Sometimes you just get lost.
Characters: Dean Winchester
Rating: PG-13 (language)
Time Period: Modern
Location: A clearing near the Castle
Relative Date: Mid day, current date.
Status: Open!
Dean shifted slightly the moment he got the card, hiding it from Lisa, locking himself in his room and just staring at the message. It couldn't be true, he just couldn't believe it. Someone was trying to trick him... It was wrong,his mind, his heart and his gut wouldn't allow him to feel anything else. But it was there in his hand taunting him, the letter he'd received with it practically shouting to him how much it was actually his Sammy. Things they knew, inside jokes. And miscellaneous safe words they'd used to prove it was them in the past.
So he left, he took the ticket, pulled the packed bag from the trunk of his gorgeous car and showed up to the landing pad. He wasn't sure how he felt about the helicopter, but he knew much better when it lifted off and he felt his stomach lurch, eyes wide and panic setting in just from that basic fear of flight. He could swear that he could count the number of times he blinked on one hand by the time they arrived, his legs shaking gently as he stepped onto the soft green earth. He didn't want to look at the castle... hoping that the place he would be looking for would be much, much easier to stake out.
Naturally it wouldn't be that easy, and the Winchester gave something of a soft sigh before kneeling by the large bag to put a revolver in the back of his pants, Ruby's knife in it's sheath and sitting comfortably at his hip. With a deep breath he hefted the bag again, pulling his phone out and lifting it above his head to look for a signal. Nothing. Nothing at all. He rose a brow then,pretty sure that he hadn't gone that far out of range... And then reminding himself that there were no castles like this in the Midwest.
Had he been angel zapped? Was he drugged? Was it a Gin? He could hear his heart beginning to beat as he finally spoke up. "Cas! Castiel? Was this you!?" He got a bit louder as he shouted, knowing it really didn't change if Cas would hear him or not, Praying doesn't work any better if you're screaming.
"Great. I've gone insane... Just what I needed."
Rating: PG-13 (language)
Time Period: Modern
Location: A clearing near the Castle
Relative Date: Mid day, current date.
Status: Open!
Dean shifted slightly the moment he got the card, hiding it from Lisa, locking himself in his room and just staring at the message. It couldn't be true, he just couldn't believe it. Someone was trying to trick him... It was wrong,his mind, his heart and his gut wouldn't allow him to feel anything else. But it was there in his hand taunting him, the letter he'd received with it practically shouting to him how much it was actually his Sammy. Things they knew, inside jokes. And miscellaneous safe words they'd used to prove it was them in the past.
So he left, he took the ticket, pulled the packed bag from the trunk of his gorgeous car and showed up to the landing pad. He wasn't sure how he felt about the helicopter, but he knew much better when it lifted off and he felt his stomach lurch, eyes wide and panic setting in just from that basic fear of flight. He could swear that he could count the number of times he blinked on one hand by the time they arrived, his legs shaking gently as he stepped onto the soft green earth. He didn't want to look at the castle... hoping that the place he would be looking for would be much, much easier to stake out.
Naturally it wouldn't be that easy, and the Winchester gave something of a soft sigh before kneeling by the large bag to put a revolver in the back of his pants, Ruby's knife in it's sheath and sitting comfortably at his hip. With a deep breath he hefted the bag again, pulling his phone out and lifting it above his head to look for a signal. Nothing. Nothing at all. He rose a brow then,pretty sure that he hadn't gone that far out of range... And then reminding himself that there were no castles like this in the Midwest.
Had he been angel zapped? Was he drugged? Was it a Gin? He could hear his heart beginning to beat as he finally spoke up. "Cas! Castiel? Was this you!?" He got a bit louder as he shouted, knowing it really didn't change if Cas would hear him or not, Praying doesn't work any better if you're screaming.
"Great. I've gone insane... Just what I needed."