Chapter 11
They had been walking around, admiring the beautiful town when the next thing they knew, they were standing in the middle of a crowded city and it was cold. Dean tightened his jacket that had been tied around his waste around him and looked over at Cas.
"What the hell?" Dean yelled. "Can't your brother make up his mind where he wants to send us?"
"Sorry Dean." Cas said. Dean looked across the street to see a blonde woman standing outside a car, looking around. A man walked up to her and she shook her head no at something. He raised his hand and smacked her across the face. Dean stared with anger at this. No one should hit a woman like that, well, except demons. That he had done one too many times. "Dean, what's wrong?" Cas asked. He looked across the street at the same time the man did. Dean and Cas's eyes both widened.
"That's...that's you!" Dean yelled. "What's up with the Sammy hair-do though?" Dean asked.
"Maybe we should get out of here." Cas suggested. "I mean, that verison of me doesn't look too friendly."
"Relax Cas." Dean said. "We've already met two of me and one of Sam. Might as well meet one of you." Dean said. He looked both ways before he crossed the street. Cas quickly followed, not sure what Dean's game plan was. He knew how Dean liked to act without thinking. This time wasn't much different.
"Dean!" Cas yelled. "Wait up!"
"Hey!" Dean yelled out. The Cas look alike glared at Dean. He looked the woman next.
"Did you call the cops Karla?" The man growled at the woman. The blonde woman, a younger girl named Karla Homolka, shook her head.
"No Paul. I don't know who this is." Karla said. The man, Paul Bernardo, looked at Dean. Karla did as well, hoping maybe this was her ticket out. She would gladly go to jail if it meant stopping Paul's reighn.
"What do you want?" Paul asked more polietly than he had spoken to Karla.
"Well, my buddy's and my car broke down half a mile away. I was wanting to know if you could tell me where we are?" Dean asked. Paul smiled at Dean, showing him the blue eyes that Dean only remembered Cas having.
"Ontario, Canada." Paul answered. "I'm Paul and this is my wife Karla."
"Dean." Dean said, sticking out his hand. "And this is Cas." He pointed back at Cas, who's eyes locked with Karla's. She noticed the features that made Paul and Cas look alike.
"Let's go home Paul." Karla said. "I'm tired." Paul glared at Karla before looking back at Dean and Cas.
"It's nice to meet you." Paul said. "If you're going to be in Canada for awhile, we should all hang out. It should be fun." He said. Dean nodded and turned to Cas, tugging on Cas's coat sleeve.
"Come on Cas." Dean said. He began to pull Cas away. Once they were away from Karla and Paul, Dean looked up at him. "We need to get the hell out of here." Dean said.
"Why?" Cas asked. Dean looked back at Karla and Paul then back at Cas.
"Paul is a very bad man. Trust me. I saw a movie about him. It wasn't pretty." With that, the two began to walk away from the couple as fast as they could.
The movie Karla is based off the real life story of Karla Homolka and Paul Bernardo, who tortured, raped, and murdered many girls in Canada, including Karla's little sister, back in the 1990's. Karla is played by Laura Prepon, better known for her role as Donna Pinciotti on That 70's Show, and Paul is played by a young, and very good looking Misha Collins. I've only seen the movie twice and it's very, very hard to watch it and then see Misha as an angel. I'd advise to have tissues ready just in case. Anyway, please review!