I figured I'd post a few chapters together.

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Chapter Twelve: Drive

It had been almost a month since everything that had happened in Montana, from the non-incident with the vampires, to the waking up in bed with each others names carved in their wrists in Enochian.

"I'm not an angel," Dean had pointed out after understanding what it meant.

Cas had said that didn't matter, that it had happened between Angels and Humans before. What had surprised Cas was that, A) it had appeared at all, given that he was no longer an Angel, and B) that Dean had cared enough about him.

Since then, the marking had gone, slowly, from pale and hardly visible, to blacker than black. Dean couldn't help but smile a little bit as he looked at them, then at the sleeping form of Cas sitting next to him in the Impala.

Being bonded to an angel, even if he hardly was one, was what Dean imagined it would be like to be bonded to a Vulcan.

"You're thinking quite loudly," Cas muttered sleepily.

"Sorry," Dean smiled. He'd kinda forgotten Cas could hear his thoughts now.

"Not always," Cas pointed out. "Just sometimes."

"How come I can't hear your thoughts?"

"You aren't listening hard enough," Cas replied. It was a moment before Dean realized he hadn't actually spoken.

Dean smiled as his phone began to ring from the backseat.

"Will you grab that?" he asked. Cas reached over the seat and into Dean's coat.

"Hello?" he said when he answered.

"Cas?" Bobby said on the other end. "I need you guys to check out a haunting in Oakridge, California."

"Ask him if he's heard anything from the other hunters," Dean said.

"Dean wants to know if you've heard from the other hunters," Cas repeated.

"Let me talk to him," Bobby replied, knowing it would be easier than Cas being the intermediary.

"Yeah Bobby, what've you heard?" Dean asked when he took the phone.

"No one's actually seen anything, but I've got two complaints that someone got to the kill before our guys."

"So it's safe to say we've got someone out there killing monsters under our noses," Dean said as he hung up the phone and turned onto a new stretch of highway that would lead them to California.

"Perhaps it's just a hunter," Cas offered.

"A hunter that no one's ever seen?" Dean said. "Could be. But it still worries me."

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