Dean awoke to the sound of numerous tortured groans. Blinking quickly, he tried to refocus his eyes and get them adjusted to the bright light that illuminated the room. Wait... a room? Wasn't he just in a van with a strange, yet familiar looking guy a few minutes ago? Or was it hours? He shook his head to try and clear his fuzzy thoughts which resulted in a painful headache. Dean quickly sat up only to fall back down again. His head was spinning and a blast of pain shot to his head causing him to wince. Slowly this time, he sat up and used his arms to keep him steady and upright. He noticed that the room that he was in wasn't a room at all, it was a cell. A jail cell.

"No! Please no! No more...no..." Dean could hear a scream that sounded like a man's voice that appeared to be in the same area as him. It was only then that Dean noticed his cell wasn't the only one. He stood up as carefully as he could and staggered over to the bars of the cell. Directly across from him was a cell, much like his. Except, there was a female in it. She looked as if she was about 20. She was sickly pale and her hair was a bleached blonde. She was laying on the concrete floor sleeping. Well, Dean assumed she was sleeping anyway. For all he knows, she could've been dead. She certainly looked like she was. He glanced down at the line of cells that seemed to go on forever. Where the hell is he?

Suddenly, he could hear the stomping of large boots approaching his cell. It felt like a million years had passed before the owner of the boots reached his cell. The man before him was insanely tall. His black hair was cropped short and he had a face that looked as if it was made of stone. Just from looking at him once, you could tell that he never smiled. His eyes were as black as the night and seemed to look right through him. Dean shivered under his intense stare. The tall man was carrying what looked like a gun. He couldn't recal what kind it was because it looked like nothing he had ever seen before. It was huge and looked like it could kill someone in one hit. Actually, it looked more like one of them laser guns that you'd see in some sci fi horror movie or something. Either way it looked deadly and Dean prayed that it would never be used on him. The man was wearing a plain black shirt and black jeans. Attached to his leg was a holder containing various needles. Dean noticed that the strange guy had begun to reach for one of the needles which was filled with a dark blue liquid. He backed away slowly. Needles weren't always Dean's favorite thing.

Just as the guy was about to pull it out and possibly use it on Dean a large metal door burst open at the front of the room. In walked the dark haired man with the piercing blue eyes that had shoved Dean into the van eariler. He walked over to the tall man and looked at him like he was crazy.

"Didn't the boss tell you? We aren't going to test anything on this one yet. The Doc is finishing up on the cure that he has been working on for a while now. This one is special." The taller of the two rolled his eyes, but moved his hand away from the needles and placed it on his gun instead. The blue eyed man gave him a smirk before he dismissed the other guy with a wave of his hand. He stomped off angrily and slammed the metal door on the way out.

"W-Who are you?" Dean asked quietly, unsure if he was allowed to speak or not. He wasn't looking for trouble. Who knows what kind of freaky things they got going on in this place.

"What was that?" The man replied as he tilted his head in a way that made him look like a confused child. His voice sent shivers down Dean's spine. It sounded heavenly. He wanted to hear this strange guy talk some more.

"Who are you?" Dean asked again, this time with more confidence.

"Names are not important. What's more important is that you're the guy we've been waiting for." A big grin broke out on the man's face, making him look incredibly handsome. Dean shook his head trying to get these thoughts out of his mind.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Dean asked angrily. His voice sounded dangerous. It was deep and kinda husky. Dean also glared at the man, which would hopefully help in getting answers from him.

"The Doctor's almost finished with what he thinks will be the cure. The cure that will save us all. Hopefully, it won't fail...again." He said as his eyes became distant. He seemed to be lost in thought. Whatever had happened must have been terrible. Dean could've sworn he saw sadness flash through the man's eyes, only for a spilt second.

"What happened?" Dean was very curious now. This man had acted like he was the king of the world to a large man with a deadly gun eairler, but once the past had been brought up he changed completely.

"Curiosity killed the cat ya know..." The man smirked now, back to his usual self. Dean rolled his eyes. This guy was seriously starting to piss him off. He wanted answers and he wanted them now.

"Look man, I want to know what the hell is going on here. All I remember is that I was out in the woods with my friend when suddenly, he just ditched me. So I went off looking for him only to find out that the city is a total ghost town. Then you show up and kidnap me and I end up in this jail cell. I'm in no mood to play your smart ass games with you. So, you better tell me what the hell is going on right now." Dean didn't know where all the anger came from, but as he yelled these words out at the man he felt more relieved.

"The woods?... weird... Anyway, fine, I'll tell you what happened. Nearly two thousand or so years back, a man had discovered the secrets to immortality. Sounds crazy, I know. Eventually, a lot of people found out and suddenly everyone could live for forever. Lately, many people have been dieing. That is why the city looks like a ghost town. We've been rounding up some people here to use for testing so that we could find a cure to save people. It wasn't until now that the doc thinks that he finally has the cure to solve this problem. You are going to be the one that he tests the cure on. Apparently, if the cure doesn't work you will die immidently. There, you should be caught up now."

Dean stood there in shock, his mouth agape. Immortality? Testing on people? Immident death? These guys are freaks!

"There's got to be some mistake here. I'm not the one you wan't to run the test on. I'm just a kid-" Dean stopped talking as soon as he saw the confused look on the handsome man's face.

"A kid? You look like you're about 26...what are you talking about?"

"What? No. I'm only 16. I was just outside with my friend Castiel earlier. Remember, I told you we were in the woods? I ended up rolling down a huge hill and I noticed I was...taller...and I have a deeper voice...my hair is longer... What is going on!" Dean shouted as he pieced all the information together. The man had said two thosand years ago. Immortality wasn't around when Dean was back at home. He must have gone through a portal and somehow ended up in the future! How though? How could this have possibly happend?

"C-Castiel was the name of your friend?" The man outside of the cell asked. His face had become unsually white and he looked at Dean as if he had grown an extra head.

"Yeah...why?" Dean asked as if this man had asked a stupid question. Didn't he say that names didn't matter anymore? What was his problem? Dean was more focused on finding out how he had gotten to the future then names.

"...Dean? Is that...Is that you?" Dean's jaw dropped. How could this familier man know his name? Wait... familier? But...it can't be...can it?

"Castiel?" He asked. His voice was filled with hope.

"Dean how...? But... I thought you were... dead?" Castiel's blue eyes lit up with happiness as he smiled brightly.

"I don't know Cas... I'm so confused..." Dean replied. He was happy as well. He doesn't know how he got to the future or what was going to happen next. All he knew was that he had Cas and that everything would be alright. Or so he hoped.

"I'm going to get you out of here, Dean. Just wait a minute." Castiel said as he reached into his back pocket and pulled out a key. He was just about to put the key into the cell lock when the metal door burst open and a man dressed in a suit walked in. He looked incredibly powerful and his eyes looked as if they could kill. He must be the boss.

"What are you doing?" The man said as he looked between Castiel and Dean. Oh man, he did NOT look happy.