Squirrel

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DEAN's POV

Sam closes the inn door, leaving Cas alone. I was uneasy about leaving him there by himself, he could be abducted by other angles again. All the information they would get.....we can't risk that.

"Should we really leave Castile by himself?" I question as we leave the inn to my car

"He's fine Dean" Sam rolled his eyes, hands me the keys.

"Why do you have these?"

"Never mind that" Sam replies. I roll my eyes and continue the conversation.

"I am not to sure, maybe you should go and stay with him" I opened the car door and ducked inside, excited about pie.

"He's ok Dean" Sammy said as he climbed inside the passenger seat.

"I am blaming you if he is gone when we come back" I turned the engine on. I pulled out of the inn parking lot, I started towards the Pie Shop. I turned on the radio, Heat of The Moment started to play, I could see Sam's face began to get red.

"Turn that damn radio off!" Sammy yelled. I laughed, Moose still was hung up on his supposedly 101 Tuesdays. Sam is still searching for the Trickster, I don't think he will ever stop searching. Finally I turned the radio off, just so Sammy wouldn't be mad at me. The Pie shop wasn't threat far, we made it in no time. I pulled up into the Shop's parking lot, parking in the back lot.

"Why won't you park in the back?" Sam questioned me ask I shut off the engine.

"Because....., it would be harder to kill you" smiling, I locked the doors so Sam wouldn't be able to escape. My eyes switched to black, I am very proud of my self. I had possessed Dean Winchester.

"No no no, Dean you are still in there, stop him Dean stop him!" Sam cried out frantically, I laughed.

"I am no boy, Moose" I flipped out the blade Dean always kept in his inside jacket pocket.

"Whoever you are you don't want to do this" Sam pushed his back against the car window.

"Oh, yes I do" I laughed once more and leaned over. Sam started to mumble some words I couldn't quite make out. "Oh, honey don't tire your self." I put the blade against Moose's neck.

"You should be the one who's worried" he smiled and finished his mumbling, then i was pushed out of this amazing vessel and back to hell.

"Sam?" My voiced quivered as I take the blade from his throat, "where am I?"

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