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The gunshot echoed through the house. Dean crumpled to the floor. Blood splattered everywhere.
Cas ran to his side. Tears welling in his eyes. "Dean," he managed to say.
He put his hand over the hole. Blood covering him. Deans eyes were looking up at the ceiling.
He was dead. Cas rubbed his forehead, getting blood all over his forehead.
He grabbed his phone and called 911. Within minutes a police officer and an ambulance was there.
He told them what happened leaving out the werewolf part and twisting it a little. They didn't do much about Cas. They took Deans dead body to do testings on and they were going to give Cas a court date but for some reason decided against it.
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The next few days were rough. Cas had to move back with his mom. He frowned when he walked through the door with the last of his boxes. His mother sat there with looks of disapproval on her face. Cas went to his room, which was his sisters old room, and took out a small tool box.
He opened. Inside were blades that he used to use. He had been clean for three years. He took out one of the larger blades and looked at it in his hands. He shook his head and put it back, trying to stay strong.
Casey knocked on his door, "Cas?" She asked.
"What?" Cas said harshly wiping away a small tear that had formed.
She walked in. "What happened to Dean?" She asked quietly as she sat next to Cas.
Cas looked away, "He went crazy," he mumbled, but he knew everything Dean said was true.
Casey frowned. "oh," was all she ended up saying.
She akwardly walked out of his room.
Cas sighed and walked downstairs. He was hungry. He opened the freezer and took out a TV dinner.
"You need to get a job," Laura, his mom, said.
Cas rolled his eyes, "OK," he mumbled.
"Now," she said.
Cas clenched his fist. "I can't get a job in one day," he said.
"Well you can start looking," Laura said.
"You're a heartless bitch, you know that?" he yelled.
Laura glared at him, "Don't use those types of words with me."
"What? You're a bitch?" He said making her more angry.
"Go up to your room now," she yelled pointing to the stairs.
Cas rolled his eyes. Instead he grabbed his wallet and walked outside.
He walked until he got to the forest a couple blocks away from his house. He walked into the forest and climbed a tree. He smiled when he reached the little fort he had made when he was ten.
He sat down on the hard floor and looked around at everything he had left there. There were pictures and various toys.
He smiled as he picked up a picture and looked at it. It was a picture of him, his dad, his mom, and his sister.
His sister was just a baby when the photo was taken, so his mom was carrying her.
A hand touched his shoulder and he jumped.
He didn't know the woman behind him.
"Castiel right?" She asked sitting in front of him.
"Um, yes," he said.
She smiled. "Ruby," she said holding her hand out.
Cas decided not to shake it.
"So I heard about Dean," she said leaning against the wall.
Who the fuck is this person? He asked himself.
"Um, ya," he said.
"Werewolf, huh. Haven't seen one of them in a while," she said.
Cas frowned, "Who the fuck are you?" he asked standing up.
Ruby smiled, "I can bring him back," she said, knowing Cas wouldn't pass up an offer like this.
"How?" He asked.
"I'm a demon," she said flicking her eyes from brown to black, then back.
Cas' eyes widened. "No, stay away from me," he said as he backed up.
"Oh come on, don't be such a racist. And I'll give you ten years," she said also standing up.
"Ten years?" Cas asked.
"Man, you know nothing about demons. When you make a deal with one of us we take your soul after a certain amount of years. So I give you Dean and you live ten more years," she said shrugging.
Cas thought this over, "Does he come back," he paused, "Human?"
"Yep, no werewolf blood in him," she said.
Cas thought again. "Fine," he said quietly.