me think about that song of the rolling stones... You really make me want to see everything painted black.

-...-

Dean looked around and found himself in his baby, "Hello Dean" he turned to his right side to find Castiel sitting next to him.

"I assume this is a dream", "That's correct" the angel replied and Dean sighed, "Something's important?" he asked, but Castiel just kept starring out of the front window of the Impala.

Dean didn't mind and looked out himself, he was driving and the rode was empty, it was a rather good view, sunny day and empty road.

He turned on the radio and Led Zeppelin echoed in the car, whilst Dean kept humming to the song.

Castiel looked at his charge, his eyes glued to every movement Dean made, or the way his face relaxed, to his favourite song.

He had known Dean for far longer, then the other assumed, his first meeting with Dean wasn't in that abandoned building.

The first time the angelic being had met Dean Winchester was in the hospital, the young man was born at, the moment Mary Winchester had held a small baby boy in her arms.

The moment they had decided to name this little human "Dean" after the mother of Mary who had been called Deanna.

That was the first time Castiel had laid eyes on Dean and it was also the first time his father had announced Castiel was to look over this baby.

As Dean was a baby he was able to see Castiel, always giving him toothless smile and reaching with his hands for the angel.

Dean got older and more smiles were sent to Castiel, smiles with a few teeth, smiles with a whole set of teeth and sometimes Dean would tell Castiel what happened on the day.

Small children and babies could sense and see angels, they lost the ability the older they got and the more life threw them around.

For Dean it was too early, the night his mother died and he was left with the small baby, his baby brother Sammy, was the night he stopped seeing Castiel.

It was also the moment Castiel was told to not interfere anymore into the young boys life, to not help him anymore, to not keep an eye on him anymore.

Though it were the toughest thirty years for Castiel one could imagine, the little baby he had found himself attached to, had forgotten about him and god.

He stopped believing in god and the good in the world and his believes were reduced to another being, namely Samuel Winchester.

It was the ups and downs Castiel had to witness and couldn't interfere and it was the hardest that was asked of him, but his father's orders always had a reason behind it.

Then Dean was sent to hell and Castiel found himself going down the depths of Lucifer's ocean of fire, to find Dean.

His wings were burned, torn at and slowly painted black, but he didn't care, because his priority was Dean.

And as he had raised him out of hell and gave him back his body, with his hand print on the shoulder, he couldn't help but he relieved.

He had tied Dean's soul to his body with a little amount of his grace, but it was worth everything, as Dean kept saving people and kept doing what he was born for.

Castiel found out a little later that he couldn't get his wings back to their original white colour, they stayed black with streaks of dark blue.

And they branded him in heaven, to be different then anyone else, to be not the same, to be Castiel the angel of the righteous man Dean Winchester.

Though Dean would never find out, because Castiel would never tell him, he knew that those were things no one wanted to know.

Many would say Castiel lacked the sense for human beings, but as Jimmy was in him and he could grasp a few memories of the human, he could quite puzzle together a bit.

"You could take a picture... last's longer" Dean suddenly said and this was once again a moment, that proved to Castiel, Jimmy Novak's memories mostly never could be applied on Dean Winchester.

"I don't understand" he replied, "You were starring a hole into my head" the Winchester replied, "That's not true, i wasn't using my grace..." the angel replied confused, "It's just a saying..." Dean muttered and couldn't help the smile that spread on his face.

"I have to go Dean... there is a case awaiting you... you should wake up" Castiel said and vanished, Dean nodded and drove down the street.

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Sam was still shocked, shocked about the fact that an archangel had such soft lips, shocked about the fact that one was still kissing him and about the warmth that spread through him.

It felt weird and strange and Sam could only compare it to the many times, when he was a child and Dean would hug him, whisper comforting things to him and promise him to keep him save.

To Samuel Winchester it felt like an eternity kissing the archangel Gabriel, under a street light, pressed against the hard metal of that street light.

He would deny the fact that he had put an arm around Gabriel's neck, or the fact that his right hand had made it's way into the gold-/brown hair.

Gabriel himself was pressed against Sam, his right hand pushing Sam with easy against the pole of the street light, his other hand was at the back of Sam's head.

Though Sam was good two heads taller then Gabriel, the other had no problems to pin the other against the cool metal.

He was an archangel and just because he looked human and was unfortunately smaller in height, it didn't mean he wasn't stronger.

The angels thoughts were fixed on the Winchester in front of him and he couldn't tell what was stranger, that his grace seemed to fit into that body perfectly, like a key into it's keyhole or a missing puzzle piece into the whole picture.

Or that he enjoyed the kiss, which was meant to help the Winchester, more then he actually should.

Gabriel broke the kiss and smirked at Sam, "I know I'm an awesome kisser, but you didn't even get a taste of my french kiss, Sammy" he said and his smirk grew wider, as Sam wore an embarrassed expression.

"Is this how it's going to be every time... i need your..." Sam trailed off and Gabriel crossed his arms in front of his chest.

"Well there is always the option of sex... But i bet you're better off with the kiss... Well i have to get it into your organism right? And my grace is nothing like blood, it's what gives me my powers and makes me who I am." Gabriel explained and had wiggled his eyebrows at the mention of sex.

Sam sighed in frustration and Gabriel snapped himself a Twix-bar, "Oh come on! As if it was that bad, to get kissed by me" Gabriel said and rolled his eyes.

"I'm not gay..." Sam said and run a hand through his hair, "Well actually I'm neither female nor male, you humans just keep pressing us into genders..." Gabriel said matter-of-factly.

"Your body is male..." Sam pointed at the obvious in front of his eyes, "Well yeah Loki has a dick, but that's because he prefers this appearance. He's a pagan-god, they're like us angels, choose their appearance." Gabriel snapped his fingers and a beautiful brown haired woman stood in front of Sam, her eyes golden and the Twix-bar of male Gabriel in her hand.

"See... i could look like that... but you know... the body of a woman is so... stressing? Well i prefer being male... since everyone assumes Archangel Gabriel is male" she said in a sweet voice, before she turned back into male Gabriel.

"You're just looking skin-deep... we're deeper than that... and i bet you saw..." and with that the angel vanished, leaving a twix paper floating in the air, till it fell to the asphalt, Sam run his hand through his hair once more and his face, before he made his way back to the motel room.

"I'm not superficial..." Sam murmured before he unlocked the door of the motel room, just to duck down, to not get hit by something that looked like a purse

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"What happened?" Sam asked and Pascal looked angrily away, not going to answer the question, "Don't look at me with that bitch face... it wasn't me... not this time" Dean said, as Sam looked at him.

"Then what happened?" he repeated his question, "That blonde douchebag came in, telling her to back of from his 'heaven', then the two started to argue about who was the bigger stalker and about naked women... or so... and the moment he vanished and you unlocked the door, she threw her purse at him..." Dean explained and Pascal just glared at Dean.

"What?! He had to know, you could've killed him with that thing..." Dean said and couldn't help to smirk, about this whole situation.

Pascal was beyond stressed out, as she left the motel room, with the Winchesters and the three drove down to Concrete Washington.

Sam had told them about a case, he had come across and as soon as Dean had heard the words 'naked', 'women' and ghosts, it was decided.

They made a short stop at a diner and the waiter seemed all flirty and nice with Pascal, which had annoyed her to no end, so she had taken her breakfast and went to the parking area, to eat it there.

Dean and Sam watched her and Dean murmured something that went into the direction of "PMS", both shrugged it off and ate their dinner.

They arrived in Concrete Washington and Dean let Sam out at the meeting point with the victim, he drove off with Pascal to the womens' health facility.

As the younger Winchester went to talk with the victim, Dean and Pascal checked out the womens' health facility.

Whilst Dean went in to check the facility with his EMF or for any sulphur, Pascal seemed to be taken in by a mother with a baby in a baby buggy.

Dean had tried to talk to her for about ten minutes, but she just kept waving him off and played with the small toddler.

As Dean came out of the facility with nothing, he saw her playing with the little one in her arms, it kept grabbing strands of her hair and played with it.

It babbled words that made no sense drooled a bit, which made Pascal laugh, though Dean couldn't understand how that could possibly be cute.

He sat down on the stairs of the building and pulled out the news paper, he had bought, the headline said a local man had won the 168 million dollar lottery.

Sam walked over and Dean looked up, "Well?" he asked and noticed Pascal standing a bit afar playing with a baby.

"No EMF or any sings for something supernatural..." Dean said, "I have the feeling there is nothing, that crazy ghost? He helped the woman up and told her, not to tell his mom..." Sam couldn't suppress a laughter, "You're disappointed? Wanted to save some naked women?", "Damn right I wanted to save some naked women!" Dean said.

That's when Pascal said her goodbyes to the mother and the baby and walked over to the two guys, "So?" she asked and Dean gave her a glare, he was a bit annoyed she had ignored him.

"We did our work what did you do?" he asked and she laughed, "Sorry for ignoring you Dean-o, well i found out something interesting... wanna hear?" she asked and both nodded.

"This woman was Mrs. Hurley, she lives on a street where crazy stuff happens, anyways the neighbours of her have a small child called Audrey, who now lives alone in the house whilst her parents went on a trip to Bali" she said.

"And?" Dean asked he seemed to not see a case in this, "Well Dean-o, the young girl about five years old or so... brings home porn-magazines and alcohol" she said and waited for a reaction.

"That's where the youth goes? Mommy and Daddy aren't home and they get drunk and sexed-up?" he said and looked disbelieving.

"Dean... i think the young girl, brought those things for someone who's living in the house with her..." Sam said who had gotten what Pascal had said.

"Well... then let's check Miss Home-Alone out" Dean said and the two followed him, to the house Mrs. Hurley had described to Pascal.

On their way they saw a little guy being chased by bigger boys and Dean couldn't help but to shout, "Run Forrest!Run!", "I'm surprised you even know this movie... wait don't tell me there is a porn version of it... just don't..." she said as, Dean made an attempt to explain.

As they arrived at the house of the young girl, they were dressed up as FBI Agents, though Pascal was their therapist, as they needed someone to be patient and sweet hearted, should that kid be traumatized.

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"I don't believe this..." Pascal said as she put the 'medical bag' into the backseat of the car, "A teddy bear? Really?! After all the monsters and ghosts and demons and whatever, it's a depressed teddy bear and a wishing well?" she groaned and sat into the back seat, opening her blouse a bit and the tied around her neck.

They drive to the place Audrey mentioned and Pascal can't help but to feel homesick, as the young girl had told her, her parents had gone on a trip to Bali and had left her behind.

She had felt sadness and sympathy for the young girl, because she could totally understand the wish of the young girl.

No one loved to be alone, or to be left behind.

"You kiddo!" a cheery voice said and made all three jump inside of the car, though Sam hit his head at the roof, since he was rather tall.

"Don't just pop in... really... can't you have some ring tone or so?" Pascal asked and Gabriel gave her a cheeky grin, as 'Call me maybe' echoed in the car and Dean was ready to kill the archangel.

No one played crappy music in his car and survived, his poor baby probably had a trauma by know from the crap song!

"Why are you here Gabe- Gabriel?" Sam corrected himself last minute, before saying 'Gabe' which was a nickname and qualified the archangel as a member of their team.

Dean would surely kick his ass, for doing so.

"Well Sammy-o, a wishing well? Sounds to me like lots of fun, no way in heaven, I'll miss on that" the gold-/brown haired said and snapped himself a lollipop.

The little boy who had been chased by the bullies earlier tossed a coin into the well, closed his eyes for a moment and left, pushing past Pascal and making her stumble.

Thanks to Gabriel though she didn't fall, as he held her firmly by the waist, "Watch it, kiddo" he said and she nodded, "Thanks"

They walked in and approached the well, which was actually a fountain, in the Chinese restaurant.

"Think it works?" Dean asked, "You gotta try Dean-o" the other just grumbled something that sounded a lot like an insult.

Yet he picked a coin out of his pocket, "What're you gonna wish for?" Sam asked, "Shhh!" Dean replied and Gabriel added, "He's not supposed to tell it..." he tosses in the coin and a man walked by holding a sandwich.

"Somebody ordered a foot-long Italian with jalapeno?" he calls, "That'd be me" Dean said looking at Sam.

"So this well works?..." Pascal asked raised an eyebrow and seemed to weight heir options on getting a wish fulfilled.

She turned around to leave the restaurant as she bumped into a young man, his glasses drop down to the floor and Pascal hurried to pick them up.

"I'm so sorry..." she apologized and handed the glasses to a geeky looking guy, he had a beautiful woman at his arm and smiled.

"No problems... I should've watched my steps better" he said and Pascal smiled, "Well we're both at fault... still I'm sorry..." she replied

"Well we have to go, nice meeting you..." he trailed off as he didn't know her name, "Pascal... nice meeting you too..." she replied.

"Wes..." he said and she nodded, the two said their goodbyes and the woman smiled brightly holding Wes' arm tightly.

"That kid felt weird..." Gabriel murmured as he watched the scene, Sam nodded in agreement, whilst Dean ate happily his sandwich.

They decided to sit down in the restaurant, though Pascal would've loved to go outside for a bit, the weather was just perfect.

"the teddy bear, the sandwich" Sam said, "Mmm" Dean added mouth filled with his sandwich, "I'm guessing the man in the lottery" Pascal said and pulled out the news paper from Dean's jacket.

"I'm assuming Wes and his pretty girlfriend" Gabriel added, "That definitely goes on the list" Dean said in heaven with his sandwich, not even noticing that Gabriel had spoken.

"What are we supposed to do, huh? Stop people's wishes from coming true? I mean that sounds like kind of a douche-y thing to do" Pascal said and the three men on the table could tell she started to adept to their way of talking.

"Yeah maybe, but come on man, when does something like this ever come without a price tag?" Sam reminded her.

"And usually a deadly one." he added, "I dunno, it's a damn good sandwich" Dean said.

Sam gave Dean one of his bitch faces, which probably was bitch face #26 This-is-a-serious-matter.

"We put a hold on the wishes until we find out..." Dean was interrupted by the owner of the restaurant who came over, "Gentlemen, gentlemen, I'm sorry, but we don't allow people to eat outside food here"

"Well I'm certainly not going to eat the inside food here" Dean replied immediately. He searched his pockets till he found his right badge and held it up "Health Department. Me and my friend. Big rat infestation. We have to shut this place down, under Emergency Hazard Code 56C" he said and Pascal was again convinced that Dean could possibly be an actor on the screens, if he wasn't a hunter, he had the skills to be one.

"RATS?!" the owner cried out and Dean nodded.

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They had decided to come back in the night and to check out the place, Gabriel could surely trick the alarms and keep the owner asleep, whilst Pascal would go with Gabriel and watch out that the guy didn't do something stupid.

Then she would open the door from the inside and let the two brothers in, they would check out the wishing well and try to fix it.

It was dark in the restaurant and Gabriel sat next to Pascal waiting for the boys to come, "Say, what would you wish for?" She asked him suddenly.

"What would you wish for?" he asked back and she smirked, "I asked first!" she replied and he grinned, "Why not find out?" he said and pulled out two coins.

"This is plain stupid... Sam and Dean will fix it, before anything happens... and Sam said... wishes come with a price tag...", "Oh come on, don't be a spoil sport... and I promise to keep you save~" he chirped and she just hit the back of his head.

Both threw their coins into the wishing well and closed their eyes, thinking about their wishes, Pascal was the first to open her eyes and blink.

Nothing had happened and she chuckled, it was so obvious that she would be the one, the wishing well decided to not grant a wish.

She turned around to face the gold-/brown haired man next to her, who had a moustache over his upper lip and under his nose, which really reminded her at some polish pimp.

"You wished for a moustache?" she asked and he smirked, "No... i just felt like snapping me one... we'll see what i wished for..." his smirk widened.

The two were interrupted in their talk, as someone knocked on the window of the Restaurant, Sam and Dean had arrived and Pascal went to open the door for them.

They got in and looked Gabriel over, who was playing with his black moustache, "Really dude?! A moustache?" Dean said asked and rolled his eyes.

"Just let him be, Dean!" Sam said and Dean as well as Pascal looked at Sam questioningly, he was the one to get between fights, but mostly he'd say something neutral.

To be on the archangel's side was something new and quite different.

Dean swept through the coins,inside the now dry fountain, "Aren't you a little bit tempted?" he asked and tossed Sam a coin, he looked over to Pascal who shook her head firmly, Gabriel seemed to not listen as he was eating something, that looked a lot like a french pastry.

"Nah wouldn't be real. Wouldn't trust it" he gave Dean the coin back, "I dunno, that bear seemed pretty real" Dean said, "Yeah" Sam replied.

Pascal kept herself out of the conversation, this seemed to be a brother thing and she was the last to but in into something like that.

"I mean come on, if you could wish yourself back, before it all started" Dean said and Pascal rose an eyebrow, there was something before this hunting? Sam had had a normal life?

"Think about it, you'd be some big yuppie lawyer, nice car, white picket fence" Sam smiled at that, "not what I'd wish for" he replied.

"You don't know, but i had something like a pause in hunting, went to Stanford and had a pretty normal life..." Sam explained to Pascal and she nodded, "But this never leaves you, it's once a hunter, always a hunter" he added and she nodded again.

"Seriously?" Dean asked in between and gave her and Sam a look that said 'Come-on-you-miss-it-a-tiny-little-bit'.

"I'm not that guy anymore" and Dean nods to that, "Alright, what then? What would Sammy wish for?", "Lilith's head on a plate. Bloody," Sam replied

And the only girl could see how Gabriel tensed, just a tiny bit but he had showed that he didn't like that wish.

She couldn't tell why it interested her and why she wondered about such small matters, but she knew that it would probably be kind of funny and interesting with the archangel and the younger Winchester.

Among all the pennies there was one different coin, "Some kinda old coin" Sam pointed out and Gabriel looked at the metal piece.

She could see he knew exactly what they were dealing with, but as always Gabriel would hold back if it wasn't life threatening.

Dean tried to pick it up, but it appeared to be stuck, "Damn" he mumbled, "Lift with your legs" Sam joked and Dean still couldn't get it off.

"What, is that little mother welded on there?!" he mumbled annoyed.

Dean went to the car and came back with a mallet and crowbar, "come on you're not going to destroy it!" Pascal went between the wishing well and Dean.

"I'm just going to try get that thing off, besides it's nothing the pigeon can't handle" he said and had a point, so Pascal moved out of his way.

As he tried to get it off, he broke the mallet and Dean was ready to just destroy the whole damn thing, "I think it's hoodoo that's protecting the well... I don't think we can destroy this" Sam quickly scratched the coins pattern onto a piece of paper and handed it to Dean, "Alright, here you gotta look into this..." "And what are you doing?" Dean asked back, "I'll take those two with me, something just occurred to me" Sam replied.

As soon as the Impala was out of sight, and the three walked towards the womens' health facility Sam took Gabriel's hand.

Pascal raised an eyebrow but kept silent, who knew why he was doing it, probably had good reasons.

"Hey guys, can we stop at a diner or so... I'm quite hungry... I'll just grab something to go..." she said and Gabriel wanted to tell her, there was no need for that, he could snap her something, but Sam seemed to have better things to do.

"Go ahead, we'll catch up" the younger Winchester said and a big smile was plastered on his face, "Ehm... sure thing... though i don't have any money..." she replied and Sam handed her his 'wallet', which was a rather beautiful piece of silver that held the money together, which had his initials engraved to it.

"Thank you..." she replied confused and walked over to the diner on the other side of the street, she turned around to ask, if she should grab Sam something too, as she saw Sam pressing his lips against Gabriel's.

She forgot to cross the street completely and kept starring at the rather crazy display of affection, between the archangel himself and the younger but taller Winchester.

The sound of a car unheard by her ears and she couldn't react fast enough, as she saw the headlights in front of her, eyes huge like a deer ones.

But before the car could crash into her, she was thrown back and a rather good looking young man sat on top of her.

"You okay?" he asked and she nodded taken aback, he helped her up and she thanked him, pushing the strand of hair behind her ear and smiling shyly.

"I'm really sorry..." she said and wondered about herself, how utterly stupid she was that she had stopped in the midst of the street.

"PASCAL! Are you okay?" Sam shouted and ran over to her, she nodded once again, the guy called Mathew said "good bye and take care" before he left her in the care of Sam and Gabriel.

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So this was chapter 12 ;_; actually it was thought to be totally different but thanks to computer break downs and a coding of my actual chapter... - i had to write this ^^°

soooo well i hope you'll like it and will read the next one to come~ i promise it'll be way funnier and poor Dean will have to suffer a bit :*

comments are as always much appreciated~

xxx yours Impala-Ilana67