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I'm so so so sorry I haven't updated guys but I've been busy and I'm naturally more lazy than a sloth.

Here is a chapter seeing an epic battle between kitten and guinea pig and a lil cutie Destiel at the end. And reassurance about Sabriel so yay.

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When Charlie's shift had ended she made her way home. It was calming in the cool night air. Humming the Sherlock theme tune as she walked through the near empty streets gave her time to think.

Jo was ok, or so Charlie thought. Jo had been brought up hard as nails. She could handle a lot of crap without so much as breaking a sweat.

Dean was also strong. God knows that almost all his life he was told to suck it up and be strong, ignoring the the emotional crap he held within him. No doubt he felt a whole deal worse then he let on but for now he could bear it.

Sam could handle things. Originally Gabriel and he had struggled with Michael's messing with Bobby but they had gotten over it as soon as possible, deciding that no matter what happened with their families they would try their absolute best to stay together. On Sam's command Gabriel talked to Michael and had been trying to get him to resolve all this by giving Bobby his building back for a while.

And Cas? Charlie knew that Castiel was made of tough stuff. But that was kind of the issue. When they had first met Castiel had been in a shell, keeping their talks as far away from personal as possible. But over time he had become a close friend. But to have their link of Dean severed? Charlie didn't know what that would do to him, and quite frankly didn't want to think about it.

Having given the only pair of keys to Jo, Charlie knocked on the door to the apartment. She was greeted with the echo of a huge crash and an exclamation of GODDAMN! from Jo. Soon the door was wrenched open by a guilty and still drunken looking Dean.

"Charlie! Oh Gosh 'm so sorry. Jar Jar will live on in our hearts." He muttered, peeking through the crack in the door, as to obscure Charlie's view of inside.

"What the hell Dean? What do you mean Jar Jar will... Oh!" She cried, pushing Dean aside with all her might.

"BINKS!" She exclaimed as she knelt beside the shattered remnants of the Jar Jar Binks statue in her living room. " 's okay, we can put you back together again!" She said, fruitlessly trying to slot pieces together.

"Why bother? Couldn't do it with Humpty Dumpty, an' he was a royal." Dean slurred.

"Dean, what happened!" Charlie demanded, looking up from the broken remains in her hands to where Dean stood. On moving her gaze Charlie caught sight of the rest of the room. Bookshelves had been tipped, tables over-turned and her TV was being held above the head of a harassed looking Jo.

"MY APARTMENT!" Charlie screeched.

"Oh Charlie I'm sorry! I'd tried to save your toys; I did but that damn hamster!" Jo reasoned, only just noticing Charlie's presence.

"GUINEA PIG!" Dean shouted.

"Dean, it doesn't matter what kind of furry it-"

"Jo, does sooooo matter, it-"

"Oh, rabbit, guinea pig, hamster, frog, it doesn't-"

"Don't you dare say-"

"Yes I dare, in fact-"

"ENOUGH!" In all her life Charlie had never shouted so loud that her larynx hurt like that, but then again, there's a first for everything. "Why the hell are you discussing rodents?!"

"Oh, erm... Well, Dean-"

"Oh, no. Don' blame this on little ol' me!" Dean argued.

"Ugh, it was both our faults." Jo began.

Just then a small bundle of fur raced across the floor, in between Charlie's legs followed by a Han Solo, determined to catch the scuttling furry creature.

"What on Asgard is that!"She cast a panicked glare to the pair whom were watching the hunter and hunted with fond anger.

"I see you've met Kit." Grumbled Jo.

"Kit?" Charlie questioned, temporarily distracted by the name.

"Y-huh. From Knight rider!" Dean called in glee, before casting his eyes downwards and having a sad smile over take his features. "Kit's a gift for Cas. For 'im to take me back." Charlie's anger dissipated instantly.

"Oh Dean. I'm sorry, he'll take you back, I just know he will! But he'll take you back for you, not for a guinea pig. Does Cas even know what Knight rider is? He's pretty... ignorant of references." She tried gently. Understanding spread across Dean's glum features.

"Thanks Charlie. Can you keep Kit then?"

"Hell no!" Charlie proclaimed. The Star Wars anthem began in her pocket, signalling a call. She pulled it out of her pocket and accepted the call, not bothering to look at the caller ID.

"Hello?" She asked calmly.

"Charlie! Charlie, hey where's Dean? Have you seen him, please tell me you've-" Sam's concerned voice rang out.

"Whoa, Sam. Take a damn chill pill or a spoonful of chillax at least." Charlie soothed. "Dean's fine, why?"

"Because we've been going crazy with worry, dammit!" His voice sounded further away from the phone as he called out next. "Cas? Cas, he's with Charlie, he's fine!"

"Sam, what's going on?" Charlie urged.

"One second Charlie, I'm gonna pass you over to Cas." Sam said, his voice washed with relief.

"Charlie?! Where's Dean?!" Cas' panicked voice suddenly met Charlie's ear.

"Whoa, Cas, Dean's right here." Charlie told the man. She handed the phone to Dean, mumbling "try to sound sober" to him before he took it.

"Cas?" He asked hesitantly into the receiver.

"Dean! Dean, are you okay? Are you hurt? Why the hell didn't you answer your phone! We have been trying to get a hold of you for hours!" Cas screamed, voice wrought with violent worry.

"Cas, Cas I'm sorry! My phone... oh, crap! I left it at the bar!" Dean recalled suddenly.

"Bar? What bar? Have you been drinking?" Cas accused. Dean cast a desperate look to Charlie and Jo before answering. Charlie couldn't help but snicker when she heard Cas say that; he sounded like an angry house-wife.

"Erm, only a cocktail or two." He tried to pick his words carefully but the sound of angry cussing and crashing on the other end suggested he hadn't done a very good job of it.

"You went to a bar and got drunk?! While I have been here, panicking because I thought you'd gone and gotten yourself killed-" His voice broke into a choked whimper by the end.

"You... You were worried?" Dean asked, obviously surprised.

"Of course I was worried! Why in hell wouldn't I be?!"

"Well... I thought... I thought you hated me." Dean mumbled pathetically.

"Hate you? How could I ever hate you? Don't get me wrong, you're stupid and crazy and you're an alcoholic. You hit on random women, you leave you clothes on the bathroom floor, you have the emotional expression of a spoon, you constantly mumble Led Zeppelin lyrics under your voice, and I'm pretty sure your car has more of a sexual relationship with you then I do, but dammit. I couldn't ever hate you, you fucking assbutt."

"Th-thanks Cas..."

"Ok. Put Charlie back on the phone."

"Hello?" Charlie voiced. She would have loved to say that she didn't hear that whole speech, but being the nosy girl she was... she barely breathed when they talked so she could hear exactly what was being said.

"Can he stay there tonight? I don't want him driving and... I sure as hell don't want to see him right now." He admitted glumly.

"Yeah... sure thing Cas." Charlie felt dizzy with relief. "Oh, and Cas? One more thing..."

"Yes Charlie?" Castiel asked uncertainly.

"Have you ever seen night rider?"

There you go! Listen, I was thinking that when I complete this story I am going to upload one I've been working on so far.

It's another Destiel and is about Dean and Cas working in the police as Agents, trying to get to the crime boss Crowley Demon. I have already written quite a bit about it, in fact I started it weeks ago because the thought came to mind at about 3AM and I really didn't want to forget it.

So tell me what you dudes think!

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