The Rapture Part 1
Dean and Angela were fishing at the end of a pier. Castiel appeared.
"We need to talk." Castiel said.
"We're dreaming, aren't we?" Angela asked.
"It's not safe here." Castiel replied. "Someplace more private."
"More private?" Dean scoffed. "We're inside our heads."
"Exactly. Someone could be listening."
"Cas, what's wrong?" Angela asked.
"Meet me here." He handed Angela a piece of paper. "Go now."
Angela and Dean looked up and Castiel was gone from the pier.
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Dean and Angela woke up with a gasp.
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Dean, Sam and Angela walked through the warehouse, flashlights on.
"Well, what did he say, guys? What was so important?" Sam asked.
"If we knew, would we be here?" Angela retorted.
Dean, Sam and Angela ascended a set of stairs.
"What the hell?" Dean asked.
"It looks like a bomb went off." Sam said.
"There was a fight here." Angela murmured.
"Between who?" Sam asked.
Dean flashlight landed on a symbol painted in blood on the wall.
"Check it out." Dean nodded. "Look familiar?"
"Yeah, it does." Sam nodded.
"Anna used something like that to wish the angels back to the cornfield." Dean said.
"So, what? Cas was fighting angels?" Sam asked.
"I don't know." Dean shrugged.
Angela found Castiel in the rubble. "Guys." She said. "Cas? Cas. Hey, Cas."
"What's…? What's…? What's going on?" Jimmy mumbled.
"Just take it easy." Angela said softly. "Take it easy."
"Oh. No." Jimmy murmured.
"Cas, you okay?" Sam asked.
"Ugh. Castiel. I'm not Castiel. It's me." Jimmy said.
"Who's 'me'?" Sam asked.
"Jimmy. My name's Jimmy."
"Where the hell is Castiel?" Dean asked.
"He's gone." Jimmy replied.
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Jimmy sat at a table and devoured a hamburger while Dean, Sam and Angela watched.
"Mmm." Jimmy hummed.
"You mind slowing down?" Dean asked. "You're gonna give me angina."
"I'm hungry." Jimmy replied.
"When's the last time you ate?" Angela asked.
"I don't know. Months." Jimmy replied.
Jimmy took another bite of his hamburger and then continued to eat ravenously.
"Mmm. Mmm. Mmm!" he moaned.
"What the hell happened back there?" Sam asked. "It looked like an angel battle royale."
"All I remember is a flash of light and I, uh… I woke up and I was just, you know, like, me again." Jimmy shrugged.
"So, what? Cas just ditched out of your meat suit?" Dean asked.
"I really don't know."
"You remember anything about being possessed? Anything at all?" Angela asked.
"Yeah, bits and pieces." Jimmy replied. "I mean, angel inside of you, it's kinda like being chained to a comet." He said. "I do know that he likes you a lot…" he told Angela.
Sam glanced at Angela.
"Well, uh, chained to an angel comet… doesn't sound like much fun." Dean cut in.
"Understatement." Jimmy replied.
"Cas said he wanted to tell us something." Sam said. "Please tell me you remember that."
"Sorry." Jimmy shrugged.
"Come on, what do you know?" Dean asked.
"My name is Jimmy Novak." Jimmy said. "I'm from Pontiac, Illinois." He added. "I have a family."
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Sam, Dean and Angela stood outside.
"So, what do we do?" Sam asked.
"What do you mean?" Angela replied. "The guy's got a family. We buy him a bus ticket, send him home."
"I don't know about that. He's the only lead we got." Sam replied.
"He doesn't know anything." Dean said.
"Are you 100% about that?" Sam raised a brow.
"You think he's lying?" Angela frowned. "What, you wanna go Guantanamo on the guy?"
"Angie, maybe he doesn't even know what he knows." Sam shrugged.
"Huh?" Angela asked.
"I say, at least we get him to Bobby's." Sam replied. "Maybe all he needs is hypnosis or a psychic. Or hell, maybe Cas will drop back into him."
"I don't know, man." Dean said.
"Guys, back there, that was angel on angel violence. Now, I don't know what's going on, but it's big. And we can't just let the only lead we got just skip out." Sam said.
Dean shook his head.
"What?" Sam asked.
"You remember when our job was helping people? Like, getting them back to their families?" Dean replied.
"You think I don't want to help him?" Sam asked. "I'm just being realistic,. I mean, hell, we're doing him a favor."
"How?" Angela asked.
"Guys, if we want to question the guy, you can damn well bet the demons do, too." Sam replied.
Dean and Angela sighed in defeat.
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"The hell are you talking about, I can't go home?" Jimmy asked.
"There's a good chance you have a bull's-eye on your back." Dean replied.
"What? From who?"
"Demons." Angela answered.
"Come on, that's crazy." Jimmy scoffed. "What do they want with me?"
"I don't know, information, maybe?" Angela suggested.
"I don't know anything." Jimmy assured.
"I know, but—Angela started.
"Look, I'm done, okay?" Jimmy replied. "With demons, angels, all of it. I just want to go home."
"We understand." Dean said.
"I don't think that you do understand." Jimmy replied. "I've been shot and stabbed and healed, and my body has been dragged all over the Earth. By some miracle, I'm out, and I am done. I've given enough, okay?"
"Look, all we're saying is that until we figure this out, the safest place is with us." Sam said.
"How long?"
"We'll cross that bridge when we get to it." Sam said.
Jimmy shook his head and tried to move past Sam to get to the door.
"Where are you going?" Angela asked.
"To see my wife and daughter, okay?"
"No, you're not." Sam replied. "You're just going to put those people in danger."
"So, what, now I'm a prisoner?"
"Harsh way to put it." Sam replied.
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Sam looked at Jimmy, Dean and Angela, all of them appearing to be asleep. Sam left the room, and Jimmy got up. Jimmy snuck past Dean and Angela and left the motel room.
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Jimmy left the room unnoticed by Sam, who stood by a vending machine. Sam opened a flask of blood, poured the blood out onto his hand, and licked it up greedily.
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Sam quickly packed a duffle bag while Dean and Angela brushed their teeth.
"Guys." Sam said. "Would you hurry up?"
Angela laughed a bit, toothbrush still in her mouth.
"Sorry, uh, Angie, is this funny to you?" Sam asked.
"Mr. Big-Bad-Prison-Guard, Jimmy McMook give you the slip?" she raised a brow. "Yeah, it's pretty funny." She nodded. "What where you doing, anyway?"
"I was getting a Coke." Sam lied.
"Was it a refreshing Coke?" Dean asked.
"Can we just go, please?" Sam asked, frustrated.
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Dean was driving while Sam sat beside him and Angela sat in the back. No one spoke. Anna suddenly appeared in the backseat.
"Hey, guys." She said.
"Aah! Jeez." Dean jerked the steering wheel and the Impala swerved before he got it back under control.
"Smooth." Anna said.
"You ever try calling ahead?" Dean asked.
"I like the element of surprise."
"Well, you look terrific." Dean said.
"Um, yeah, not the most appropriate time, Dean. You let Jimmy get away?"
"Talk to ginormo here." Angela nodded at Sam.
"Sam." Anna said. "You seem different."
"Me? I don't know. Heh. A haircut?" Sam replied.
"That's not what I'm talking about." Anna said.
She gave Sam a meaningful look and he looked away. Then she looked between Dean and Angela.
"So, what'd Jimmy tell you? He remember anything?" Anna asked.
"Why? What's going on?" Angela asked.
"It's Cas. He got sent back home. Well, more like dragged."
"To heaven? That's not a good thing?" Dean asked.
"No. That's a very bad thing. Painfully, awfully bad. He must have seriously pissed someone off."
"Cas said he had something to tell us. Something important." Angela said.
"What?" Anna asked.
"We don't know." Angela replied.
"Does Jimmy know?"
"I don't think so." Dean replied.
"You don't think so?" Anna asked. "Whatever it is, it's huge. You gotta find out for sure."
"That's why we're going after Jimmy." Sam said.
"That's why you shouldn't have let him go in the first place." Anna retorted. "He's probably dead already."
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Sam talked on his cellphone while Dean and Angela stood outside. Dean was gassing up the Impala.
"Where the hell are you, Ruby?" Sam asked. "This isn't funny anymore. I'm all out. Stop whatever you're doing. Call me. I need more."
A/N: Hope y'all enjoyed this chapter! It was really short though .
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~Emily