Chapter 6

A/N- I do not own Supernatural

Things got really crazy as time went one but the boys tried to come past as much as they could. I continued to go on my own hunts and occasionally would tag along with the boys.

Dean and I grew closer over time and it was nice. Sam and I were close too but it was more of a sibling relationship. With Dean… Something was different.

"Sarah?!" I heard someone yell. I hit my head on the hood of my truck. I was doing some work on it and was basically hanging inside of it when they called me.

"What?" I shouted back clutching my head before turning around. "Dean!"

I ran and gave him a hug. It felt like we broke away too soon when I went over to hug Sam.

"Castiel?" I asked. I hadn't seen him since he let Sam escape that night some time ago.

"Wait… You know Cas?" Sam asked.

"I don't think we've ever introduced you guys." Dean said.

"Yeah… We've know each other for a while." I said turning back towards Cas. "Our last meeting wasn't all that great though."

"I'm sorry. I had business to take care of and…"

"I get it. Angels are dicks… I've been saying that since I first met you guys."

"Wait… You've met angels too?"

"It's a bit of a long story. But umm… I can see his true form. Like I can see Cas's wings right now and everything." I said with a smile.

"How?" Dean asked.

"There's a legend about guardian angels or something. I guess he's mine since I can see his true form and hear his voice when he's not in a vessel. I've known Cas since I was kid… Though, I'm still not used to him changing vessels." I said with a chuckle. "I've met a few other angels because they were with him or something. But none of the big dogs."

"That would have been a little nice to know." Dean said getting a little defensive. I turned to fully face him with a look of confusion on my face. He was standing there with his jaw clenched and arms crossed over his chest.

"Guys… Can you give me and Dean a minute?" I asked staring straight at Dean. When Cas and Sam left, I got right to business. "What the hell was that about?"

"You had an in with the angels and you didn't tell me?"

"Umm… no I know Castiel and that's it. He was there to check up on me when my mom left me by myself. She didn't even know about him. Hell, I didn't even know that you guys were working with him."

He seemed angry and like he was… jealous? That would be weird.

"What's wrong with your truck?" He asked calming down and changing the subject. I just smiled and shook my head.

"Just scoping it out but it needs an oil change. Probably going to have to mess with the brakes a little too." I started to walk towards back to my truck. "Want to help?"

"Sure." He said with a smirk. I was glad that nothing escalated from our conversation. I never really know what to expect from him sometimes.

He had enough problems on his hands. I didn't want to be another one.

I sat on one of the junk cars towards the back of the yard watching Molly run around like she was crazy or something. I strummed my guitar while laughing at her. It was a quiet day for once and I decided to spend some time outside and relaxing.

When I came in from a hunt the night before, Bobby mentioned that the boys where coming past today. Those boys didn't always come when they said they would so I wasn't holding my breath.

Molly suddenly stopped and started running straight back up to the house. I turned to see why she was running that way. She stopped all of a sudden and stood there wagging her tail.

"Good Golly Miss Molly." I heard someone say as they walked around the corner. Dean bent down and scratched the dog. It was rare to see him smile so I had to enjoy this sight while it lasted. Even if the smile was directed towards my dog and not me. "Go get Sarah for me."

Molly ran back over to me and started pawing at my pants' leg. Dean followed quickly behind her and walked up to me and leaning against the hood of the car I was sitting on.

"Damn it, Molly. You're not supposed to give away my hiding spot." I said chuckling and smiling widely while scratching her ears. I then turned to Dean still with a smile on my face which he actually returned. "How was the hunt?"

"Let's not talk about that… How are you?" He said getting serious and dropping the smile.

"Ummm… okay… I just got back from a hunt last night. A few bumps and bruises but I'm fine." He just nodded. "What's up? You seem a little off."

"Yeah…" He sighed. He licked his lips and bit his bottom one before turning towards me. "Do you wanna go get a burger or something?"

"Sure." I said chuckling before hopping off the car. "I'm always up for burgers and beer."

We walked back up to the house to get Molly all settled in and to put my guitar away. While I was there, I changed my shirt since it was covered in dirt and Molly's paw prints from said dirt.

"Where are Bobby and Sam?" I asked when I met Dean at the Impala. I hadn't seen them in the house when I was walking out either.

"Bobby is probably walking stairs for no reason again and Sam said he wasn't hungry." He said. He seemed a little nervous too.

"Okay." I said hopping into the car. I was a little nervous about spending time with Dean, just the two of us. However, my nerves died down when we started our usual jam session.

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