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"A pure heart is superlatively rare and even more attractive." ― J.S.B Morse
Chapter 20: Den of iniquity
Two Weeks Later
It had now been a couple of weeks since Bobby had been discharged. Right before the pair left the hospital, Ava had made sure to give nurse Amanda a proper goodbye along with a gracious thank you for everything the middle age blonde had done for Bobby and her. Amanda in return said it was no trouble and that all she wanted was for Bobby and her to get through this ordeal as calmly as possible. Ava greatly appreciated her confession and gave Amanda a warm hearted hug, which instantly had the blonde nurse returning it with feeling as well.
It was no lie that Amanda was going to miss Ava. She had gotten close with the young adult during her stay in the hospital and had come to see her as the daughter she always wished she had. Except Amanda knew that Ava and her dad had to return back to their home. They couldn't stay here forever. So, Amanda, wanting to be optimistic, had told Ava before she left, that perhaps they would cross paths again later on in life. Of course though if they did meet again it would be under better circumstances. But the thought of seeing the bright and bubbly blonde again made Ava feel really happy. After all during her stay Amanda had become like a mother figure towards her, so it would be wonderful to see her again later on in the future. And who knows...maybe she just might.
Anyways, once the two of them finished having their heart to heart moment, Ava made sure to give Amanda another goodbye hug. This time it was longer right before she and Bobby left the hospital to headed back to the place they both yearned for....home.
Ava knew that her dad out of the two of them wanted to be back in the comfort of their home as soon as possible, so she quickly drove them there and made it within two hours. Once getting there she helped him out of the car and into his wheelchair and made their way inside the house. After that Ava then proceeded to make the house wheelchair friendly for her dad, allowing things to be more equipped for him. Of course Bobby at first had refused her help, telling her that he could manage just fine by himself. Which of course didn't come as a surprise for Ava. After all her dad was very stubborn, but then again so was she. Hence why she wasn't surprised by his iron-willed attitude. She had to admit that she admired her dad's consistency. Eventually though he once again ended up accepting her help with moving around the house. But even as he accepted her help Bobby still wanted to learn how to handle being on a wheel chair by himself. Which was what he had been doing for the last two weeks. He wanted to have some sort of independence, and Ava gladly respected that. Because it showed that her father was still strong-willed and that this incident hadn't broken him completely, much to both of their reliefs, and it looked like he was getting a handle of things. Slowly...but it was progress. But even with his remaining strength he had within him, Ava had to remind Bobby that he could always ask her for help. They were family after all and family stuck together. Through thick and thin, that was a sure thing.
Unfortunately, she couldn't say the exact same thing for Dean and Sam. Not at the moment, anyways.
It happened about a week ago...
Dean had called Bobby and her telling them that Sam and him were going to take a break from each other. Something about how Sam didn't trust himself anymore because of the demon blood, not to mention how Dean was acting chary towards him as well. Which made Ava think that something must have happened during the hunt in Colorado. Still even before considering that, she knew that there was unsolved tension between the two brothers. It was painfully obvious by how Dean was still wary towards Sam and how Sam was wary towards himself. But I mean splitting apart from each other? That just wasn't a smart thing to do. Didn't they know that being apart from each other wasn't going to solve anything but rather it was going to cause them more friction between themselves. Plus without each other they were pretty much weak, they were stronger together. Also, not to mention she found it extremely frustrating how neither one of them were willing to make the first step to call and make up. Seriously, and they called her a kid? Pssh, yeah right. If anything it was two of them who were acting like kids. Immature and obdurate type of kids. She'd even have to agree with her dad this time and call them straight out idjits. Cause they were...ugh.
Anyways, besides that whole ordeal with the brothers, life at the Singer household had been relatively calm. Well, all things consider with you know, the dire apocalypse sand the dreaded bond issue, but other than those pesky problems, things have been rather...peachy. Which in return made Ava feel unnerved, since she had a feeling this so called peace wasn't going last that long...meaning she had to soak it all up before it was gone.
Which is exactly what Ava was doing right now as she aimed her crossbow towards her target. Breathing in slowly she let the arrow fly and watched as it hit the target right in the bulls-eye. She let out a smile and lowered her crossbow. It had been a while now since she had a one-on-one time with just her crossbow, and boy it did feel wondrous. Being out in the open with the skies clear and sun shining on her while she released all her pent up emotion with just her crossbow, felt free.
It was already nearing towards the afternoon and she saw the sun begin to set in. This was pretty much what she had done all day, well besides from helping out her dad with a case earlier. Bobby had pretty much focused on helping out one of their hunter friends named Garth. A bit of a goof-ball but a real heart of gold type of guy and he was rather funny too. With how he used his sock puppet, (Mr. Fizzles) to how he listened to nineties music, and not to mention he was a known hugger. Ava should know this herself, based on past experiences she's had with him. But she didn't mind she always welcomed his hugs. Anyways, said solo hunter needed help with a case that he thought involved vampires. Once Bobby and Ava went the over the information Garth gave them over the phone, they came to a conclusion that perhaps vampires nor any other supernatural creatures had nothing to do with this case. So Bobby told him to call the FBI with a tip. But not even five seconds after they ended the call the phone rang and it was Garth, again. It was then this that had caused Ava to laugh uncontrollably and made Bobby exasperated as he explained to Garth to call the real FBI and not his number. It was an amusing scene for her. Really though that Garth guy was quite the character. But any-who, that's pretty much summarizing their day. Well up to this point, anyways.
After Ava finished shooting her crossbow she decided to head back inside the house to shower. She was rather sweaty due to being out in the heat, underneath the sun and because of her consistent shooting, without pausing. Which in return made quite the workout. One she needed in order to release all her pent up stress that she had inside and boy did it work. She felt a little bit at ease now.
With her crossbow still in her hands, she made her way back inside the house and passed a very busy Bobby in the living, who was thoroughly engrossed with the book he was reading. Ava didn't want to interrupt his peaceful reading, so she made her way upstairs as quietly as possible.
Once in her bedroom, Ava disregarded her crossbow near the bottom of her bed, and made her way into her bathroom. She then turned on the shower and while she waited for the water to warm up, she quickly took off her worn out clothes and threw them into the dirty clothes hamper that was on the side of the sink. She contemplated on whether or not she should take off the necklace Cas had given her but decided that the water might damage it. Unlike the other one that had his grace, this new necklace was normal, and she didn't want to take any chances with it getting ruined. So she quickly unclasped her necklace and safely put on the side of the sink where it wouldn't fall. It felt weird not wearing it but told herself that once she finished her shower she would put it on again. Ava then quickly got into the shower and let the now warm water hit her fair skin, soothingly. She then grabbed her honey scented shampoo and did a thorough wash on her brown locks and then scrubbed her whole body using the wash cloth, getting the sweat and grim off of her.
After feeling clean and refreshed, Ava then got out of the shower and grabbed the towel that was on the rack, using it to dry of her body along with with long hair. Once she did that she wrapped the towel securely around her body. She then grabbed her necklace and clasped it around her neck again filling complete once more. It was then that she noticed that she forgot to bring in her spare clean clothes into the bathroom with her. Huffing at her forgetfulness, Ava existed the bathroom and made her way back to her bedroom. Droplets of water from her hair were falling onto the wooden floor as she walked over towards her dresser drawers. She then pulled out her undergarments, along with a grey tank top, and a pair of washed out skinny jeans. She laid the clothes on her bed and dropped her towel to the floor. Picking up her undergarments first she quickly out on her underwear and then her jeans. While she was buttoning her jeans though she heard the familiar song, Hello, Goodbye by The Beatles began to play on her cellphone that was near her nightstand, indicating that someone was calling her.
Ava contemplated on answering her cellphone, but ultimately decided to let the ringtone continue until it ended. She figured if it was important the person would leave a voicemail for her or call again. Not to mention there was the tiny detail that she was still half nude from the waist up. I mean the person on the other side of the phone might of not known that detail but Ava would of and that greatly unnerved her. Once the song stopped, meaning the call ended, Ava continued on getting dressed. She grabbed her light colored blue bra and slid on the straps, but right when she clasped it on a familiar sound of ruffling feathers entered her ears.
Ava quickly whirled around and her face turned into a bashful expression, as she saw Castiel standing there a few feet away from her. Oh my God! She quickly without even thinking another second grabbed her tank top and used it to cover her chest. Her cheeks were a beat red and she gasped out. "Cas! What the hell?!" She fizzled, still covering her chest securely, keeping her voice low. "What are you doing here?!" She asked, loud enough for him to hear, knowing that if she yelled, Bobby would hear her and the last thing she wanted was for her dad to know about this embarrassing moment that was happening. Not to mention he probably would of kicked Cas' feathery butt. Wheel chair or not Bobby was still a fighter. Which made her glad that he wasn't in here because with the way things looked well...it could of been misinterpreted, majorly. She didn't want her dad to think that something was going on between her and Cas. Not that Bobby had to worry or anything since Cas probably didn't even feel an ounce of the same feelings for her anyways. And despite telling herself its for the best she couldn't help but feel disappointment...
Meanwhile, Castiel had heard her questions, but was to openly staring at her to even form a coherent answer. His eye's were wide and he felt his face warm a bit due to her unclothed appearance. He by no means meant to intrude on her while she was changing...but he to ask her something. He remembered how she had told him to let her know ahead a time before he 'plopped' in for a visit, which was what he had done. Except she did't answer his call and that instantly made him feel concern. So he did the only thing he could do. He made his way towards her home, hoping to see her in person to calm down his distress... and that's where he found her. Only he didn't exactly find her in the most appropriate time. No, he plopped right into her bedroom when she was only wearing her jeans and her top was almost bare for him to see, if not for her upper garment she had on. Once he saw her in this state though his vessel immediately began to feel...strange. He of course had felt the warm sensations in his stomach area before when they had been close with each other, but this time it was different. This time he felt a new sensation elsewhere...somewhere much lower. It wasn't painful or anything, it just made him alarmed since he never had this feeling before. His mind began to ponder around...was this reaction happening because he saw her almost nude? No...that couldn't be the reason why. He's existed for over a thousand years now and through out his existence he had seen human nudity. But...only this time he was actually seeing it through a new way...this time he was seeing it through the eyes of his vessel, up close and personal. And when he caught of glimpse of Ava's soft fair skin he immediately began to feel...ruffled. Even now as she was covering herself, with her cheeks rosy, the alienated feeling could still be felt, if so he thought the sensation just intensified even more. It was then after his acute realization that she had caused him to feel that way, he had finally composed himself enough to answer her impending question. "I―I, came here to ask you something. I called before like you asked me to do, but all I received was that tiring feminine voice again asking me to leave you a message." He explained to her with a muddled gruff voice. "I became worried for your well-being."
If they weren't in situation they were in right now with Ava covering her chest. Then she would of found his over protectiveness to be adorable. "Yeah, Cas I didn't answer my phone because I was changing. Which is why it went to voicemail. Don't worry, I'm fine, as you can see..." She stated awkwardly referring to her current state. Her face blushed even harder when she spoke up again. "Now, um, you mind turning around or something..."
Castiel heard her rueful tone and nodded his head as he swallowed the lump in his throat. "Yes, uh, of course. My apologies." He then followed her request without another word and turned around to face the other side of the room. He stared at the wall intently, as he tried to make the lower feeling he had go away.
Ava quickly put on her grey tank top, fumbling a bit, but managed to dress herself anyways. After she had her tank top on, she walked over towards her closet and grabbed a blue and black checkered flannel from a hanger. She put that on as well over her tank top. After that she let out a forced cough. "You can turn around now..." She shyly informed Cas.
Cas turned around back to face her and saw how she was fully dressed now. But even as she was covered in layers of clothing he still had a good mental image of her almost nude body...the image made him warm up inside even more. It was pleasant though. He shook himself a bit as the lower feeling he had became more noticeable. He had to compose himself. "I'm sorry...I came at a inappropriate time."
Ava took a seat on the edge of her bed and put on her socks. "It's okay Cas...I mean, you did call, right? I should have answered."
"Yes...but you were changing." Cas retorted back as he saw her put on her favorite black converse.
After she put on her shoes, Ava stood back up again. "True...but hey what's done is done. Can we just forget about it." She said trying to move pass this...no matter how embarrassing it was.
Cas didn't think he would be able to forget the sight of her almost nude body, but for her sake, he nodded his head. "Alright."
"Anyways, you said you needed to ask me something? What's up?" She asked him, wanting to change the topic.
Cas nodded his head. "Yes, I do need to ask you something. It's about my father."
Ava's eyes widen at that. "Well what about him?"
"I need your help, along with Dean's." Cas informed her.
"Me and Dean?" Ava asked, puzzled. "What can we do?"
"I need help finding Raphael. And in order to find him I'm going to have to verbalize with other people." Cas said somberly, as if it were something he was scared to do. "As you know...my people skills are rather rusty." He admitted, diffidently.
Ava let out a smile. "Yeah, I've noticed...but who exactly is Raphael?"
Cas hesitated knowing she wasn't going to take this well."He's the archangel who killed me."
"What?!" Ava exclaimed, before she lowered her voice. "You want to find the archangel that killed you? Let alone one that's named after a teenage mutant ninja turtle?" Was he serious? "That's...that's suicide!" She thew her arms in the air before she controlled herself.
Cas looked bemused by her comment about the ninja turtle, but disregarded it. "I know it's a perilous thing for me to do, but Raphael could lead me to where my father is at." He said adamantly. "It's necessary that I find him."
Ava sighed and saw how tenacious Cas looked. "And you're certain this Raphael guy knows where your father is at?"
"Yes, he holds valid information." Cas informed her.
"Cas, I'm more than willing to help you. But be honest with me here...if we find Raphael are you...is there a chance you might die again?" Ava asked, her voice slightly wavering. "I mean, he isn't exactly you're biggest fan...right?"
Cas saw her distraught expression and felt guilt for what he was about to say, but she needed to know the truth. "Yes, there is a possibility." He saw how she was about to protest and spoke up before she could. "Ava, I know that's upsetting for you to hear, but I need to do this. You know I do...if there's even a slightest chance to find my father's location I have to take it."
"Fine..." Ava muttered reluctantly. "But what about Dean, huh? How do you know Raphael's not going to kill him?"
Cas shook his head. "He wouldn't, he's Michael's vessel. He needs to be kept alive. You too."
"What?" Ava asked.
"He wouldn't hurt you, let alone kill you." Cas informed her. "Since your role in the apocalypse needs you alive to complete the bond, he wouldn't dare lay a finger on you." His voice then lowered, gallant. "Not that anything would happen to you anyways, because I wouldn't let anything dangerous happen to you. Ever."
Ava blushed at his protectiveness and nodded her head. "I know Cas..." There was silence as all they did was stare deeply at each other. Ava though was the one that ended it as she broke their gaze "Anyways, um, if I'm going I need to tell my dad. I feel bad for leaving him but I think he'll understand. Well...hopefully anyways."
"How is he?" Cas asked grave, still feeling awful for not being able to heal him.
"He's adjusting...getting use to the chair and all." Ava explained and let out a small smile. "He's rather stubborn though."
"Like you?" Cas stated with a smile.
"Already making jokes, huh?" Ava laughed before calming down bit. "But, yeah, anyways I guess I'm like my pops that way. Full of stubbornness."
"I find your stubbornness to be endearing, if not an appealing attribute. Even if it does some what cause trouble. It's what makes you...you." Cas admitted to her, warm heartily.
Ava gave him a shy smile. "Thanks Cas...I think. Anyways, it's best I go tell my dad now." She said making her way towards her door.
"You want me to go with you?" Cas asked already hot on her trails.
Ava nodded her head. "Yeah, come on."
The two of them made their way downstairs and walked into the main room, right where Bobby was still reading. He was by his desk with his eyes focused on another lore book.
He didn't even notice them until Ava let out a cough. That got Bobby to look up from his book and turn his attention onto her. His eyes widen in surprise by the fact that she wasn't by herself. He immediately shut the book and put it on the desk, to the side. "What's feathers doing here?" He asked, not rudely, but rather in a dim tone.
"Hello, Bobby." Cas greeted, politely.
"Cas." Bobby returned the greeting before he looked at Ava for an explanation.
"Cas here needs help dad." Ava told him.
"What you need a lore book or something?" Bobby asked looking back towards Cas.
"No, I need Ava's aid." Cas informed him, in resolute.
"With what?" Bobby asked warily.
"He needs help finding an archangel." Ava said answering his question.
"What for?" Bobby voice was full with broodiness. "And why exactly do you need her help for?"
"I need to find him because he could give me my father's location." Cas told him.
"You mean God?" Bobby asked with raised eyebrows and saw Cas nod his head. "Alright fine, but you still haven't told me why you need her help."
"I need her help because...my social skills aren't the best." Cas admitted, somewhat in embarrassment.
"So you mean to tell me she's going to help you talk to people?" Bobby scoffed. "Yeah, right."
"Dad come on he needs help, and I want go." Ava said crossing her arms.
Bobby narrowed his eyes at her. "You think I'm going to let you go with him to find some archangel? I don't think so."
Ava sighed. "Dad can you please, just stow away your over protectiveness right now? If I help Cas find this archangel fellow, then this could lead us to God, which in return would help us end the apocalypse." She reasoned with him and then shrugged nonchalantly . "Besides, you've been begging me to leave the house for days now and I think this the right moment."
"I told you to leave the house to get some fresh air. Go to the store or something. Not to go on some dangerous mission involving angels!" Bobby retorted back to her.
"Look..I know this doesn't sound very..secure but Cas needs help." Ava softened her brown eyes. "Come on dad please..."
Bobby took one look at those brown doe eyes and sighed, defeated. "You're lucky you have those eyes." He muttered.
Ava jumped in place next to Cas and smiled. "Thanks dad!" She turned to look at said angel. "I'll be right back, let me just pack my duffel back real quick." After she said that she quickly made her way upstairs and into her room.
Once she was out of the room, Bobby set his hard eyes on Cas. "You listen to me feathers. If anything happens to her while she's with you...anything at all. I'm coming after you. Wheel chair or not. I will still clip away your wings."
"That's not possible for you to do Bobby." Cas said, knowing he wouldn't be able to see his wings.
"You know what I mean!" Bobby exasperated.
"Yes, I do." Cas said nodding his head. "I find your worry for Ava's safety admirable. It means you really care for her." He said with a voice full of esteem. "But you don't have to worry. I won't let anything happen to her. I'd rather die first than to see her harmed."
Bobby was taken back by this. Perhaps...he was wrong about Cas. Maybe the feathered bugger wasn't as stoic as he thought he was. "Alright...glad to know where on the same page then." He said in a more comprehending tone.
It was then that Ava came back down with her duffel bag, slung over her right shoulder. "Okay, I'm ready whenever you are Cas."
"You remember to take your phone with you?" Bobby asked pointing a finger at her.
"Yes, dad. I also have my charger with me." Ava added with an eye roll. Yesh.
"Hey, it's not my fault you always forget it charge it." Bobby retorted before he softened his voice. "Now come give me a hug."
Ava hurriedly went behind his desk and gave him a hug. "You stay safe, yeah hear?"
"Yeah, I promise." Ava said before she ended the hug and went to stand next to Cas. "You ready?" She asked again.
"Almost." Cas replied before he looked towards Bobby. "Where's Dean?"
"He's at River Inn Motel." Bobby answered, slightly puzzled by his sudden question. "Why―"
But the older hunter never got to finish his question, because as soon as he said the motel's name, Cas and Ava were no longer in the room. Bobby shook his head and rolled his eyes. "Damn angels..."
One second they were in her house talking to Bobby and the next they were standing in some bathroom. Ava was startled but felt relief when she saw Dean washing his jacket by the sink. She quickly and quietly backed away knowing that when he would notice them he was going to want his personal space. Cas though still remained in the same spot a few feet away from Dean and Ava was about to pull him back, but that's when Dean finally looked up and saw him. The green-eyed hunter jumped back completely startled. "Oh my God!" He felt his heart rate go back to normal before he gave Cas a scowl. "Don't do that."
"Hello, Dean." Cas greeted him, still close to him.
Dean turned to face him. He sighed at the fact that the angel was a few inches away from his face."Cas...we've talked about this. Personal space?" He reminded him, yet again.
"My apologies." Cas simply stated before he backed away.
Once he gave him enough room to move Dean did a full turn and that's when he noticed Ava standing on the other side of the bathroom carrying a duffel bag. "Ava? What are you doing here?"
Ava let out a small laugh and gave him a wave. "Hey Dean...I uh, came here with Cas."
"Yeah, I can see that but why?" Dean asked as he made his way towards the bed area. "How you guys even find me? I thought I was flying under the angel radar? Not to mention I didn't tell you where I was kiddo."
"True, but you did tell one person." Ava said shrugging her shoulders.
"You are. It was Bobby who told us where you were." Cas clarified what Ava meant. He was looking around the room, puzzled by someone's missing presence. "Where's Sam?" He asked wondering where the youngest Winchester was at.
Wait a minute, he didn't know? Ava thought in her mind. She gave Dean a reprimanding expression. "You didn't tell him Dean?!"
"Tell me what?" Cas asked, not all understanding in the slightest.
"Geez, no I didn't, okay? I've been busy." Dean retorted back at her, piqued.
"Oh, yeah. I'm sure you've been real busy sulking around." Ava countered back at him before she turned to face Cas. "Dean and Sam are taking a 'break' from each other. I thought he told you this, but clearly I was wrong."
Dean turned back towards her and let out a heavy sigh. "Alright, I get it. Just drop it, okay?"
"I'll drop it when the two of you stop acting like immature little kids." Ava said with a fake uptight smile. "Seriously and supposedly I'm the kid?"
Dean just rolled his eye and moved his gaze towards Cas who looked as if he were studying the interaction between them. "So...did you find God yet?" He asked him trying to stir the conversation away from Ava's berating on him. Seriously, she acted like a mom sometimes. "More importantly, can I have my damn necklace back, please?"
Cas shook his head in regret. "No, I haven't found him yet. That's why I'm here and why I brought Ava along. I need help from the both of you."
"With what?" Dean said cynical as he rolled up the sleeves from his shirt up to his arms. "God hunt? Not interested."
"Dean." Ava said ready to chastise him again. She felt irked. His time away from Sam was really doing as number on him. She huffed and nodded her head towards Cas. "Continue, please."
Cas gave her a grateful look before he continued talking to Dean. "It's not God. It's someone else." He finished explaining to him.
This caught Dean's interest as he finished rolling up his sleeves. "Who?"
"It's an archangel." Cas said gruffly, glad to know he was listening. "The one who killed me."
Dean blinked several times by what he just said. "Excuse me?"
"His name is Raphael." Cas said lowly.
Dean looked towards Cas and Ava, a thoughtful look came upon his face before his stare landed on Cas again. "You were wasted by a a teenage mutant ninja angel?" He said in disbelief.
"Right!" Ava exclaimed throwing her hands in the air. "That's what I said too!" She calmed her eccentric behavior as she lowered her arms back to her sides.
"No, he's not a mutant turtle or fighter, that's not of import." Cas told both of them, still wondering what this mutant turtle was so important to them . "He's an archangel." He repeated towards Dean again. "I've heard whispers that he's walking the earth. This is a rare opportunity."
Dean scoffed. "For what? Revenge?"
"Information." Cas clarified, curtly.
Dean let out a humorless short laugh. "So what? You think if you find this dude, he's just gonna spill God's address?"
"Yes." Cas said solemnly. "Because we are gonna trap him and interrogate him." He declared as looked at both hunters.
Dean's face became reflective. "You're serious about this?"
"Yes." Cas deadpanned.
"So what?" Dean asked as he viewed Cas with a narrowed look. "I'm Thelma and you're Louise? Or are we the three musketeers instead. Since you decided to bring Ava along with you, during your God hunt." He then challenged him. "Give me one good reason why I should do this?"
Cas was beginning to loose patience but he managed to calm himself by taking as quick peek towards Ava. "Because you're Michael's vessel." He replied to the hunter. "And no angel will dare harm you."
"Oh, so I'm your bullet shield?" Dean asked then looked towards Ava. "What about Ava, hmm? What makes you think she won't get hurt?"
Cas's blue eyes suddenly became hard. "She won't. I'll make sure of that. Besides, like I've told her, due to the bond no angel would dare harm her either." He then took a deep breath and his guarded exterior lessened. "Please, I not only need Ava's help but yours as well. You two are the only ones that will help me. Please."
Dean looked between Cas and Ava and saw how they both had on expression that reminded him of Sam's puppy dog eye'd one. Damn it. "All right. Fine." He all but muttered. "Where is he?"
Cas looked relieved that he was willing to help. "Maine." Was all he said before he grabbed gently onto Ava's hand, making her blush but quickly hid her reaction from him. Cas then was about to touch Dean's forehead with his other hand, using two fingers. "Let's go."
"Whoa, whoa!" Dean protested loudly making Cas retract his fingers.
Cas furrowed his eyebrows, confused by his outburst. "What?" He asked as he was still holing onto Ava's hand.
"Last time you zapped me someplace, I didn't poop for a week." He exclaimed bluntly.
Ava scrunched up her face. "Eww...come on man! TMI! I don't want to hear about your bathroom problems."
"Sorry, kiddo. Just being honest." Dean then gave Cas a pointed look. "We're driving." He said before he started grabbing his stuff.
Ava watched as Dean was getting ready, but then noticed how Cas was still holding onto her hand. "Umm...Cas?" She whispered only loud enough for him to hear. The trench coat wearing angel turned to look at her and moved to where her gaze was at. His eyes landed onto their intertwined hands, and he reluctantly yet shyly let go of her hands.
"My apologies..." Was all he could muster out bashfully and saw how her cheeks turned pink. They were rosy just like they had been when he had caught her changing...it was such a complimenting color on her. Oh how he wished he could have the honor of seeing her in such state again...
"Alright, kiddos. Let's blow this joint." Dean's sudden voice startled him from his thoughts of Ava. Cas quickly shook himself and watched as Dean exited the motel room through the front door.
Ava began following him before she turned to look over her shoulder. "Come on Cas, let's go. Before he changes his mind." She joked and adjusted the duffel bag over her shoulder. After that Ava left the room and Cas couldn't help but watch her back side, once again thinking of her womanly figure. He swallowed the lump in his throat as he felt the sensation from his lower region come back again.
This was going to be a long car ride...
The car ride to Maine wasn't as long as Ava thought it would be. Thanks to Dean's driving skills they made there within a day in a half. The drive there as well was actually quite pleasant. The time was mostly spent with Dean and Ava listening to their favorite tunes. Of course Cas was still clueless when it came to music. So Ava gladly took this opportunity to educate him on the finer side of music. Aka, classic rock. She then made him listen to AC/DC, Def Leppard, Metallica, (which Dean enjoyed very much.) Lynyrd Skynyrd, Bon Jovi, Queen, Boston, Gun's N' Roses, Journey, Nirvana, Aerosmith, Kansas, Pink Floyd, The Doors, The Beatles, Van Halen, Led Zeppelin, and so and so on. In fact her music lesson to Cas was so superb that it made Dean very proud. Cas of course had listened to very band and song she picked out, openly. He at first found the music...rather odd. But during the drive, had slowly grown to like it. He of course had taken everything Ava was saying and teaching him into his memory. Everything she said was filled with passion and he could tell that music meant a lot to her and to Dean as well.
After their lesson had ended though, it didn't take long to arrive to their destination: Waterville, Maine.
The trio then took shelter at an abandoned house near the outskirts of town. After finding the place, Dean and Ava had quickly changed out of their civilian clothes and into their FBI outfits. They then headed to the Waterville police department to question the deputy and they found out that Raphael's vessel was being held at a ward. Though what made the trip to the police department bery interesting was the fact that they had taken Cas with them. That had been a rather risky move, but it now made a funny memory for Ava. To her it was adorable on how Cas had held his FBI badge upside down.
After the the trip to the police department ended, the three then went to the psychiatric ward, where Raphael's vessel was at. The man now was practically a living statue. He hardly moved a muscle. It was if he no longer had life in him. Which was an aftereffect that happened once Raphael no longer possessed him. This didn't discourage Cas and he still performed the Enochian chant and said that by the next day they were going to try the ritual. After he said that he left the hunters at the abandoned house. Which was exactly where they were at right now, waiting for Cas to return back. It was night now and Dean was pacing around the room while Ava sat in one of the chairs, near the table, and sighed due to boredom.
Suddenly much to her relief, Cas appeared in the room holding onto an old jar, catching both her and Dean's attention.
"Where you been?" Dean asked him.
"Jerusalem." Cas replied, non-chant.
Ava's face lit up from where she was siting at. "Really? That's awesome!" She exclaimed. First he had gone to France and now Jerusalem? Man how she wished she had the power to teleport around the world. She would have loved to go visit all the different beaches around the world.
"Well, how was it?" Dean asked curious, as well awed like Ava was.
Cas took a second to think before he could come up with a description. "Arid." He then walked over where Ava was and put the jar on the table, as he took a seat in the chair across from Ava.
Ava was intrigued by the jar and was studying it intently. Dean just an eyebrow trying to figure out what it was, but came to no conclusion. "What is that?" He asked Cas.
"It's oil." He informed him and Ava who was still staring at the Jar. "It's very special and very rare."
"Great, we're gonna trap Raphael with a nice vinaigrette." Dean grinned and said in sardonic humor.
Despite her protest, Ava couldn't help but let out a small laugh. Cas though just gave Dean curt look. "No."
"So this ritual of yours, when it's got to go down?" Dean asked him.
"Sunrise." Cas simply replied.
"Tell me something..." Dean started off saying. "You keep saying we're gonna trap this guy, but it isn't that kind of like trapping a hurricane with a butterflies net?"He finished asking.
"No." Cas said with a grim expression. "It's harder."
That didn't make Ava or Dean feel better.
"Do we have any chance of surviving this?" Dean asked him again.
Cas looked at both Dean and Ava with a unperturbed expression. "You two do.
"So, odds are you're a dead man tomorrow?" Dean asked him, attentively.
Ava already knew the answer to this...but actually hear Dean ask Cas that question made her feel great dread. She didn't want Cas to die! Not again. The first time he died was to much to handle. She didn't think she could handle it if he left her again...
Cas saw the disquiet expression Ava had and lowered his voice. "Yes..." He replied to Dean's question.
"Oh..." Dean said shocked by his response. Then with his good humor broke the silence again. "Well, last night of earth. What, uh, what are your plans?"
Cas remained quiet and allowed his gaze to land onto Ava's before he slowly moved it away. An action that happened that only she had noticed. "I just thought I'd sit here quietly."
Ava felt greatly touched at the fact that he wanted to remain, what could of been his last night on earth here, with sitting across from her. It was nice.
Dean though thought differently. "Dude. Come on. Anything?" He said pressing for an answer. "Hmm? Booze, Women?"
Ava almost fell out of her seat when she heard Dean say that. Her curiosity got the better of her and she sent her wide eyes towards Cas and waited for his response. She saw how he seemed nervous and flustered. He soon caught her staring and it looked like his face was tinting with even more redness. Which in return just made Ava blush as well, because a sudden memory of her changing in her room, and of him seeing her almost half nude from the waist up invade her mind. Unaware to her Cas was thinking the same thing as well.
Dean in return was shocked by the angels reaction. "You have been with a woman before, right? Or an angel at least?"
Cas didn't say anything in return and looked even more distressed, as he rubbed the back of his neck. Telling Dean an answer of a silent no, making Ava feel strangely relieved that he hadn't been intimate with anyone.
Dean though was finding it extremely amusing. "You mean to tell me you've never been up there doing a little cloud seeding?"
Cas now felt ganged up by Dean and sighed, exasperated by his constant questioning. "Look, I've never had occasion, okay?" He replied rather stiffly, but he sure felt like doing it now. Specifically with only one person. He let his eyes wander towards Ava again before he lowered his gaze to the ground.
"Dean...come on, stop it." Ava said solicitously, sticking up for Cas. "I mean it's his own business. Why do you care?"
"Because he's a virgin!" Dean exclaimed as if it were some horrible disease.
"So...? I'm a virgin and I'm okay with it." Ava said shrugging her shoulders, yet sounding very defensive.
"Yeah, but you're Ava." Dean said pointedly as if that were a good enough answer.
"And what does that mean?" Ava retorted back to him, trying her best to not lash out.
"It means you're not having sex, ever." Dean informed as he put on his jacket as she gave him a glower. "And besides that little known fact, there two other things that I know I'm certain of. One, Bert and Ernie are gay." Cas gave him a confused look, having no idea who these two men were. While Ava just face-palmed her forehead, due to Dean's stupidity. The hunter though ignored these reactions and carried on talking, happily. "Two, our feathery friend here is not got gonna die a virgin. Not on my watch." He said before grabbing his father journal from the table. "Now, let's go." He said making his way towards the front door.
Ava gave Cas a look of vexation mixed nervousness. While Cas in return looked plain out confused and flustered. The huntress sighed when she heard Dean yell for them to hurry up from outside. Reluctantly she got up from her seat and made her way towards the door, dragging her feet. Cas got up as well and was right behind her. She had a feeling where Dean was planning on taking Cas to fix his so called problem...but she hoped she was wrong.
Now, Ava had never been to a strip club before in all her eighteen years of life. Why would she? There was never a reason for her to go to one. So she didn't really know what to expect to see. Well, other than the indecent dressed woman of course, but what else was there to do? She thought about that question for a bit and cringed deciding she didn't really want an answer. In reality though she didn't even want to be here and felt great circumspect about going with the guys. But Dean had refused to leave her behind the house or even in the Impala, when she suggested she'd wait there for them. He said no, not wanting to take any chances with leaving her alone. Cas as well didn't want to leave her alone. When she heard Cas say that though she felt a little bit better, knowing that he didn't want her to leave him. He wanted her to be with him... and that made her heart warm up. She quickly shook off those feelings though when she remembered where they were and most importantly why they where there. She felt immense irritation. Cas didn't have to do this but she guessed that with Dean's constant teasing about him being a 'virgin', finally got to him. Of course, no matter how much she wanted Cas not to do this, she kept her mouth shut. She told herself that she didn't care if he wanted to sleep with some stripper...if he wanted to then fine, that was his decision. Pshh, whatever, right? She was just here because she was forced to. And besides...he really did decided to do this then he needed moral support. Well at least that what she kept telling herself in order to make the heedful feeling go away, because the truth was that she didn't want Cas to be here...and she didn't want him to be intimate with any of these raunchy women. The thought of that even happening irked her...a lot. She muttered a few curse words in her head.
Damn you Dean for making me come here...and damn you even more for peer pressuring Cas into doing this. Damn pie loving idjit...
The three of them were currently sitting in one of the far end tables near the back, that was close to the stage area. Ava was seating next to Dean and Cas was sitting across from them. The table they were sitting at had a good view of the strippers walking around in poise and such. Ava though felt vast discomfort as she looked at all the indecent women in the room. Despite her protests she felt her cheeks blushing...damn it! She cursed at herself again. Lewd type of people always threw her off...they just unnerved her to the core. She wasn't attracted to them by any means, it just rattled her up how they were so...sensual. It was weird to even think about acting the way they did. She could never imagine herself that way with anyone. Well...maybe just with one person. A person who happens to wear a tan trench coat and has the bluest eyes she's ever seen and...ugh! What was she thinking?! She needed to control herself...
Ava looked back towards Cas and saw how he had this jittery expression. His eyes were wide, his cheeks were slightly tinted with redness, and lastly his breathing came out heavy as well. All in all he looked like he was about to burst into confetti or something. He did not look comfortable at all. This sparked a little hope inside Ava...maybe he really didn't want to do this and they could leave.
Dean also noticed the uptight posture Cas was in but that didn't deter him in anyway. "Hey. Relax."
Cas gave him a high-strung look. "This is a den of iniquity." He muttered lowly. "I should not be here."
Great then let's leave!
Ava thought joyfully, but of course Dean wasn't having any of that.
"Dude, you full on rebelled against heaven." Dean said waving off his comment and shrugged. "Iniquity is one of the perks."
Ava turned to look at Dean with a narrowed look and was about to tell him something, when she suddenly saw a blonde woman coming their way. Her walk was full of sultry and determination, while her smile was coy like.
Dean noticed the woman's advances towards their table. "Showtime." He grinned towards Cas.
Cas saw the woman as well but didn't look to be interested. In fact he didn't even spare her a glance but instead leaned back into his seat as if he were trying to hide himself from her.
Ava noticed this and quickly caught his expression. It was one that reminded her of a scared puppy. Oh, how she wanted to smack Dean on the head for bringing him here...didn't he notice that Cas clearly didn't want to be here? Was Dean that dense? Actually...yeah maybe he was. She mentally sweat dropped and shook her head. They were into deep now and the woman was already standing next to their table. Ava moved her gaze away from Cas and turned to scrutinize the stripper, blatantly. She was blonde but not a natural one that's for sure. Even from where she was sitting in the far end of the table Ava could still smell her tactless perfume. The woman was also wearing a clear white lingerie outfit. Ava was baffled...that thing barely covered anything! The woman's breast were pushed up oddly revealing her bosom and Ava couldn't help but feel self conscious about her own, since she didn't have the best of luck in the chest department. Not that she cared, not really...well not a lot anyway, but in high school she remembered she got teased for her physical appearance as well. What was that club her classmates use to tell her she was in? Ahhh, yes, the itty bitty titty comity. It was mostly the girls who said that, but still that didn't make things better. Shaking her head away from about those awful times in high school, Ava focused back to the woman and noticed she had tanned skin and curves in all the right places as well. Which once again made her feel great discourage with how in comparison her body type was lanky and gawky, not at all like the woman's.
The blonde woman then set her piercing eyes towards Cas. "Hi..." She said flirtatiously. "What's your name?"
Cas didn't bother to look at her and focused his gaze on Ava instead. The huntress felt his staring and coughed as awkward silence filled the air. Since Cas was making no effort to say anything to the stripper.
Dean not being able to handle the silence spoke up, loudly making said angel jump in his seat. "Cas." He introduced him to the blonde stripper. "His name is Cas." Dean then gave her a cheeky grin. "What's your name?"
The blonde smiled. "Chasity."
At this point Ava scrunched up her youthful face and it took everything within her to slam her head into the table. Her name was Chasity? Oh come on! That's just...man. You gotta love the irony in that. Instead of acting on her quirky behavior though, Ava forced it back inside and took a gulp of her soda. She was surprised that the strip joint even sold sodas here but was glad because there was no way she was going to drink beer. Yuck. Not that she could since she wasn't even old to drink it, yet she was old enough to enter a strip club? Once again she had to compose herself in order for her to not face palm her face into oblivion.
It was then that Chasity noticed the young brunette that the man with the trench coat was staring at in complete extol. She was sitting near the back, and was taking a sip of her a drink. He clearly had a thing for the girl, but did she feel anything for him? A sudden mischievous idea came into Chasity's mind. She slowly rose an eyebrow, eloquently. "You three looking for a menage a quatre?" She said in a slinky voice. "Because normally I don't do that, but for blue eyes over here I think I can make an exception for the two of you." She then eyed Ava in superiority. "Especially with you. I mean unless you're already taken by one of them." And by one of them Chasity clearly meant the blue eyed one.
Hearing that made Ava almost spit out her drink due to shock, exactly the kind of reaction Chasity wanted. She wanted to see if the brunette had some sort of feelings towards Mr. Blue eyes and based on that reaction, plus her blushing, and avoiding his gaze, gave Chasity her answer. Ohh, goody. This was going to be fun.
Ava managed to keep the liquid down her throat. After composing herself again from that comment, she looked towards Chasity and saw how she had a semi-innocent smile on her face. Ava narrowed her eyes and glowered at her. She had said that on purpose! Why that little...she opened her mouth ready to lash out at her.
Dean saw how Ava had on a scowl and interrupted before her before things got carried away. "No, she's not with taken by either one of us." Dean informed Chasity with a slight chuckle before pointing at Cas and then back at her, getting back to the point on why they were here. "Anyways, he likes you, you like him so― Dayenu!" He said raising his hands in the air before leaning back in his seat, contently.
Cas shook his head slightly in protest. "I don't― "
"Come on baby." Chasity said not letting him finish, as she took a hold of his hand bringing him out of his seat.
Ava held in her tongue as a wave of jealously surged through her as she watched Chasity tug Cas towards the back room of the club. Quickly though she tried burying that emotional feeling as low as possible. She didn't do jealousy because there was nothing to be jealous about! Still...she couldn't deny the fact that she saw Chasity as a threat...did Cas find her pretty? She was to focused on that question that she didn't even notice how Cas had stopped walking. He was staring at Ava in an full on expression that said, he didn't want to go. Dean noticed he stopped walking as well and made his way towards him. He was oblivious as to why the angel had really stopped though and guessed it was because of his nerves.
Dean took out a wad of cash and handed it to him. "Hey. Listen. Take this. If she asks for a credit card, say no. Now just stick to the basics, okay? Do not order anything from the menu." He told him before giving him an encouraging grin. "Go, get her tiger."
Cas awkwardly took the money out of his hands and stared at it in bemusement, still standing in place. Dean saw his expression and chuckled even more. "Don't make me push you."
Castiel continued to stare towards where Ava was at but was quickly pulled away from her view when Chasity tugged on his hand again. He then out of addled feelings and unsure on what to do, went along and allowed the blonde to bring him into the back room.
Ava turned around just in time to see the two of them enter to the room. She was left disgruntled and slump more into her seat while the feeling of jealousy escalated.
Dean came back and saw how she was practically seething in her seat and thought it had to do with the strippers comment. "Hey, kiddo you gotta not take what they say in here seriously, yeah know? It's all just good fun." He said lightly. "I mean on what she said about you being taken? Let alone by Cas! That was just rich."
Ava knew he was just trying to joke around in good humor, but based on how she feeling right now was not the best of times. "Yeah, whatever Dean." She grumbled out.
Okay, now Dean had a feeling something else was bothering her. "What's with the grumpy face, kiddo?"
"I don't have on a grumpy face." Ava retorted back at him.
"Sure you do your nose is all scrunched up."
"Ugh, fine if you must know I don't want to be here anymore. This place is...intolerable." Ava said which was half true. She couldn't tell him the real reason...
"Look, I know you didn't want to come but―" Dean didn't even get to finish his sentence since a nearby dancing girl caught his attention.
Ava had to roll her eyes at this. Seriously he had an attention span of a fly. She sighed. "Go on."
"What?" Dean managed ask her as his eyes still focused on the dancer.
"I know you want to talk to that dancer so go. Don't worry I ain't going anywhere." Sadly. "I'll wait here." Ava told him and saw how he let out a smile.
"Thanks, kiddo." Dean got out of the seat, ruffled her hair and laughed as she protested at his gesture. "I won't be far." Ava nodded her head and watched as he crossed the room to talk to the dancer and saw how went into 'flirt' mode. She rolled her eyes again before turning to look towards the room where Cas had gone in. She felt her stomach drop at thinking about what was happening in there with him and Chasity. She couldn't think about that...she had to stop or she'd just end up hurting herself even more. But the mental images were already in her head and it made her want to shatter glass or something. It was such a foreign feeling...jealousy. But thanks to her silly little crush she had on Cas it sure did come with a vengeance. She let out a huff and laid her head on the table. Thinking why oh why did she have to fall for her guardian angel. Was the universe playing a cruel joke on her? Why him? She'd just have to quote one of her dear friends, Chuck Surely, and say, this sucked ass. Cause it sure did.
"What's got you all mopey, sweetness?" A heavy Brooklyn accent filled her ears.
Sweetness? The hell?
Ava lifted up her head and saw how a another blonde was standing in front of her table. Unlike Chasity, Ava could tell this woman's hair was natural. She looked to be in her early twenties and instead of wearing a white lingerie outfit, she was wearing a short jaw-dropping black dress. It was still revealing by all means but compared to Chasity's outfit her dress was like a gown. Her blonde hair was long and curled in nice waves and her make up was done nicely too. Unlike with Chasity's who had on way to much. Ava took several seconds looking her over before she spoke up.
"I'm sorry, what did you say?"
"I said..." Her thick Brooklyn accent drawled out. "What's got you all mopey, sweetness?"
There it was again. Sweetness? What's up with that? "Nothing's got me...mopey as you say."
"Now that's a lie." She said licking her lips. "You clearly got something in that pretty little head of yours that's bothering you." The woman swayed the rest of the way and slyly sat down next to her and leaned her body towards hers. "You want to talk to me about it?" She purred and twirled a piece of Ava's hair around her finger. "I'm a good listener and I can be great in whatever other assistance you need." She suggested coquettishly with a playful smile.
Assistance? Ava's eyes then widen when she figured out what she meant. "Oh, no, I don't need any of that kind of assistance." The huntress all but stuttered like a fool. God, why did she always end up in these types of situations involving other females? Was she some girl magnet or something? First crazy Supernatural fan Becky and now...well this woman. Granted the woman was beautiful, she wasn't blind or oblivious to not notice that. But Ava still wasn't at all allured or attracted to her.
The woman raised an eyebrow and tilted her head as she continued to play with Ava's hair. "If you're not looking for that type of assistance, then why are you here, sweetness?"
"Um, you mind not calling me sweetness?" Ava asked her but the woman just gave her a wink making Ava give her a odd expression. "I mean I don't even know your name." She reasoned.
"It's Dahlia." She answered with a coy smile. "What's yours?"
"Ava..." The huntress muttered before narrowing her eyes at her and spoke with out thinking. "Is Dahlia your real name or is it a stage name you use?"
Dahlia let out a waggish laugh and let go out of Ava's hair. "Look at you asking blunt like questions. Getting right to the point, huh? Not into the whole foreplay."
Ava felt her cheeks warm up. "I didn't mean to sound rude or anything. It's just that I had this sort of thought in mind that escorts usually changed their names as a way to be someone else...kind of like an alter ego for them."
Dahlia for a second became serious, before she smiled again. "Hmm, interesting thought, but in my case it's my real name."
"Oh..." Ava said not really knowing what else to say.
"Now tell me, Ava. Why you're here if you're not looking for assistance." Dahlia said giving her a wink.
Ava noticed the flirtatious tone in her voice but quickly dodged it. "I came here with my...friends." She answered her warily.
"Hmm, I don't see any friends here." Dahlia commented looking at the empty table, minus the two of them.
"They're around." Ava answered seriously. "One of them is across the room talking to one of the dancers and the other one..." She stopped not wanting her voice to betray her. "He's...in the back room."
Dahlia smiled. "No doubt, he's probably enjoying himself then."
Ava snorted and held an irked expression.
Dahlia's eyes widen in realization an she let out a winning smile. "So that's what's bothering you..."
"Hmm...what are you talking about?" Ava asked her with a confused tone.
"The reason why you're all mopey dopey is because of this guy that's your friend. He's in the back room with some chick, and you're upset because you like him."
"What makes you think I like him?" Ava asked with raised eyebrows giving her a hard expression.
"Please, it obvious with how you're acting right now that you carry feelings for him. And boy do you have it bad." Dahlia laughed ruefully.
Ava pulled on her best stern face she got. "Well, you're wrong. Like I said he's just my friend." She said denying her accusations.
"Well if you don't like him then why do you keep staring towards the back room?" Dahlia challenged with a grin.
Ava immediately got defensive. "Because―I, I'm waiting to see if he changes his mind or something..."
"Sure you are." Dahlia sing-songed.
Ava just gave her a glare. "Why are you even talking to me? As you can tell I'm not looking to be entertained."
"I just wanted to see if you were okay." Dahlia said semi-seriously before she leaned towards her face. "But are you sure I can't change your mind." She cooed and her nose was practically touching Ava's now. She then gave her a beddable look, that proposed an amorous question. "You ever been with a woman before?" She asked her candidly.
When Ava heard this question she immediately scooted far away as possible from the blonde. "No! Of course I haven't." She then took a deep breath, composing herself from her outburst. "Not that there's anything wrong with that, but I just don't see myself with a woman."
"Oh so you're only into guys then?" Dahlia huffed in disappointment and leaned away from her. "What a shame, you and I could of had one hell of a time together."
Ava blushed at her last statement but mainly focused on what she first said. "No, I'm not into guys or girls." She corrected her, somewhat sheepishly.
Dahlia's face did a double take. "What do you mean you're not into guys or girls? You're not attracted to either gender? What about that guy you're harboring feelings for?"
Ava bit the inside of her cheek. True she was attracted to Cas...both emotionally and some what physically as well, but he was the only one. Not one else, guy or girl, caught her interest like her guardian angel did. He was the exception. "I mean, yeah I'm attracted to him..." She said no longer denying her true feelings. "But its more than just a physical attraction." She tried explaining to Dahlia.
Dahlia reflected on what she said before speaking again. "So let me get this straight." She let out a little laugh when she said straight. "This guy, he's the only person to ever make you feel any type of attraction?" She asked her.
Ava nodded her head. "Uh, yeah."
"Would it matter to you if he were a girl?" Dahlia asked her, straightforward.
Ava thought about this question, but in the end decided that no it wouldn't have mattered. "No, because he would still be the same person to me." It didn't matter what gender Cas was. To Ava, Cas would always be Cas, her guardian angel. Whether he was in a body of a guy or girl. Her feelings would still be the same.
"Well, that answers my question." Dahlia smiled and leaned further back into her seat, pleased.
Ava was confused once more. "What question?"
"About your sexuality, silly." Dahlia said nonchalantly. "I mean I knew there was something different about you. At first I thought you were just into women since you're in a strip club and all. We hardly ever get women customers, mainly just men. So when I saw you sitting here my interests peeked. You see I have a thing for brunettes." She said giving Ava coy smile. "But now I know that you're just demisexual. Which makes more sense, because you didn't find little old me to be attracted in the slightest." She feigned sadness. "Though it is kind of my fault, really. I always do end up picking uninterested men and women."
"Woah, back the truck up here." Ava said in bemusement, overlooking her coquetry advances on her. "What do you mean I'm a demisexual? What does that even mean?"
"It just means you only feel sexual attraction towards people who you have a strong emotional connections towards. Most demisexuals though have some what little to no interest in sexual activity. It all just depends on the person they feel towards. It's a sexuality that falls under the asexual spectrum."
"And what's asexual?" Ava found herself asking. She couldn't help it. This new information was rather intriguing.
"Asexual just means you have no interest or desire to have sexual activity. Somewhat the same as demisexual but not so much since demisexual's, if formed a strong bond with some one, can feel sexual attraction towards them." Dahlia then took another second to think. "Also I believe you're pan-romantic, since you mentioned it wouldn't have mattered if this guy you liked were a girl. Therefore, you're indifferent to gender orientation as well."
Ava was greatly surprised by this. She had to admit that this so called 'demisexuality' fit her pretty really well. Sex had never been an important or interesting topic for her. She'd never pictured herself with someone in that way, except with Cas...and now she felt a little bit better knowing why that was. As for the pan-romantic orientation though, well she also had to agree that it fit her perfectly too. She was still shocked by this new realization though. "Well...does that make me gay or straight?" Ava found herself asking Dahlia another question.
"Hey, that's totally up to you sweetness, on how you want to be labeled and such." Dahlia said shrugging her shoulders. "You can be gay, straight, asexual, demisexual, or whatever. In the end were still human beings, right? Besides, love the person not the gender, is what I always say." She said with a wink and giggled endearingly.
She had a point. "Yeah, you're right. I mean if someone likes a person, it should be based on who they are in the inside rather than what they are on the outside." Ava let that sentence process in her mind before she finally let out a small smile on her face. "You know this talk has strangely been very informative." She gave Dahlia a grateful expression. "Thanks..." Huh, who knew that talking to a stripper would help her discover what her sexual orientation was. Funny how the world was at times.
Dahlia accepted the acclaim. "You're welcome, sweetness." She drawled using that nickname, with her heavy Brooklyn accent yet again.
Ava rolled her eyes, friskily and was about to rebuke her on being called that. When suddenly a very loud frilly high pitch scream, coming from the back room filled up the entire main room. What the hell? Ava thought completely puzzled onto what was going on. The thumping music that was playing had stopped and everyone was as equally confused as the next person.
Ava made eye contact with Dean from across the room and he nodded his head, indicating her to follow him. She watched as he hurriedly ran towards the back room and went through the curtains. Ava immediately got up from her seat. "Sorry to cut this conversation short, but I have to go." Ava said to her as she was making her way from the table. Once she got out she gave Dahlia a genuine smile. "It was really nice to meet you Dahlia." Because it was...much to Ava's surprise.
Dahlia rather than giving her a flirtatious smile, instead gave her an authentic caring one. "It was nice to meet you too, Ava." She said using her real name. "Hope our little chat, clarified a few things."
Ava nodded. "It sure did. Thanks...again."
Dahlia shrugged and waved her manicured hand. "Hey if I couldn't get into your pants, then I guess the next best thing for me to do was to offer you some advice, right?"
"Right, well..." Ava coughed awkwardly as Dahlia's prurient behavior came back. "Like I said I gotta go...so bye." She said practically running from the table making the blonde giggle at her unwieldiness.
Meanwhile, Dean who had arrived into the room first saw a group of girls surrounding the hall way watching as Chasity was yelling at a very confused Castiel. Said trench coat wearing angel was standing in the middle of the hallway, his attire was slightly disheveled.
"Get out of my face! Leave me alone!" Chasity yelled. "Bastard! Screw you, jerk!" She threw something at Cas' head, but he managed to dodge to the side at last second. "I'll kill you!" Her voice not at all faltering her anger. She stomped her away to get out the room and when she passed Dean she gave him a frustrated look as well. "Screw you too! God! Oh, jerk!" Just as she was about to exit the room though Ava ran in, almost bumping into her. Chasity just grew even more vexed at the sight of the brunette. "Move it!" She yelled.
Ava simply let her through the door and watched as she trampled away. Yesh...what's got her panties in a twist. Ava thought, startled by her rude conduct. Ava then made it towards the guys and saw the state Cas' was in. His blue tie was loose, trench coat almost falling off on one shoulder, and two buttons on his shirt collar were undone. Ava suddenly felt a little bilious. Did he end up being intimate with Chasity? Oh God...she hoped not. Then again, why would have Chasity ran off if they did? This suddenly gave her hope, but she had to find out for sure. "What happened here?" She asked them, her voice buttoned-up from her emotions.
"That's what I want to know." Dean said to her and then looked towards Cas with a perplexed look. "The hell did you do?"
Castiel looked at the two hunters with a nonplussed expression. "I don't know. I just looked her in the eyes and told her it wasn't her fault that her father Gene ran off." He explained to them and saw how both their faces were flummoxed. "It was because he hated his job at the post office."
That immediately made both hunter react differently.
Dean groaned and tried his hardest to not laugh out loud. While Ava was still staring at Cas, intently.
"So, uh, you two...you guys didn't do the deed." She asked him, emphasizing the last word.
Cas shook his head. "No, she got rather upset when I started mentioning her father. I don't understand why though."
Ava immediately felt great relief at the fact that he didn't sleep with Chasity. She then started to laugh though, as Cas' clueless explanation sunk in, finally understanding why Chasity had ran off in anger. "Oh, my God...that's priceless!"
Cas tilted his head to the side. "I still don't seem to understand." He stated again as he listened to Ava's blissful laughter. It was much better to listen to then Chasity's rankled voice, as she tried undressing him. It irked him exceedingly how she was acting proactive. Not to mention her touch was deplorable and not at all warm and welcoming like Ava's. The whole time he was in the room with the blonde woman, all he could think about was Ava and on how much he preferred her company instead. His thoughts when the woman tried seducing him were only filled of Ava's smile, laughter, and of her soft delicate womanly figure, that he had the very luck of seeing for himself. He only thought of her and it helped distract him from Chasity's advances. But as soon as the blonde tried kissing him he knew he had to think of something to get her away from him. So that's what he did. He looked into her soul and found the pain that she held and confronted her about it, hoping that would get her to stop touching him. And it did. The only problem was that she got angry and he had no idea as to why that was. "I was just being forthright with her." He said pensively, and saw how Ava's laughter increased, making him feel pleased that he was causing it. He didn't know what was so funny but it didn't really matter to him since she seemed to be enjoying herself.
Dean also seemed to be finding the situation funny. "This whole industry runs on absent fathers. It's the natural order." He explained to the angel, trying his best to not fall over the floor in laughter.
"Uh, guys." Ava managed to say between laughs as she saw two guards making their way towards them.
"Come on." Dean said getting a hold of himself as he lead them through the hallway and towards the exit in the back, leading them to the alley outside. He closed the door behind them as quietly as possible, not trying to draw attention and then climbed the down the stairs. As soon as they were all on the ground and away from the building, both Dean and Ava burst into complete laughter, this time holding nothing back. Ava was practically in tears and Dean was having the best laugh he's had in years.
"What's so funny?" Cas asked as he to felt his lips curve into a smile.
Dean clapped a hand on the angel's shoulder. "Oh, nothing." He let out another chuckle. "Whoa. It's been a long time since I've laughed that hard. It's been years." His laughter and smile faltered a bit after saying that. But he quickly fixed himself, not wanting to bring down the carefree mood they were in. They hardly got moments like these anymore and he wasn't going to be a debby downer. He splattered a smile on his face and lead them to where the Impala was parked.
As soon as they reached the Impala Dean turned to look towards Ava. "By the way, who was that woman you were talking to?" He asked her as he opened the car's front door.
"What woman?" Cas suddenly asked as well.
Ava shrugged. "Just some woman." She replied to them as she opened the back seat door and got in. "She just wanted to talk."
Dean smirked. "Oh, it looked like she wanted more than to just talk to you, kiddo." He said wiggling his eyebrow suggestively from the front seat.
Cas who was seating the passenger seat heard this and frowned. "This woman was making sexual advances on you?" He asked her rigidly, not sounding happy at all. His voice the lowered in displeasure. "You didn't succumb to her...did you?" He hoped she didn't.
"Yes, uh, I mean no!" Ava stuttered like a complete fool before she took a deep breath. "She did flirt with me, but I wasn't having any of it. So we just ended up talking."
Cas felt immense relief and nodded his head.
Dean turned his key and heard the engine start and let out another chuckle. "Ava here is quite the ladies magnet, Cas." He smirked. "I always see her luring in women. Gotta say I wish I had your skills kid." He said addressing towards Ava.
Ava glared at the back of his as she felt her face heat up. "Shut up, Dean." She didn't want to be teased about this. Not while Cas was there to hear.
Cas turned his head to look at her in the back seat. "Do women often present you with their desire?" He asked her all while feeling a churn in his stomach. Not liking the fact that women pursued Ava for her affections. In his opinion no woman or man deserved her love...she deserved someone who was worthy...someone who would care and put her needs first. Someone like him...he quickly shook away that thought. Now was not the time nor place to dwell on his endearment for her.
"Are you kidding me." Dean spoke up, catching Cas's attention. "She draws them in, like a fish to a hook." He laughed at his own little joke. "So, anyways what were the two of you talking about?" He asked her again.
Ava leaned back into the car seat. "She was just offering me some advice, is all."
Dean scoffed as he was driving them away from the back alley. "What kind of advice can a stripper offer?"
Ava let out a stealthy smile. "Oh, you know...the helpful kind."
Dean shrugged at her vague answer and focused back towards the road.
Cas turned his back to stare at her for a brief second and saw her smile on her face. He slowly returned the smile before he faced the front again.
Ava though remained with the same expression set on her face as she thought about the conversation she had with Dahlia. She might of been a bit wishy-washy about her sexuality and romantic orientation...but all she knew for sure was that Cas was the only person she's ever felt strong feelings towards. Emotionally and physically.
As Ava faced the front again she caught a glimpse of Cas' reflection in the review mirror, and saw how he was staring back at her. She started feeling her cheeks warm up when she saw those bright blue eyes that she liked so much stare deep towards her brown ones. They held such wonder in them. It was then in that moment, that she realized he was the exception. That nobody else was ever going to make her feel the way he does. Guy or girl. It was just always going to be Cas...and she was happy about that. She really was. She only hoped that he would feel the same way. That he would be as devoted to her as she was to him. But she let her insecure thoughts get the better of her and she pushed away that hope towards the back of her mind.
If only she knew the real truth. That the blue eyed angel she cared immensely for, had fallen for her since the first moment he laid eyes on her. If only...
Hey guys! Sorry for the long wait. I was rather busy with my school schedule that I really didn't want to rush this chapter because I wanted it just perfect for you guys!(: As you can see this is only half of the episode, and I did that on purpose. The next chapter will be a continuation and will have more Avastiel ;). Anyways what did you guys think? Did you guys like the Cas and Ava scenes in this chapter? *Hehe* What about Bobby going into father mode :) We also found out about Ava's sexuality and that it's demisexual :D (Even if she's still a little bit confused herself though. Her sexuality is best described as demisexual.) And we got a very flustered and bothered Cas in this chapter as well. Rest assure though there will more of that to come, especially in the Valentine's episode. *Hehe* A blushing Cas is always the best to read about. Anyways don't forget to R&R, you guys know the drill. (: Have a nice day or goodnight! Not to mention have a happy Halloween!
P.S. If any of you guys are Gotham fans, check out my new fan-fic that I've recently written. It's called Gotham's Light :D