since this one was so short (i needed a segue) i'm posting it on the same day. enjoy!
BEWARE: very short!
Harriet stumbled frantically towards the Keller's house, tears running down her cheeks. Why hadn't she brought her phone? Why had she worn these stupid shoes? Why hadn't she listened to Emma. Oh god, Emma! Sprinting as fast as she could, she shoved her way through the crowd, eyes scanning foreign faces, searching desperately for -
"Sam! Dean! Please, you gotta help!" She called out, running straight into Sam and bouncing off his hard chest. They looked at her in alarm, taking in her tears and gasping breaths. She didn't even wanna think about what she looked like right now.
"Harriet? What's wrong where's Ka- where's Emma?" Dean seemed to have sobered up and was looking at her intensely, worry creasing his brow.
"We- we took the shortcut through the park and I was taking a break when this random guy just showed up out of nowhere and started calling Em 'Katherine' and saying that he'd been looking for her. Then he touched her forehead, and and she - she just went limp in his arms!" Harriet wailed. "I ran for h-help, but I don't know what he did to her." She started to dissolve into violent sobs.
Sam took her by the shoulders and looked into her eyes. "Breathe Harriet, just breathe. Can you show us where you guys went?" Harriet nodded tearfully and led the way out of the house and down the street towards the park.
Dean's mind reeled. He knew he shouldn't have let Kat go off on her own, he just knew it! If anything so much as breathed on his twin, there'd be hell to pay!
He sprinted after the girl, always in front of Sam. He whipped his gun out of his hiding place in his pants. He cocked it carefully, scanning the grounds for any nasties waiting to surprise him.
Him and Sam's feet hardly made a sound on the concrete, their hunter side roaring to life. Harriet's, on the other hand, clicked and clacked loudly, causing Dean to wince.
In the middle of the dewy meadow, Dean spotted the trench coat-wearing creep cradling his twin's limp body. Seeing her unmoving, something inside of him snapped. He saw red, rage taking over every part of his body. Raising his gun, he took two quick shots at the stranger. Both clipped him in the shoulder, but he didn't even flinch, his gaze remaining transfixed on his sister's slack face. What the heck? Even a demon would be screaming by now, those bullets were consecrated in holy water. Whatever it was, it wasn't something he was used to dealing with, and that made him fear for his twin's life.
Suddenly, she gasped as if she'd been holding her breath for too long, eyes fluttering open. "Cas?" He heard her breath, her emerald eyes taking in the stranger's face greedily. He nodded, then swept her up in his arms, lips against hers. She responded in kind, wrapping her arms tightly around him. It reminded him of the Sleeping Beauty movie she'd made him watch when they were younger.
Dean slowly lowered his gun, looking at Sam in confusion, muttering, "What the hell?"
keehee! i love that part. random kissing is always fun to write. more will come in time, so be patient!