Luckily Dean had the pick in his pocket. The door opened and they stepped inside. "I'll check the upstairs," Sam said. "You check the downstairs."
"Whoa," Dean said, taking a step back. "Since when are you calling the shots?"
"Since all you care about is your car," Sam replied, and walked down the hall. Dean sighed. "Oh and Cas!" Sam added, peeking his head around the corner.
Whatever, Dean thought and wondered through the downstairs area.
The whole house reminded him of Cas. Though he didn't know why. Cas. The only thought in Dean's mind. Cas this and Cas this. Every time he tried to push Cas out of his mind, he would turn a corner and be thinking of him again.
Finally Dean fished looking around the downstairs area. "Sam!" Dean called. "I'm going to look outside!"
"Did you check the basement?" Sam responded.
"No!"
"Well do that first!"
"Why? Are you scared to, Sammy!"
"No! Just do it!"
Dean laughed even though he was still mad at Sam for losing his car, annoying him was still fun. Still thinking of Cas, Dean smiled and headed into the basement.
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ParanormalDestiel fanfiction! Fluff and smut. Dean and Sam go on a hunt and things take a turn for the worst. Until Castiel comes to the rescue and- well you can probably see where this is going.
