A/N: well… I have no words. 6 months. That's a long time to wait. I'm sorry. From now on, I have a schedule. A fixed schedule that I will write my chapters on, so this (hopefully) will be updated every Tuesday… Fingers crossed.

Thanks to: angeleyenc and ToxicSweetHeart for their reviews. :) and to Mrs. Dr. Robert Chase for sticking with me throughout these long months.

I've completely changed the direction I wanted this story to go… complete 180 flip. So, I've changed the name to go with the new direction. Now it's called Destiny.

Second piece of news, this story itself will only have about… 3 or 4 more chapters… then there's a sequel. So: this is what I'm asking all of you: should I make the new sequel its own story, or should I add the chapters of that to this? I think I want to add the chapters to this, because that's what I prefer to read. But I'm not my readers…

I plan (PLAN) to update once a week, but seeing as I just registered for college classes, I can't make any guarantees…

Destiny

Chapter 14

Blood.

Blood, gore and screaming. Death was all around him.

It was dark, but the piles of fire all around gave off plenty of light. A single gas station sat in the corner of the intersection where Cas stood, and the hollowed out remains of an old diner sat opposite from that.

The 2 buildings on the other corners were too burned to recognize.

In the middle of the smoking buildings stood a man, tall and proud with a small smirk on his face as he watched the town burn. Despite all the dirt and grime in the air, his suit was spotless and wrinkle free.

Cas stood just as still at the other end of the road, staring at the man. He seemed so familiar… but he couldn't remember from where… when Cas caught the man's eye, his face changed. Into something twisted and dark… long teeth that could only be described as fangs circled the wide mouth and a long, snake like tongue slipped out. With a screech the fire went out and darkness surrounded them.

Cas' eyes snapped open and he saw he was back in the panic room… he slowly sat up, thinking about that dream. It couldn't have been a memory… it didn't feel like a memory. He swung his legs over the edge of the bed and rested his elbows on his knees. Twisting his fingers together and resting his chin on them, he looked around the room, thinking of what that dream could possibly be…

His eyes caught on his bag by the door and his hand itched to draw what he saw. He got his paper and a pencil and began to work on the monster from his dream.

Cas stormed up the stairs to the main floor of Bobby's house, he saw the brothers watching what appeared to be the news with Crystal curled on the chair by the window with her eyes closed and a small smile on her lips.

Cas tapped Dean on the shoulder and held up the drawing. It was rough… not perfect… but it showed the thing in ok detail to make it recognizable. "What is it?" he asked, quietly so he wouldn't wake Crystal.

Dean stared at the picture for a few moments, deep in thought. Cas turned to Sam and gestured to the picture. After a few moments, they both shrugged, not saying anything so Crystal would stay asleep. "Where's Bobby?" Cas whispered, folding the picture.

Sam pointed out the door and Cas rushed outside, ignoring the stabs of gravel on his bare feet. He stared around, looking for Bobby and found him under the hood of a car. Cas ran to him and said, "Bobby." The older man looked up, concerned. Cas unfolded the picture and asked, "What is this?" Bobby came over and took the picture from Cas and carefully studied it.

"Where'd ya see this?" he asked, looking at Cas briefly before looking back at the picture.

"I had a dream." Cas said, worried for a moment… whenever he told anyone about these kind of dreams he was either called crazy or hit… but that hadn't been since he took off.

Cas smiled as Bobby walked back into the house, taking his dream seriously. "I don't know what it is." Bobby said, sitting at the old desk by the fire. "But if it exists I'll find it."

And for hours, Cas, Dean, Sam and Bobby poured over the old books, and Crystal helped when she woke up too, and all they had to show for it were headaches. Cas had his head laying on a massive book, his eyes sore from staring at the old pages for so long…

"What else did it do?" Dean asked for the thousandth time.

Cas sighed and sat up, running a hand through his shaggy hair, sighing. "All I know is, it looked normal until it turned into that" he gestured at the picture propped open on the table.

Dean was about to say more when the news that was left on caught Cas' attention. Something about a storm in Providence, Rhode Island… severe rain storms that aren't normal in this time of year… he shushed Dean and turned up the TV. Those storms almost sounded like an omen…

"This can wait." Cas said, folding the picture and slipping it into his pocket. "Let's check out what's going on in Providence, Rhode Island." He said, feeling restless from being inside the house for so long.

After a few moments of persuading, Cas got the brothers to agree to check out the storms in Rhode Island, and he told the brothers that either he was going along, or he'll hitch a ride there some other way… and who knows what kind of evil thing might pick him up. So they agreed to let him come along.

They had the impala all packed and ready to go, when Crystal came skipping through the door with a smile on her face. Cas went to meet her, "What are you doing?" he asked, taking her hand.

"I'm going with you." She stated, starting to walk to the car, but Cas held her hand more firmly, keeping her with him.

"No." Cas said, "You're not."

Crystal pulled her hand back and folded her arms across her chest. "And why not?" She asked.

Cas sighed and cast a glance over his shoulder where the brothers were waiting for him, he gently wrapped an arm around her slender shoulders and led her inside. She went relatively quietly and allowed herself to be sat on the couch.

"Crystal…" Cas started, trying to decide how to say what he was thinking. "You know I like you right?" Cas frowned at having to sound like a child… but he couldn't think of what else to say.

Crystal scoffed and said, "I should hope so." She stared at Cas while she sat straight up and tense, waiting for Cas to convince her to stay.

"I don't want you getting hurt." Cas said desperately. "It's too dangerous."

Crystal stared at the ground for a few moments, thinking over what he said. She finally huffed and fell back against the back of the couch, staring up at Cas. "Fine." She said with a frown. "I'll stay here." She sat up and gently touched Cas' cheek. "Be safe." She said, "And come back alive." She leaned forward and gently connected their lips, hesitating there for a moment, praying he'd be careful.

Cas smiled at her when she pulled away. "I'll be careful."

And with that, Crystal was left alone with Bobby and her worry. The sun was sinking below the horizon when Crystal called to Bobby that she was going out. She was gone before Bobby could ask where she was going.

She drove to the store to get the supplies she'd need. She got 6 balls of light blue yarn that she thought would bring out Cas' eyes, and a single long pair of thin purple knitting needles.

Cas wished that he could sleep during car rides… he used to be able too, but some time along the way, he'd lost that ability…

The loud music blasting through the speakers didn't help matters…

But none of that really mattered. Cas had this… feeling.

A feeling like something bad was going to happen… he didn't share this feeling with the brothers currently bickering in the front seat… no need to worry them with what was probably nothing…

This feeling got worse as they got closer to Providence… and Cas was practically bouncing in his seat when they finally parked and got out of the car to go into the warehouse…

They all figured since they were here, they might as well check this place out in case something bad was going on.

They walked through the halls quietly, on alert, looking for anything out of the ordinary. But after nearly an hour of running through the place with a fine tooth comb, the brothers came up with nothing. They had set up in the room the old ritual was supposed to happen in, but nothing was wrong.

Cas still had that funny feeling…. As the brothers talked about what might be causing the freak storms, Cas wandered out of the room. He followed a maze of hallways without really paying any attention to where he was going.

After a moment, he stopped.

Cas didn't know what made him stop… it seemed that his feet stopped of their own accord. He looked around and saw a small door to his left. Frowning, he pulled it open, there was nothing out of the ordinary… stacked dusty white sheets and towels.

At about shoulder height, Cas saw a ring with no dust in the middle of the shelf. He reached out his fingers and gently touched the ring… there should be something important here… but he couldn't remember what…

The more he tried to remember whatever was here, the more the fact fluttered away… Like trying to grab mist.

Cas didn't know how long he stood there, with his hand on the ring… but suddenly flashes of memory erupted in his vision. A jar of deep red liquid that could only be blood was in his hand and carefully placed in the closet.

Cas opened his eyes and his mouth fell open in horror. What had he done? Where was the blood now? Cas' breath shuddered and he heard his name being called from down the hall… they must have just noticed he was gone. "I'm here." Cas called to the brothers, frowning at them as they rushed to him. "We have a problem." Cas said seriously.

Dean and Sam stopped about 10 feet from Cas.

"Cas?" Sam said as more of a question, looking at Cas' worried expression with concern.

"What did you do?" Dean asked in a deep angry voice, frowning at Cas.

Cas took a deep breath and opened his mouth to speak, "I.. I may have… hiddenawaysomepurgatoryblood." He finished in a mumble… looking at the ground in shame.

Dean took a deep breath, trying to stay calm. "I didn't quite catch that." He said, sounding very angry.

Cas bit his lip, without looking up from the ground, "I hid Purgatory blood in case I needed it."

"Why would you do something so stupid?" Dean yelled, gesturing angrily as soon as the last word left Cas' lips.

Instinct taking over, Cas flinched and took a step back from Dean. But he squared his shoulders and said, "I thought I might need it!" he replied with intensity.

"For what?" Dean yelled, making Cas flinch back again, "Do you have any idea how idiotic—"

"Dean." Sam interrupted, making Dean stop yelling. He looked from Sam to Cas and back again. With an angry huff, Dean said, "We need more information." And he stormed past Cas, bumping into him on the way.

"Dean wait…" Cas said quietly… but Dean continued down the stairs and out of the room. Cas looked down at the floor with a frown.

Sam slowly walked beside Cas, putting a hand on his shoulder, causing Cas to look up and return the small smile Sam gave him, before Sam walked after his brother, leaving Cas alone in the dark hall.

So… My 18th Birthday is on the 7th of august. I want reviews for my birthday. K… thanks, Bye! Hopefully see y'all next week! So pretty please give me a good b-day and review on this a ton of times :)