ROAD TRIP

DJ was in bed. She knew she should get up, but she really didn't feel like it at the moment. She had one hand under her pillow, around the gun she slept with, and snuggled deeper into her pillow.

She suddenly grabbed the gun in her hand, and pointed it at the intruder.

She blinked several times, and frowned.

"Castiel? What the hell are hou doing here, in my bedroom, at this time of morning?" She demanded.

"Good morning Danielle. I'm sorry for distubing you, but I was told that if I had any leads, I should come find you. Where's Dean?" Castiel asked.

DJ stuffed the gun back under the pillow, rubbed her eyes, and exhaled loudly.

"Shower." She groaned.

Castiel looked like he was thinking.

"Maybe I should just wait out here." Castiel said.

"Yeah, that's a novel idea. He'd be just a tad upset, if he turned around and sees you standing there." DJ said.

"Yes." Castiel said.

She watched the angel for a minute, then rolled her eyes. She slipped out of bed, and grabbed her black robe. She slid it on, tied it, and turned to face Castiel again.

Her eye caught her bed. It was made. She raised her eyebrows at him.

"It was the least I could do, dropping in like this." He said.

"Thanks, I guess. So, what do you have for us?" She asked.

"We should wait for Dean. It will be easier to tell you both together." Castiel said.

She nodded.

About five minutes later, Dean emerged from the bathroom, with nothing on, but a towel. DJ's eyes roamed over his bdy.

"Cass! What the hell dude! You need to start calling before you just pop in." Dean said with a frown.

"He made the bed, at least." DJ said, walking over to Dean, and giving him a kiss.

She trailed her fingers down his chest, down to the towel. She gave a small moan. They suddenly heard Castiel clear his throat. They pulled apart.

"I'm guessing that this isn't a social call." Dean said.

"No, it's not. I've got a lead on Ruby." Castiel said.

"What? Where is she?" DJ demanded.

"In a small town in New York." Castiel said.

"Why is she in New York?" DJ asked.

"She's been scouting a town out for some reason." Castiel said.

DJ shook her head in confusion.

"That doesn't make any sense." DJ said.

"It doesn't matter, we should get going." Dean said.

DJ bit her lip, but nodded. She grabbed some clothes and threw them on to the bed.

"Could you give us some privacy?" Dean asked Castiel.

"For what?" Castiel asked.

"So we can get dressed. You're not staying while I change." DJ told Castiel.

"Sure." Castiel said.

He was suddenly gone. DJ exhaled loudly, and looked at Dean.

"Now where were we?" Dean asked, pulling her closer to him.

She giggled.

"Right about here." She said, kissing him.

After a few minutes, they pried themselves apart, and got dressed. She put her hair in a bun, and packed their hunting bag.

"It's about time." Castiel said.

DJ rolled her eyes.

"Sorry, but we actually change our clothes every so often." Dean said.

"Yes, but that wasn't all you were doing." Castiel said.

"Excuse me?" DJ said, putting her hands on her hips, and looking at the angel.

"Oh no." Dean said, putting a hand to his head.

"What?" Castiel said.

"Here we go." Dean muttered.

"I can not believe you! How dare you! You have no right! You do not ever peek at anything our private moments! Am I understood? Just because I don't use the Angel Blade, that I have, does not mean that I won't use it. Am I clear?" She asked.

"Crystal." He said.

"Good answer." Dean told him.

"Very good answer." DJ said coldly.

Castiel looked at Dean in confusion. DJ pushed past them, and headed outside.

Dean shook his head at Castiel, as if to say, don't ask. Castiel watched DJ's retreating form.

Dean headed outside behind DJ, and Castiel followed Dean.

DJ was already in the passenger seat, staring out the window.

"This is going to be a long trip." Dean sighed.

Dean made it to New York in record time. The closer they had gotten, the crankier she became. She kept rubbing her temple, and scowling out the window. Dean kept stealing concerned glances at her.

"What's wrong with you?" Dean asked.

She looked at him, but shook her head.

"Nothing." She said.

"That's a lie. I know something is wrong. Talk to me." Dean told her.

She sighed.

"I know why Ruby is in New York, and where she's at." DJ said.

Dean looked at her in surprise.

"What? How do you know?" Dean asked.

She smiled sadly, but didn't answer right away.

"Crowley didn't exactly kill all of my family. I have a...cousin that lives in Cayuga County." She said.

"New York?" Dean said.

She nodded.

"Ruby is trying to find me, through my cousin, Liz. We haven't spoken in too many years, which was my choice. Unfortunately, it didn't help her out at all." DJ said.

Dean studied her for a minute, then brough her hand to his mouth.

"We are going to find Ruby, and gank her ass. I promise you." Dean told her.

She frowned.

"I hope there's going to be a little torture before we kill her." DJ said.

Dean smiled her favorite smile.

"Of course." Dean said, kissing her hand again.

"Revenge is not the answer Danielle." Castiel told her.

"Ruby helped Crowley torture me! Of course I want a little revenge!" DJ sneered.

"Calm down. Now, Cass, Ruby knows how to find Crowley, and we all know that she's not going to talk, without some help." Dean said.

"What about Crowley when you find him?" Castiel asked.

"I'm not totally opposed to any type of torture, when it comes to him." DJ said darkly.

"Danielle, I know what happened, and you shouldn't tear up your sould with a revenge, torture-killing." Castiel said.

"That bastard killed my family Castiel. Yes, I want a little revenge on him." Daniell said through clenched teeth.

Castiel opened his mouth to say something, but Dean caught his eye, and shook his head. Dean looked back at DJ.

"So, tell us where to go." Dean said, exhaling loudly.