Hannah
We followed Dean and Cas to a motel in town where they were staying at and booked ourselves separate rooms for the night.

I walked into my room and dumped my bag on the bed and looked around the room I would be spending my night in. It wasn’t too bad for a motel, no peeling wallpaper and broken bedframe, but there was a strange smell in the room and some worrisome stains on the wooden floor, but I could look past that. I saw the TV on the little dresser near the foot of the bed and wandered over to look at the little popup cardboard thing on top of the TV set.

“Casa Erotica…” I read aloud slowly as I read what was on it “Oh!” I gasped, suddenly realising what I was looking at “No thank you,” I blushed, putting it back where I found it.

Why the hell am I blushing? I’m alone and looking at a porn add. Get a grip, Hannah.

With a quick exhale, I turned from the TV and walked across the room to the bathroom while running my fingers through my hair and letting a yawn slip from my lips. As I stepped into the bathroom I flipped the light switch and the light flickered to life. I stepped further into the room and looked at myself in the mirror above the sink, I looked like shit. I needed to shower, it would relax me and maybe even help me sleep tonight… it’s been a long couple of days and now I just want to sleep.

I turned on the shower and gave it time to heat up while I walked back out of the room and over to my bag on the bed to get my towel, clean underwear and baggy t-shirt, face wash, baby wipes, moisturizer and my shampoo and conditioner. Once back in the bathroom I kicked the door closed with my foot and placed my things on the counter next to the sink and started to strip out of my sweat-stained clothes.

It didn’t seem to matter how many years I’ve been in the stated, my body’s thermometer seems to be permanently set for Scottish temperatures only, and I find the days that Erin and Izzy claim to be freezing, absolutely sweltering.

I stepped into the shower and under the warm yet refreshing spray of water and let a moan slip from my lips as the water instantly started to work the tension out of the muscles in my back. I stood there for a minute, letting the water pelt against my back while soaking my hair at the same time before turning around to stick my front under the water, wetting my face and making any makeup I had been wearing run while soaking the rest of me.

After scrubbing my skin clean and washing my hair twice, I decided that that would have to do it and it was time to get out of the shower.

I climbed out while wringing out my hair to the side of me before running my fingers through it to remove any knots. I stepped over to the sink and looked at myself in the mirror while wrapping my towel around my wet body. I continued to hum the song I’d been singing while I showered as I scrubbed the partly washed off makeup off of my face with baby wiped before using the scrub and finally applying moisturiser to my face once I dried my face.

I pulled the towel from my body and patted myself the rest of the way dry before tossing it back onto the counter and slipping into my underwear and baggy t-shirt. Once I was dressed, I pulled my hair back and tied it up in a messy knot with the hair tie I kept on my wrist.

I walked back over to the TV and turned it on for background noise but jumped when the first sound to come out of the speakers was a loud, sensual moan.

“No!” I squeaked, quickly changing the channel with the remote, ending up with the news but anything was better than porn.

There was a bang on the wall above the bed coming from the room on the other side, making me jump.

“I heard that you naughty girl!” Erin yelled while laughing hysterically.

“Go to sleep!” I yelled back, laughing too while banging back on the wall.

I pulled my cell out of my bag before putting the bag on the floor and sat myself in the middle of the bed and crossed my legs under myself.

I started messing around on my phone, answering a couple of texts from my mother, messaging my brother back on Facebook and then started scrolling through Tumblr. I was too busy paying attention to my phone to notice the presence of someone in my room.

“Hello Hannah,”

I jumped and screamed loudly, falling off of the bed with my arms flailing, trying to grab onto the bed before I landed on the floor with
a thud.

“Ouch,” I groaned, sitting up with my hand pressed against the back of my head, eyes squeezed shut, swaying slightly as my vision blurred when I opened my eyes.

“I’m so sorry,” The same gruff voice that spoke a moment ago spoke again, suddenly Castiel appeared in front of me and pressed two fingers to my forehead and in a dizzying array, my head stopped hurting and my vision cleared.

He remained on his knees in front of me while I sat on the floor and just stared at him in shock.

I hadn’t wanted to believe it before; I mean the internet can be unreliable sometimes so how I to know that he was really an angel,
maybe he was just named after one. Castiel, the angel of Thursday. He could have just been a normal human guy who was a little awkward around people, a bit like me.

“It’s true?” I asked quietly.

“Is what true?” He asked, looking right into my eyes.

“You’re really an angel?”

“Yes,”

“…Great,” I sighed after a moment, dropping my head onto my knees and sighing heavily.

Of course, the first guy to seemingly show me any interest and he’s not even human.
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Michelle
“I don’t like him,” Matt said, sitting himself down at the table, a beer in his hand and his laptop in front of him.

“Who don’t you like?” I asked, sitting myself across from him.

The guys had just gotten back on the bus ten minutes ago, but nothing they were saying was making any sense to us girls. Apparently we weren’t going to be checking out the building tonight and we had to get ourselves out of here before any cops turned up.

“Jimmy ran into some other hunter… Damon or something,” He muttered, typing something on the keyboard of his laptop.

“His name was Dean,” Jimmy corrected him as he bent into the fridge to get himself something to drink “I ran into him after finding some girl, Izzy, running around by herself, and he was with his buddy and two other girls who were apparently Izzy’s friends,”

“So why don’t you like this Dean guy?” I asked “What’d he do to you?”

“He didn’t do anything to him,” Jimmy spoke again, cutting Matt off from saying whatever he was about to say “He’s a hunter and he was there for the same reason we were, same Demon that dropped Val’s name dropped a name he’s been listening for, too.”

“So what?” I asked, turning back to Matt “You don’t like him because he’s a hunter?”

“That’s one reason,” He muttered.

I reached across the table and slapped him hard across the face, causing his head to turn to the side slightly from the impact.

“Enough with the attitude, Sanders!” I yelled at him “Do you fucking understand what this means?” I asked.

“Yes, I know what it means,” He seethed “and that’s exactly what I don’t like about him, Jimmy thinks it’d be a good idea to team up
with him and his weird little friend,”

“Of course it’s a good idea!” I laughed bitterly “If two more hunters are looking for the same demon we’re looking for then it would help us all out if we worked with them, it’s two extra pairs of hands,”

“And what about the girls?” Meghan asked, slowly walking up the bus towards us from the bunk area where she had been standing talking to Zack. Her arms were wrapped around herself and I could tell that she was worried and a little nervous.

“I don’t think they’re hunters,” Matt told her “They didn’t look the type, I think they were just in the wrong place at the wrong time,”

“Well I hope for their sakes that’s the last we see of them,” Jimmy muttered quietly, taking a drink from his bottle of water, and if I didn’t know him any better, I’d say he sounded a little sad at the thought of never seeing them again… or was it just one of them?
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Castiel
Since I confirmed that I was an angel, Hannah had been asking me loads of questions which I was more than happy to answer for her, I didn’t mind what she asked; I would answer any of her questions… I was just happy to be talking to her without feeling like I was making her uncomfortable like before, or scaring her, or feeling like she thought I was some weird man. In a way, she seemed somewhat fascinated by me and it felt nice, it’s been a long time since someone was so excited to find out things about me.

Sam must have been one of the last humans to be excited to meet me.

“You know,” I started when I realised Hannah was trying to come up with another question now that all her quick-fire questions were
asked and answered “I’ve been here for a very long time and I remember many things. I remember being at a shoreline, watching a little grey fish heave itself up on the beach, and an older brother saying; ‘don’t step on that fish, Castiel. Big plans for that fish.’.”

I looked at Hannah and noticed the concentration and amusement on her face as she listened to me telling my story.

“I remember the tower of Babel, all thirty-seven feet of it, which I suppose was impressive at the time, and when it fell, they howled divine wrath. But come on, dried dung can only be staked so high.” She giggled and covered her mouth with her hand “I remember
Cain and Abel, David and Goliath, Sodom and Gomorrah, and of course, I remember the most remarkable event – remarkable because it never came to pass. It was averted by two boys, an old drunk and an angel. The grand story, and we ripped up the ending, and the rules, and destiny, leaving nothing but freedom and choice, which is all well and good, except… well, what if I’ve made the wrong choice?” I asked “How am I supposed to know? But I’m getting ahead of myself… let me tell you everything,”

“Everything?” She hummed, smiling at me tiredly as her eyes drooped “I don’t know if I can stay awake long enough to hear everything, so why don’t you tell me your story in pieces, one piece of the story every time we meet after tonight, and hopefully you’ll get to finish,”

“I’d like that,” I found myself smiling down at her “I’d also like it if you told me some of your story,”

“My story?” She asked and I nodded “Alright, there isn’t much to tell, and I’m no angel, so this shouldn’t take very long,”

She lay back on the bed and dropped her head onto the pillow and patted the space next to her, but I looked at her, confused, not knowing what she wanted from me.

“What?” I asked, cocking my head to the side and squinting at her.

“Come lay with me so that I can tell you some of my story,”

“Oh!”

I lay where she wanted me to, and she chuckled a little, and I couldn’t help but listen in on her thoughts.

‘Of course, he keeps on the coat and his shoes… cute,”

Well if she thought it was cute, I would keep on my shoes and coat.

“You said that you have a lot of brothers?” She asked.

“I do,” I nodded.

“Well, I’ve only got the one, he’s back home in Scotland with his wife… he’s older than I am,” I stayed silent as she yawned and
curled up against my side, I went rigid for a moment, but soon relaxed into her “He was already twelve years old when I was born and going into high school,” She smiled a little “But we were as close as twins, thick as thieves and we always have been, back when I didn’t have any friends and preferred to sit alone in my room, he was my best friend, he spent a lot of time with me and kept me company while I did my thing, writing and listening to music and he didn’t always have to say anything,” She stopped to yawn
“And when I started talking to Erin and we started getting closer to one another… she was interested in our friendship and wanted to know everything about her and he was just…” She yawned again “Then he met his wife, he fell in love with her so fast he could barely stop himself from proposing to her after the second date,”

“When did he propose to her?” I asked.

“After they’d been together officially for three months,” She giggled “They’ve been married for five years now,”

“I’m glad you’re close with your brother,” I told her “It’s always important to be close with your siblings,”

“Like you and your brothers and sisters?”

“Yeah,” I smiled, glancing down at her and noticing that her eyes were closed “Are you tired?” She nodded “I’ll leave you to sleep,” I started to get up but she let out a whining noise and gripped my coat in her hands and gently tugged me back onto the bed.

“Stay,” She murmured.

I didn’t say anything, just laid back on the bed with her and listened as her breathing evened out and lowered and she even started to snore softly so I knew that she was asleep.

Maybe I would stay the whole night, maybe I would leave before she woke up.

I just didn’t want us both to be awkward when she woke up, I really feel like we bonded tonight, and the whole time we were talking, her glow got brighter and brighter.

Notes

Will things between Castiel and Hannah be awkward in the morning?
Will Matt ever like the idea of teaming up with Dean?

More to come from the fantastic elovebakervengeance!<3
Enjoy!!

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