Last time:
"Why is Dean watching me? I thought that we had proved to them that we weren't going to hurt them. That we aren't demons. But then again they never tossed holy water on us, so perhaps Dean is just being watchful. Trying to protect Sammy from afar. Like he has for a while."
"Does everyone know the plan?" Sam asks.
Everyone nods.I really didn't know the plan but I looked over at my brother and looked like he knew.
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The impala parks in the driveway right across the house where Elliot says that Castiel is being held captive. Elliot and Justin get out of the back seat, quickly and quietly shutting the doors to avoid being detected just yet. They look at each other as if asking the other if they were ready to proceed to the house, (although they were probably having a mental conversation the entire car ride there, even though no one can prove it).Slowly they walk toward the house. Just before they are about to open the door, a young man in a sea green sweater plows through the door carrying a limp body over his shoulder. Knocking over Justin and Elliot having them land on their asses right in front of the front door. Seeing the impala the young man opened on of the back doors and carefully placed the body inside on one of the seats. Then crawled in so he was close to the door so the body was leaning against him.
There was a loud crash and a curse word spoken from the the house. Justin and Elliot were already up and brushes themselves off when it happened, so all they did was look up and whispered shit. The house was glowing bright white. Justin and Elliot raced toward the impala and jumped in. The hooded young man told Dean to step on it. Dean backed up like a mad man and drove full throttle toward the house where the plan was thought through. Dean slowed down when they got close. You could see the setting sun melting into the dark brown that streaked down the house. The front door with its tear stained face and all its windows creaking under the amount of pain it had endured over the years. Passing past the side of the house you could see hands reaching up past the hips of a broken girl to the tears of a strangled man toward the heart of an elder whose body has long since forgotten love. Pulling into the driveway, the eyes of the forgotten stared at the impala hoping to see one last sign of hope inside this little soul called a house.
The young man was quiet except to tell Dean to drive. Those three words and the voice sounded very familiar to Elliot. So familiar that Elliot is a hundred percent certain that it is friend Alex. Of course Elliot was sitting right next to what looked like a malnourished and tortured Castiel. A strangled animal noise came out of the limp body. It's breath smelled like a rotten corpse.
"How long was he there? That looks like he was there for more than a day. And is that what would happen if I failed to brush my teeth? I mean my teeth would rot and fall out but would my breath smell like that? " Elliot thought to himself.
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"I watched my brother admire Castiel. At least it looks like him of sorts. It's hard to tell. Who is the hooded guy? That is the thing that gets to me. Is he a friend or a foe? Do I know him? He doesn't seem familiar. Maybe Elliot might know. I will have to ask him once we get home. Perhaps now would not be the correct time to do so. Whoever it is saved Castiel's life so I sussope he couldn't be all that bad."
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" I know Elliot recognized me. I could see it in his eyes. Of course I have never been the one to state what has been on my mind. His scars are still vivid against his skin. I really wish that he would stop doing that. He never truly told me why he cuts. I only know that he does it because he thinks it will help, and cause that is the only thing that he can controls. It saddens me greatly when something like this happens. I know that the two men in the front of the car are Sam and Dean but who is sitting on the other side of Elliot. Is that Justin? It couldn't be, could it?" The hooded man whispered in his head sneaking glances around the inside of the impala from under his hood.
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