Crash Landing
Deserted Island

Summary: If you were on a deserted island and could only pick one…"This seems like a bad idea."

Authors Note: this is written the night of drinking so I am sorry now for what is written below. All my brain and re-read before posting by me….sorry. This was a weird one, I wanted to kinda get away from what I had been writing and do something with more people and chatting so this is what you got. Story takes place before the fall when Cass wasn't overly crazy but had his powers. So probably in season eight so where. Short but sweet :P|

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"If you were stranded on a deserted island, and could only pick one person to be there with you would it be Sam or Dean?" the question wasn't overly hard but it stalled the Angel of the Lord to a dead stop. "Come on Castiel, its only a game. Play a few rounds with me, if you don't like it we will stop." Charlie pleaded with Angel.

"I do not understand the point of this game?" he informed her crossing his arms and the room watched the two powerhouse personalities clash.

"Its just for fun Cass, its not really going to happen." Sam told him and Kevin chuckled slightly to Sam's left. The bottle of vodka half empty in the young man's hands. The old school games had been going for a while and had started with I never, Kevin was a shocker on that one.

"I understand that Sam," the snark was clear in Castiel's reply and the youngest living Winchester flushed slightly. "It is a hurtful game, I must pick one over the other. I will hurt someone's feelings." Dean snorted and shook his head.

"Cass, just pick Sam I'm a big boy I get that its only a game." Dean told him and the relief on Castiel's face was clear as Dean. He picked Sam who was just shaking his head at the two men before tuning in for Castiel's question to Kevin.

"…would it be Dean or Garth?" The prophet doesn't wait long with his reply and Dean looked shocked when his name was stated.

"Really? Why?"

"I figure if we were the only two around you would make better company." A drink from the bottle followed and they pushed on Kevin turning to Sam and wrinkling his nose. They had rules that the person had to be alive which meant they were limited in their selections but no one wanted to spoil the mood by saying the wrong name.

"…would it be Castiel or Charlie?" Sam looked across the table and remembered Castiel's comments a few minutes earlier and picking himself and smiled softly and stated Castiel before turning towards Dean.

"….would it be Charlie or Kristy?" Dean shook his head and chuckled thinking of the spunky teenager that was out and about currently kicking some ass a few towns over. She would check in every now and then and Dean was happy as long as she checked in. He was pretty sure they would kill each other if they were trapped alone.

"Charlie, hands down." He said without much more of a pause and then found it was his turn he turned to Charlie and sighed softly. They didn't know much about the girls life but she had wormed her way into theirs so it was easier to give two names.

"…would it be Gilda or Sammy boy done up in drag."

"Hey!" a protest shouted from Sam and Dean looked at him with a raised eyebrow, "fine whatever."

"It is only fake, Sam." Castiel reminded him and the tone seemed almost smug and Dean snorted and took a large drink of his whiskey offering the bottle to the Angel.

"As tempting as Sam in a skirt would be I'm gonna have to go with my girl Gilda." Charlie said with a laugh as she turned her focus on Castiel again hoping that she could get the Angel to pick Dean's name but he had reason after reason that made sense. The fact that Dean wasn't worried past the fact it was just a game meant she had to kick up the challenge.

"…would it be Dean or Meg?" This time there was a clear uncertainty in the Angel's eyes. This wasn't the fact that he would hurt someone's feelings he clearly wasn't sure who he would pick between the two. Charlie bit the inside of her cheek and sneaked a quick peak towards Dean who was watching the Angel and silent, a little pale also but Charlie didn't want to think about it too much. She hadn't realized the bomb she had been planting when she tossed the names into the hat. Making eye contact with Sam he raised one eyebrow and she shrugged not sure what to do.

"I will say Meg." Charlie blinked once, twice, three times before she opened her mouth to demand why but Sam beat her to it.

"Any reason why Cass?" the question friendly and a lot nicer than Charlie would have been seeing Dean's face fall at the name the Angel stated. It was clear that Dean had enough of the game as he leaned back in his chair, the liquor in his cup increasing. She doubted he wanted to sit and listen to whatever reason the Angel had and she couldn't blame him. She knew she would owe him big time later, holding back her sigh she turned to listen to Castiel's answer.

Castiel looked to Sam then Charlie wondering if he had played the game wrong. Was he supposed to pick the person here if the other wasn't. He frowned he was sure the game was honestly but Castiel hadn't been playing honest since the last round when Dean told him to pick the other name.

"There are a great number of reasons why I would choice to be stranded with Meg," the Angel stated and Dean winced and took another drink, the Angel didn't seem to notice. "But I picked her name as Dean told me to pick the other as he could handle it. If Meg was listening I would not want to hurt her feelings."

The table was silent for a moment and Dean's laughter was what broke the tension. "Oh, can we please have a new game." He stated and Charlie nodded happy to change it up after what could have been a disaster.

"Yep, how about truth or dare?"

"How does one play?" Castiel asked and the others just groaned as Charlie laughed.

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