Hello people, school is killing me once again but I have a break for a week in two weeks so I'll survive. But yeah chapter 11 it is. I hope you enjoy this is as much I enjoyed writing it. But I still feel like something is missing from this but I can't figure out what.
Notifications: I do not own supernatural or anything related to it. I still after all these chapters want to warn you for the mistakes I most likely will make.
Warnings: I don't see anything to warn about but yeah.
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I hear that my name is called. We go trough the basics with Michael, how are you doing, whats going on in your life, are the med's still working, anything on your mind- well Michael just the time traveling mess, nothing else, blah,blah, blah.
"I saw your dad wasn't here with you today, where is he?", Michael asks. "Oh yeah, well he had something to be taken care off", I say glazing at the clock, five minutes left. "Okay, so did you walk here?", he asks. I can feel a smile creeping on my face, "Actually, I drove", I say happily, dad finally let me to drive here. Michael's face is surprised but then he smiles,"Well you seem to be happy about it.", "Well yeah, I missed my baby." I smile.
It is only couple of minutes left of the session and we are talking about cars with Michael, smiles on our faces. But my smile falters. Cas is suddenly standing next to me. "Dean, I may have found a way to get you back to the year 2014", Castiel says, looking at me eyes piercing. "How?", I ask voice rough. Castiel stands awkwardly,"Well it is very complicated and I can't do it all because half of it has to be made by human and that's why I am here", he says in his usual monotone tone. Why does it always have to be so hard, Why can't Castiel just zap me back to my time line. "What do I need to do?", I ask looking at Castiel expectantly.
"Dean who are you talking to?", Michael's voice come to my focus, fuck I forgot Michael. I look at him and see that his face is covered with concern, fuck. "He can't see you?", I hiss the obvious to Castiel. "No.", Castiel look puzzled,"Do you want him to see me?", I think about it a second, no I don't want to expose the supernatural to this poor man. "No, I don't", I say firmly.
Michael moves slowly in front of me," Dean who are you talking to?", his voice is comforting like his talking to a child. "Would you believe me if I said that to nobody?", I say quickly, I gotta get out of here. I can see that he is not believing me. "Castiel can you fly us out of here?", I ask Castiel, demanding. Castiel shakes his head, "I haven't posessed that ability yet." What the fuck. "You haven't what, you gotta be kidding me", I say angrily getting up, totally ignoring what Michael is trying to say. I burst trough the offices door, hearing Castiel saying,"I don't kid Dean.", I just motion him to follow me.
We get to the parking lot and I see Michael is just right behind us shouting my name,"Dean stop, come inside, let's talk a bit okay?", I keep ignoring him getting in my car. I'm starting the engine and Michael pops in to the shotgun. Fuck. "Michael , out!", I say voice firm and demanding. "Dean no, Dean you are not in your right mind right now, okay, just come inside, willingly.", Michael says voice pleading but calm. I see that couple of guards are approaching us.
"Micheal you have two choices to get the fuck out of this car and let me leave or you're coming with us, cause I swear I don't have time for this.", I say voice firm. I see Michael hesitate, just fucking leave already. "Drive.", he says dully, and so I do.
"Where to?", I ask Cas because I don't know where am I supposed to go. Michael stares at me and if I'd get a wild guess he is trying to figure out how to get me out of my crazy. "Sioux Falls, Shout Dakota.", Castiel says from the back seat. "What's there?", I ask looking at the review mirror seeing Castiel looking out of the window. "There is this hunter Robert Singer, he has something we need.", I feel relieve washing trough me, were going to Bobby's. "Okay dokie", I say chuckling, this is gonna be a long day.
After a while of driving in the comfort of the impala I can see that Michael is finally starting to relax a bit. "Michael", I say, startling him. "What?", he says voice raspy. "Please don't charge me with abduction or anything because you kinda came willingly.", I say voice desperate. I don't want to make this time lines Dean's live a living hell. I glance at the back seat and see that Castiel is gone for now at least. "I won't but Dean why are you doing this, where are we going?", Michael asks, his professional tone back on. "I'm not gonna tell you where we're going but the reason I can tell for sure.", I say smirking. I decide to go with truth because he already thinks I'm bat shit crazy, at least for now. "Castiel found out a way to get me back in to the year 2014 but he can't do it just like that so I need to help him.", I say looking at Michael trying to read his expression. "When did the medication stop working Dean?", Michael asks suddenly, his turn to read my expression.
"Honestly, they never worked, I just pretended that they did.", I say shrugging. Michael looks slightly shocked. "You pretended?", he clarifies. I shrug, "Figured if I keep rambling about monsters and angels, I'd spend rest of my life in psych ward." And that makes Michael speechless. "If you would've told me then we would've figured it out.", he says calmly, almost tiredly. "Yeah well it would've all been for nothing.", I say silently. "How so?", he asks staring straight in to my eyes. "Well there is no medication or fucking therapy that can make this shit go away, I wish there'd be but no, world just has to be so fucked up.", I say irritated. It would be just easier that I'd be schizophrenic but no everything is just so damn twisted. I hear Michael's stomach crumple and decide that soon we'll stop to get something to eat. "Michael do you believe in God?", I ask, surprising even myself with the question.
"Well, I like the idea that there is something higher, I guess", Michael says after a brief second of thinking. "Well you ain't wrong, there is a God.", I say chuckling,"Who is fricking dick.". I feel Michael staring at me but I keep my eyes on the road, not looking there. "Dick?, How God's a dick?", he asks me with true curiosity. "Well let me tell you", I smirk, "and Castiel you'd better listen too",I get a glance from Michael, " God will leave heaven, if he already hasn't, he just goes poof and tells no one where. He leaves the heaven to confused angels who are not used to not to be given orders.", I look at Michael to see that his still listening. "God doesn't give fuck, he doesn't care about his sons, he doesn't care about us, humans and he just leaves earth to be destroyed.", I inhale, "That's why god's a dick."
We stopped a a gas station getting snacks then moving on, giving Michael no change to ask outside help.I saw that he tried to use his eyes to signal help but failing. I kinda feel bad for the man but he decided to come with us so it's not my fault. One hour to kill and then we'll be at Bobby's.
"Dean.", I hear from the back seat, startling me badly. "God Cas, don't scare me like that.", I shout, making Michael frightened. "We are almost there.", he states the obvious, "I know, Castiel I know.", "So how'd your daddy approve this?", I ask curiously. How does the obeying angel rebel like this? Castiel looks really uncomfortable and he has this deer in the headlights look. "I did not ask permission from my father.", I burst laughing. "Really?", I keep laughing and I get confused looks from Michael and kinda mad look from Castiel. "Chill dude, I just thought that you'd at least try to beg your fathers approval for this.", I look at him smiling. "I'm sorry Michael, I must look like a crazy talking in to the thin air.", I say casting an apologized look at him. Michael just shrugs, "It's okay Dean."
"Here we are.", I say driving in front of the house. We walk to the door and there is a post it note saying that Bobby is gone for a couple of days. I'm glad because it would've been hard to explain why I have shrink with me and it just simply would have been all too confusing. "This is my uncle Bobby's house if you were wondering.", I tell to Michael, seeing that he recognizes the name. We get to the kitchen and I tell Michael to sit in the chair and not to move anywhere or not to touch anywhere. I make him a sandwich and a cup of coffee. Finding my way to Bobby's library. "What are we here for?", I ask Castiel who is standing next to me eyeing the room. "We are here for a book called 'time' it is in enochian and it is very relevant book for the spell you need to perform.", Castiel says searching the aisles for the book. Is he talking about the fricking unicorn book I read a while back, well fuck. "The one where you learn how to capture a unicorn?", I ask Castiel. He smiles, actually smiles! " Yes that's the book, have you read it?", Castiel asks curiously. I nod. "But it was all about unicorns, no spells, no time traveling, just a book about unicorns", I say frustrated. "Well yes it is a book about unicorns but it is also a book about time traveling and there is the spell we need.", he explains. "But I read it and there was nothing about time traveling.", God Castiel get to the point. "You just have to read every third word to see the time traveling part of it, but if you read it fully it is a just a book about the unicorns.", Castiel says making everything bright and clear. Well fuck. I had the fucking answer right in front of me but I just didn't see it. "Well it should be here because I mailed it back to Bobby couple months back.", I say continuing the search for the book.
Quickly the book is found and I'm back at translating it. But it really makes more sense now, you know the time traveling part of it. I am doing the research in the kitchen table occupied by Michael who is just looking at me too calmly. "Umm, Dean can I use a bathroom?", Michael says kinda nervously which is weird because I'm used to his professional calmness. Poor mans bladder probably is on a verge of exploding. "Oh yeah, sorry man, it is down the hall.", I say blushing. Michael says voiceless thanks and gets up and goes down to hall. "Come straight back then, alright?", I say realizing that he could try to get away which is not a problem itself but still it's better to have the man close.
Michael comes back to the kitchen and awkwardly sits back down to the chair he was sitting before. "Want anything to eat, drink?", I ask. Michael thinks a second and then nods and says,"Water would be nice." And I give him a glass of water.
Half hour have passed and finally I have a list of the ingredients what I need to get to make the spell to work. Castiel takes the list and flies off, leaving me again with the Mr. willingly kidnapped shrink. "Why didn't you get out of the car?", I ask out of boredom and actually I really want to know why. Michael seems a bit taken a back by the question and he clears his throat. "Well I thought that you'd be safer if someone would be with you", he says with the calm voice again. "So it has nothing to do with the fact that now you have amazing opportunity to analyze me and my actions?", I ask smirking. "No, well actually I haven't thought about that.", Michael says clearly in his thoughts. "So you're not afraid that I'm going to kill you or something?", I look at him into eyes. "Well are you going to kill me?", he asks firmly. "No.", I say, "Then I am not afraid.", he say reassuringly but I think he is jut trying to assure himself. "So what are we doing here exactly?", Michael asks after drinking his water. "Well, Castiel went to get the ingredients to this spell which is supposed to send me back to the year 2014 and yeah, then we perform the spell and I hopefully get back to home.", I say tiredly. Michael just nods and the conversation dies.
As the evening goes on I let Michael wander around a bit but I denied his access to the library. I put a TV on on the news channel and not to my surprise I see my picture in it next to Michael's. "Eighteen-year-old Dean Winchester is missing alongside with his psychiatrist Michael Lawson which we believe Dean has forced to come with him. Dean is suffering from a mental illness, schizophrenia and he is to be seen dangerous mostly to himself but also to others." a woman's voice says in the news broadcast, "If you see him please call to emergency services immediately.", "FUCK", I breath out. Fuck. "Why God you want me to suffer so much?", I say to thin air. "My Father does not want you to suffer, Dean", oh Castiel is back. "Oh shut up Cas.", I say frustrated.
"You have everything we need?", I ask from Castiel. "Yes I got all we need expect for one ingredient", Castiel says, "Well what is the missing ingredient then?", I push. "We need your blood", Castiel says something flashing in his eyes. "How much?", I ask shocked because I have a feeling that it is not going to be just a drop or two. "CASTIEL, how much?". He looks at me sadly. "Almost all of it." I glance at Michael seeing that he has really worried expression. "You better make sure I don't die then.", I say my voice breaking. "Castiel promise me that you won't let me die.", I plead. "I promise", Castiel says eyes honest. And I believe him.
"Okay then let's do it."