The Reconstruction of Rome: Rhythms with W
By: M14Mouse
Summary: Cas and Sam do a crossword puzzle and have a conversation about witches
Disclaimer: Don't own them.
"This clue is very rude," Cas said as he stared at the crossword book.
Sam looked up from the paper to see Cas frowning at the crossword book that Dean got him. He hadn't had a chance to go through it yet. Knowing Dean, it would be a crossword book dedicated to porn or something.
"What is the clue?"
"What is a word that rhymes with witch?" He asked.
"You can blame Dean on that one. He found it for me when I couldn't sleep. I never got around to looking at it."
Cas looked up from the book and frowned.
"It does follow Dean's sense of humor."
He laughed.
"Speaking of witches…we seemed to come across a new one. Her name is Rowena. She is…interesting."
That was the polite way of saying it. Dean would call her something much more. Bitch was probably the nicer term than he could think of.
"Dean told me about her….in more colorful language, of course."
"Have you come across witches like that? We came across a few that hasn't made deals with demons….but they haven't been the good guy type either. Well…isn't true…there was an ex-cop and his familiar. They seemed to be exception instead of the rule," He said as he circled a possible case in the newspaper.
"I don't believe that I haven't heard this story." Cas said.
"We worked with this cop before on a case. That case turned the guy onto witchcraft. It turned out that he had a talent for it. Another case came to light…we got involved. It turned out another witch was killing because he was jealous. In the end, the cop wasn't cop anymore. Last time I heard, he was in Los Angeles."
"They are who don't have to make deals with demons. Some have their own natural power. Some are trained in the art. It seemed that your friend went along those lines," Cas added before turning back to the crossword book.
"It doesn't matter, does it?" He said with a sigh.
"No, it does not. Your friend is still a witch and that comes with choices…both good and bad."
"I understand that. It's just hard…those choices."
He understood those choices…perhaps better than Dean did. He hated those choices.
"You are thinking about the Mark."
He nodded his head.
"Dean is normal right now. I keep waiting for that shoe to drop. I don't like it. I have been searching for hours at a time and yet…nothing."
Cas paused for a moment.
"I have thoughts of talking to Metatron. He may have an answer."
He felt something light into his chest. It was something a kin to hope. He knew that he might not help. He was running out of choices and time.
"You might be right. How can we talk to him?"
"That…I quite have not figured out yet."
"We will find a way." He said.
"We will." Cas said with a nod.
He nodded back before turning his attention back to the newspaper.
"Sam?"
"Yes?" He said as he looked back up to see Cas's expression.
"Why is the pizza man in this book?"
End of Rhythms with W
Next Chapter: That Thing Called Guilt
A/N: So…I brought back the crossword puzzle….and pizza man. Bad me…bad. I want to thank anyone for their support. Read and review if you wish.