It has been two days and all the zombies were finally gone. They only had a pack full of bullets left, which wasn't a lot.

"Let's get going," Dean said as he put some stuff into his duffel bag.

Cas nodded. He grabbed his book bag and Lily. Lily climbed on his shoulder and laid there.

"Where are we walking to?" Cas asked once they exited the safe house.

"To the city," Dean said.

He nodded. In the city there was a bunch of stuff that could be scavenged. Like food, toiletry supplies, clothing, and stuff like that.

It took them almost a day but they finally reached the city, only being stopped by zombies twice. When they were there Dean suggested they go to the mall first because they had clothing and if they were lucky showers.

When they got to the mall they started looking for clothes. Dean smiled when he saw a light brown jacket. Luckily it didn't have any moth holes in it.

"Hey Cas, I think I found something for ya," Dean said holding up a beige trench coat.

Cas walked over to him, "A trench coat?" He asked with an eyebrow raised.

Dean nodded and wrapped it around him. "You look good in it," he said with a smile.

Cas slid his arms through the selves and looked at himself in a mirror. He shrugged his shoulders, "I guess I'll keep it."

Dean smiled and hugged Cas from behind. He rested his head on Cas' shoulder and leaned it against his wet hair.

"Almost ready to go?" He asked.

Cas nodded, "Ya, I'm going to switch out my backpack for a bigger one though," he said.

Dean nodded. They walked out of the store and found one that had everything from backpacks to energy bars.

Cas picked a large, black one and transferred all his stuff to it. Lily was being held by Dean.

When he was done he also grabbed a lot of energy bars. "Ok I'm ready," he said turning around. He frowned when Dean wasn't there.

"Dean?" He called through the store.

"Over here," he heard him yell.

Cas walked out of the store because he clearly wasn't in that one.

"What store?" He yelled.

"The pet store," Dean said.

Cas walked to the pet store that was across the store he was in previously.

When he walked in the smell of rotting and decaying animals hit his nose.

"Ugh, Dean, this place smells horrible," he said covering his nose with his shirt.

Dean was getting cat food. "Ya, all the animals they had in here died," he said as he closed his duffel bag.

Cas decided he didn't want to look around. "Come on, let's go," Dean said slinging an arm around Cas' shoulder.

Cas nodded and they left. When they exited the mall Cas jumped when he heard a zombie groan behind him.

Dean instantly grabbed his gun and shot three shots through the skull. The zombie was only one foot behind Cas and he fell to the ground.

"Can we go find a place to sleep?" Cas asked.

Dean nodded. They walked to the nearest hotel and went inside. It was pretty big. It probably had four hundred rooms. The lobby was filled with dust and it had a bunch of bright colors. The front desk was blue and the walls were green. The waiting room had red couches and an orange coffee table.

"Someone was color blind," Dean mumbled as he looked around.

Cas smiled, "It's like a unicorn blew up in here."

Dean laughed. "Can't wait to see what the rooms are like," Dean said.

They walked to a room that was on the first floor and they were surprised to see it was relatively normal.

The one, large bed was between two windows and there was a small kitchen. The walls were white and the carpet was cream.

Dean sat down on the bed and threw his duffel bag on the floor. Cas walked to the bathroom to see if the water still worked. It didn't. He sighed and slid his trench coat off.

Dean pulled out a energy bar and ate it. Cas walked out of the bathroom wearing plaid pajama pants that he got from the mall.

"I'm tired," he mumbled as he crawled in the bed.

Dean took off his shoes and his shirt. He stretched and laid down next to Cas. He slung his arm over Cas' chest.

Cas smiled and turned around. His nose brushed the tip of Deans. "When will we go back?" Cas asked.

"To where?" Dean asked.

"To your base."

Dean shrugged, "Whenever we feel like it."

"That means until you find your brother doesn't it?" Cas asked as he snuggled close to Dean and buried his head in his chest.

Dean nodded, "Unless you want to go sooner."

Cas shrugged and yawned.

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Dean and Cas had been walking for about a day straight now. Every now and then Cas would complain. They found an old tool shed that someone had been recently in but that was all they found.

Dean shuffled through the forest. "Something's wrong," he said frowning.

"Like what?" Cas asked.

"We haven't ran into a zombie since we left the hotel," he said.

"And that's a problem?" Cas asked.

Dean nodded, "Yes, they're probably planning something," He said.

"Zombies can plan things?" Cas asked as he kicked a stick.

Dean nodded, "They're smarter than you think. How do you think they're still alive and they actually manage to kill people?" Dean asked.

"I never thought of it that way," Cas said.

It got quiet after that. They kept on walking through the forest. Cas stopped when he heard a twig snap far behind him.

"Dean, stop," he whispered.

Dean did as told an strained his ears. Another snap. Dean pulled his gun off his belt.

Cas felt for his gun but it wasn't there, "Looking for this?" Someone asked as they emerged from behind a tree.

The person was definitely a girl, but the only way you could tell was because of her voice. She was dressed in black pants, a black combat boots, and had a black hoodie on that covered her face.

"Who are you?" Dean asked with his gun aimed at her.

Cas felt like she was smiling user her hood.

"I'm no one, or am I everyone?" She asked. She moved faster than sound and before they knew it she was behind Dean.

"Where the hell are you?" He asked.

"Turn around," she whispered in Deans ear.

Dean turned around and rapidly shot. She was to quick though.

She dodged each bullet. "I don't want to hurt you," she paused, "As long as you don't try to hurt me," she said as she pulled both of Deans arms behind his back, making him drop his gun.

"Let him go," Cas demanded.

She did as told but grabbed the gun off the ground. "And you," she said as she walked over to Cas. "You grief over something. Lost one maybe?" She asked.

Cas looked down, "What do you want?" He asked through gritted teeth.

"I don't want anything, but I know you do. Dean, you're looking for someone, and Cas, you're missing someone. You're not sure if they died, but you feel like they did," she said running her hand through his hair.

Cas clenched his fists, "Fuck off lady," he said as he hit her hand out of his hair.

"That wasn't very nice," she said.

"What's your name?" Dean asked.

The lady turned around and pulled her hood off. Red hair fell to her shoulders. Her eyes were green and she had a scar on her neck. "I'm Abaddon," she said with a smile. "I can help you find your brother."

"How?" Dean asked.

"Sam, he's easy to find. Leaves sloppy trails, always stopping," she shrugged her shoulders. "So do you want my help?"