Chapter 14: Our Plan

Castille and I walked into the small diner. The boys were laughing at some ridiculous thing that I can only imagine Dean had said, but as we walked up, Sam (who was facing me) suddenly stopped laughing. His smile slowly slid off his face and I could feel my heart drop and his my stomach. I hesitated walking for a moment, but then continued walking behind Castille towards the booth.

Sam and Dean slid over when we reached their little station. Castille slid in next to my former lover, leaving me to sit across from Sam and next to Dean. Castille smiled at me and I knew that if I could, I would have smacked him at that moment. Thank goodness for 500 years of learned patience and timing.

A waitress came over to the table. She was tall, red headed, and could have been considered pretty if she hadn't been caked in makeup. Her name tag read "Candy", though I doubted that it was her real name. Candy smiled sweetly at Sam and Dean, popping her bubble gum and batting her long fake lashes in attempt to look sexy. Instead, it was just painful to watch.

"What can I get for you, cuties?" Her voice was very strange, too high pitched to be real. Candy smiled at Dean, Sam, and Castille, tapping her heel in an even tempo.

"Well,' Castille cleared his throat, erasing the silence that had surrounded the table, with the exception of the shoe tapping. 'I'll have a cup of coffee."

"That all, sweetheart?"

"Yes, that's all." Castille gave her a patient yet weak smile. Candy then turned her attention to Dean. She raised her eyebrows, obviously asking the same question without words.

"Yea, uhhh, I'll have a burger, fries, and coffee." He handed the menu to her with a sweet little smile. She shuddered at the attention, proving that Dean was truly in fact the modern Casanova. But it wasn't enough to hold her, so she quickly switched her attention to Sam, who was still contemplating the menu.

Again, her eyebrows went up, asking the same question, in the same style yet again. Her eyes softened when she looked at Sam and I smirked on the inside because I knew Sam wasn't going to be interested in this.... "Candy". She just wasn't his type. Or, at least, I hope she wasn't.

"I'll just have a coffee and a burger as well, but no fries please." He closed up the menu and handed it to her. Looking her straight in the eyes, he gave her a sweet thank you, and then turned to look at me. As our eyes connected, there was a moment where I couldn't leave his gaze, despite the three people around us who were also in awe of our moment.

"Whatcha want?" Candy's annoying voice snapped me out of the moment just as my stomach let out a huge dinosaur growl. I guess I didn't realize how hungry I was. I blushed at the noise. Dean and Castille tried to hide their smiles, but Sam, he just started laughing. I giggled a bit, but I tried to stay quiet. I hadn't heard that laugh in so long. I wanted to savor every moment of it, putting it away into my memory for another time.

"I would like some chocolate chip pancakes, a diet coke, a side of bacon.... and , oh yea, a banana split. No nuts." I handed her the menu and smiled. I hoped my face told her she was dismissed. Rude, I know, but in my head, Sam was still my love, my man, and I was still protective of him.

As she walked away, Dean and Castille broke out laughing and Sam just smiled.

"I forgot how much you can eat." His voice was soft and calm. He giggled a bit. It took a few moments for the laughter to die down, but afterwards, we were left in an awkward silence. It lasted until the food came and continued on until we were close to being done with our meal. As we ate and it was Castille, as he sipped his coffee, that broke our silence.

"We need to leave as soon as possible." Castille's smooth voice was quiet, whispering as to not alarm the other customers around us. The intensity in his voice was there, noticeable to me and I assumed the boys understood it too.

Dean and Sam looked up from their plates and gave inquisitive glares. I continued to eat my chocolate chip pancakes. Before Sam or Dean could swallow enough to ask what Castille meant, Candy brought out my banana split, and damn did it look beautiful. As she walked away, I took my last bite of pancakes and slid the banana split closer to me. I felt eyes on me and I immediately looked up. All three of the men in the booth stared at me, gawking at the amount of food I had consumed. I scooped a huge chunk of ice cream, banana, whipped cream, and fudge and put it in my mouth. I continued to stare back at them until I had chewed and swallowed my mouthful.

"Want some?" I was still chewing as I asked. Sam just smiled and shook his head. I used to do this often enough when we were together. He always told me how cute it was, how cute I looked doing it. My thoughts were once again interrupted by Castille. Bless him. He was forever saving me from being captured by my thoughts.

"We need to leave once we're done."

"We can't. There's still that nest of vampires. We have to find their den and kill them." Sam was so serious.

"We have to.... You have to. Getting you out of here is the only option, it's our plan. You have no choice. Leave the vampires." Castille looked fierce, his tone said his word was final, but I knew that neither Dean nor Sam was going to let this go without a fight.

"What? You gotta be kidding me!" People turned to stare at Dean. He was nearly jumping out of his seat and his eyes were narrow and angry, demanding an answer from Castille.

"Do you want to keep Sam alive? Safe? Do you want to see him be the slave a pure evil thing, the possession, of the yellow eyed demon? DO you?"

Castille's voice shook with rage. Dead sat back down in his seat. His eyes turned from a furrowed brow to doe eyed, wide and scared.

"No,' All three of us, Dean, Castille, and I turned to look at Sam. He looked down at his plate, shaking a little, and I could see the anger wash over him. Sam's voice shook a little, but it was quiet and intense. A whisper that breathed rage in it's deliverance. 'No. We're finding the nest. We have to. We can't let them stay here, killing off the people of this town! I can't let this happen. I won't."

Castille was in deep thought as Dean and I continued to look at Sam. Not once did he lift his shift his gaze or look up at us. Sitting across from him, I could feel his anger. Even after being apart for so long, I still attuned to him, reading him like an open book. I wanted to comfort him, but despite how close we were in distance, we were so far apart. I wanted to calm his anger. I felt this intense need to do both, keep Sam safe and kill the vampires. When I looked to Castille, I could see his thoughts mirrored mine. It took several seconds, but I saw the lightbulb go off in his eyes.

"Alright... this is what we'll do. Sam, you're coming with me. We're going to a safe haven, someplace where they won't get to you.' Sam started to argue, but Castille put his hand up and silenced him, like a father to his impatient son. 'Dean, Jessica. You'll stay here, kill the vampires, then join us.' Dean looked at me and we all started to protest at the same time. Work with Dean? Was Castille crazy? As Sam and Dean started to talk to him, argue their way out of it, Castille again raised his hand, stopping both boys mid sentence. 'It's this, or nothing."

I nodded in agreement, as did Sam and Dean. Castille left a one hundred dollar bill on the counter and got up to leave. We scooted out of the booths and walked outside. The Impala was sitting there in the back of the diner. Dean grabbed a bag out of the back of the car, and Sam stepped behind the hood to talk for just a moment. Castille took me aside.

"We'll be safe. I'll keep him safe, I promise.' He cupped my face. 'I know you still love him. Trust me, he loved you as well. He still does. I'll keep him safe for you. You have my word." He pulled me close and kissed me gently on the forehead. I could feel his blessing spread down, throughout my body. His power was strong.

When we pulled apart, the brothers stood there staring at us. I suppose they had already said their goodbyes. I nodded and gave Sam a half smile. I didn't know if he trusted me enough to let me close. I didn't know if he even wanted me close, let alone want me all together. I had betrayed him, I could see it in his brown eyes. I just hoped it wasn't too late.

Castille walked over and placed his hand on Sam's shoulder.

"Jessica, you'll know where to find us once the hunting is complete." I nodded. He was powerful alright. His kiss, though it seemed like a sweet gesture, was a way for him to plant information in my head. Once the vampires were done, Dean and I could find them, and I'd know where they were hiding when the time was right.

In a blink of an eye, Castille and Sam were gone. Dean and I stood there for a moment. Awkward. Very awkward. He finally walked to the Impala, and I did the same. He was at the drivers door when I approached the passenger side. We both had switched to our game faces, and we were ready to take this blood suckers on.

"You ready?" He looked at me over the hood of the car. I gave him a smirk, a look I rarely used, except on cocky bastards like Dean.

"Are you?" I ducked down and got into the car, sliding easily into the passenger seat. Dean laughed and shook his head. He got behind the wheel and ignited the engine. As the car roared to life, all I could think was hunting with Dean... well this sure was going to be interesting...