Previously: An unknown powerful creature is after Dean. So Castiel has trapped Dean for safety reasons in an alternate reality where he is forced to relive everything from his past, starting with his reunion with Sam and Stanford in 2005. He runs into a mysterious girl named Hannah, who got trapped, just like Dean, by a certain red head of an angel…
***For disclaimer and other info, please see Chapter One. ***
Hannah sat on the stairwell while Dean paced backwards and forwards, telling her the whole 'Truth Is Out There' speech.
"Oh! And angels are real too." He said finally as he stopped pacing.
"Angels?"
"Yeah, but they aren't your rosy cheeked naked cherubs shooting love darts into people's ass."
"Lovely visual." She said as she got up and walked away from Dean.
"Where are you going?" he called after her.
Hannah sighed and turned around to face Dean. "I'm going to try to get out of here."
"You know, for someone who just found out that monsters are real…you are pretty damn calm about it."
"Who said that I just found out?" she said as she raised her eyebrows.
"Wait, what?" said Dean, looking confused.
"I knew all of that. Duh. Except for the part about the angels…but I always kind of expected there to be another side…" she said as she plucked a stray hair out of her eyes.
"So, what are you?" Dean asked.
"I'm a human…the same as you…I hope." Hannah said slowly, as if Dean had asked her the most obvious question in the entire world.
"No, I mean are you a hunter?"
"Oh! No, I'm not." Hannah said as she shrugged her shoulders.
"What then? How do you know everything?"
"I have…connections let's say." She said mysteriously.
"What the hell is that suppose to mean?"
"That's not for your concern." She said bluntly.
Dean looked at her, frustrated. And then he spotted that his Impala was gone. He stared at the spot where it was a few minutes ago.
"Didn't you notice? That car left about 10 minutes ago. I think it drove off during your whole 'evil clowns that eat people' speech."
"Great. Just great!" said Dean as he threw his hands in the air in annoyance. How was he supposed to follow Sam now? Let alone get to Jericho.
"Let me guess…that was your ride?" asked Hannah.
"Like it matters now."
"You do realize what you can do, haven't you?" she asked as she playfully raised an eyebrow at him.
"Should I have?" Dean asked, confused.
Hannah just laughed. "You can do what ever you want here! It doesn't matter if you missed that car because you can just go hijack a bus or something. No one can see you. No one knows you're there. You're the invisible man and you can do whatever you want to anyone or anything."
Dean smirked. "You know, that's kind of dirty…"
Hannah helped Dean find the nearest bus station. He found the bus headed for Jericho and waited for it to arrive. It would be a few more hours. It was very late at night, or very early morning. It was too hard to tell. Dean slumped down in an empty chair. Hannah stood in front of him. She crossed her arms.
"What?" asked Dean.
"Aren't you going to ask me to come along with you?" she said as she began to tap her toe on the ground.
"I thought you didn't want to."
"I never said that!"
"Well you didn't seem interested in where I was going or why."
"Well I am now." She said as she sat down in the chair across from Dean.
"You seriously want to know?" he asked.
"Well you're the only one who can hear me and I'm the only one who can hear you. I might as well listen." She said. "So…what's in Jericho?"
Dean sighed. "Me. I'm in Jericho."
"That makes no sense…"
"Okay…we are like, back to the future here. I'm stuck reliving my past from this point on until Cas decides to let me out of here. So I'm following myself. God that sounds weird…"
"Who's Cas?" asked Hannah with a confused look on her face. "Is that your girlfriend or something?
Dean startled. "Not Cas as in Cassandra. Cas as in Castiel."
"Oh...so who is Castiel then? Strange name…"
"Castiel is…an angel." Dean said slowly, just realizing how strange that sentence actually sounded.
"Like…literally an angel? As in god's angel? Or as in 'Castiel is so sweet and lovely. Oh! He is SUCH an angel!'" Hannah said in a high pitched voice as she threw her hands around, laughing.
"As in god's angels." Dean said seriously.
"Oh…and you are on nickname terms then?" Hannah said smiling.
Dean just gave her this look. It made her think that there was more to this story.
"Why are you friends with an angel?" she asked.
"That is a long story." Said Dean, shaking his head.
"We have a few hours until the bus gets here. I'm sure I can keep up."
Dean exhaled sharply and looked up at Hannah. Her dark blue looked back at him. Should he trust this girl?
"My little brother Sammy…" Dean began. "He died."
Hannah's face fell. "I'm so sorry Dean."
"He died and I held him as he died. Some guy stabbed him pretty good, there was blood everywhere…" Dean felt him self tearing up. He couldn't believe it. He had to get on with it. Skip the details. Don't cry! "Then I made a deal."
"A deal?"
"As in crossroad demons?"
"Oh… I've hear about them once or twice. Nasty things."
"Anyway, so I got Sam back…but I only had one year to live. And Sam tried so hard to fix it and save me. But he couldn't. I knew he couldn't. So I got ripped apart and sent to hell."
Hannah's eyes widened. "Hell?" she gasped.
"It felt like 30 years down there in the pit… the worst pain imaginable…only 50 times worse. And then, I woke up six feet under. Dug my way out. I got this lovely souvenir." He took off his jacket and pulled down his shirt to show the hand indentation on his shoulder. Hannah continued to stare in intrigue and horror. "Turns out the angels saved me. Cas dragged me out of the pit. And turns out the only reason why they did it was because I started the oncoming apocalypse. And only I can stop it."
Hannah took a moment to register what Dean had just said. "An…apocalypse? Like as in-"
"Biblical. Yeah."
"Wow." She said.
"I know."
They sat in silence for a while. And then finally Hannah spoke.
"So why are we here?" she asked.
"I don't know about you but something is after me. Don't know what. No one knows. So Castiel dropped me in here so I don't get ripped to shreds." Said Dean.
"What about me then? You said you knew that red headed girl that put me here! Who is she?"
"Anna. Another angel."
"She was an angel?"
"A fallen angel. I think. She fell but we helped her get her grace back, Sam and me. I thought the other angels were looking for her so I have no idea why she put you here."
"Okay." Said Hannah in confusion. The poor girl, Dean thought. "When are we getting out?" she asked hopefully with pleading eyes.
"To tell the truth? I have no idea." Said Dean.
Hannah paced around the empty room a few times before slumping down in a chair. Her and Dean sat and waited until morning for the Jericho bus. Then they would decide on what to do next…and if they would ever get out of here.
