ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴄʜᴇꜱᴛᴇʀ'ꜱ||ꜱᴜᴘᴇʀɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴀʟ

ɪᴛꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ᴘᴜᴍᴘᴋɪɴ, ꜱᴀᴍ ᴡɪɴᴄʜᴇꜱᴛᴇʀ (ᴘᴛ 2)

"G-Gabriel?! The archangel Gabriel?" Y/N stutters, pushing off from the post. Cas nods. "One of heaven's most fearsome warriors?" Cas nods again. "Saved my life?" Cas nods again, sighing. "Because why? Because I'm a Winchester? Because he took pity on me? Or because I'm the sister of someone who has demon blood-"

"As I said, no one knows why he saved you. Many do question it, but never say it out loud in fear of being seen as doubtful."

"Well if you find him, do tell him to make a drop-in with me. Because I'd like my questions to be answered." Y/N says, crossing her arms.

"As I also said, if he doesn't want to be found, then he won't be found. You're just gonna have to let him find you. Whenever that may be." Y/N turns her back to Cas.

"You angels do love not giving straight answers, you know one of these days when you ask me for an answer, I'm just gonna stop halfway-" She turns around to face Cas, only to see him no longer there. "Oh, and that! I'll be sure to just hide when you turn around, see how it makes you feel!" She shakes her head, sighing before straightening her jacket.

She walks out of the motel room and sees the Impala, all clean now. She smiles and jumps into the driver's seat, Dean in the passenger and Sam in the back. She looks between the two.

"What did I miss between you two? Is it because Dean lost rock paper scissors?" Dean looks at her in shock at how she knew that. Sam chuckles, shaking his head.

"It was nothing." He replies, looking at her but still looking disappointed.

"What about you and Cas? What were ya talking about in there?" Dean questions. Then shakes her head.

"It was nothing." He rolls his eyes playfully before Sam goes through the contents of the hex bag in his hand, picking up the bone. She sees his pout in the rearview mirror. "Well, are you going to figure out a way to find this witch, or are you just going to sit there fingering your bone?" Dean chuckles, shaking his head as Y/N starts up the Impala.

"You know how much heat it would take to char a bone like this?" Sam questions, holding up the charred bone between the twins, they turn their heads to look at it.

"No?"

"Bomb fire level?" Y/N answers.

"A lot, more than that or some kitchen oven."

"Okay, Betty Crocker, what does that mean?" Dean asks.

"It means we make a stop," Sam says, looking between the two, smiling. She smirks at him.

"That a boy, Sammy."

==

Back at the high school, the three enter Don's classroom, Dean and Y/N checking the two kilns while Sam heads straight to Don's desk, kneeling.

"So, Tracy used the kiln to char the bone, what's the big deal?" Dean questions as the twins walk over to Sam, who is rifling through the stuff on Don's desk.

"Guys, that hex bag turned up in our room, not after we talked to Tracy-"

"After we talked to the teacher." Y/N finishes, realizing. Sam looks down, noticing a bottom drawer with a latch, which is locked.

"Hey -" He says, getting Dean and Y/N's attention. They look down at the latch. Sam gets a hammer off the table behind them, kneeling back down to hit the lock until it breaks open. He opens the drawer where there are bones in a bowl, one charred, the others not. Sam stands back up, looking down at the bones.

"My god, those are all from children." He says

"And I'm guessing he's not saving them for the dog." Dean jokes.