"Well we're not hiding a monster corpse, and we don't even have any booze. So nah, we're good." The grim faced pair of policewomen topping the hill and stalking towards them don't look "good" to Castiel, but admittedly he has little basis for comparison. "What about the weapons compartment in the trunk?" "I won't tell if you don't." -AU, Destiel, teenage hooligans.
Rated: T - English - Humor/Romance - Chapters: 2 - Words: 6,695 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 20 - Follows: 2 - Published: 8/20/2014 - [Castiel, Dean W.] Sam W., John W. - Complete