Chapter 3: Castiel's Orders
"What the Hell are you two doing?" Bobby asked walking into his kitchen.
"Looking for a gig." Dean answered, sitting on the counter.
Sam was sitting at the table, looking on his lab top for anything suspicious.
"It looks like Sam's the one looking for the gig." Booby said. "I thought you were suppose to wait for Cas to tell you when and what your next gig is."
"We are, but were getting tired of waiting." Dean said.
"But Cas said, this was important, he just doesn't exactly know where, what, and when these things are going to go down." Bobby said.
"Exactly." Dean said, "If we have this much time to kill, then we can do a gig before his gig."
"This is going to end badly and you know it." Bobby said.
"Found something." Sam announced.
"Well read it, Sammy." Dean said.
"Last month there were three unexplained car accidents near Seattle, Washington and then five this weekend." Sam said.
"Guys." Bobby said.
"That'll do." Dean said, hopping off of the counter.
"Dean." Bobby tried to get a word in… again.
"But this could be nothing." Sam said.
"Sam." Bobby tried.
"Well were not going to know sitting around here." Dean said.
"Know what?" Cas asked, popping out of no where.
"Nothing." Dean said.
"There trying to go on a gig before you send them on your special one." Bobby said.
"Bobby." Dean said, a little shocked.
"What gig, were you thinking of?" Cas asked.
"Why?" Sam asked.
"To know if you can do it before I send you to place where things need tending too." Cas said.
"There's been some unexplained car crashes in Washington." Sam said.
Cas thought for a few seconds before saying. "No, gig."
"What?" Dean asked.
"Come on, I agree with Dean." Sam said. "Nothing good can come by staying here and doing nothing."
"If you want something to do." Cas said, "Make your way to Washington, but do not go there until it is time."
"Wait, you're saying that this gig you're sending us on is about the accidents?" Dean asked.
"It's the beginning." Cas said.