HELLO My Name Is L.o.v.e.

•Chapter thirteen~Dean•

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Sam and I drove up to Wisconsin immediately after we found the coordinates. It was 2AM, Sam wasn't in top shape to drive.

I wasn't prepared to use my mojo to get there, I needed to save it for busting Dean out.

Once we arrived, I scanned the area to see how many angels were there.

10. That was too many.

We sat in the car.

"Sam, there's ten angels guarding that building. He's definitely in there."

"Just a minute Cas, we need to talk."

I took a deep breath, "about?"

"Are we killing all these angels?"

"I wouldn't like to, but if it's necessary then I will. For Dean."

Sam kept looking at the building, obviously stressed. We couldn't wait until this was over. We couldn't wait to have Dean next to us driving baby. He'd play his loud rock music and want to stop for pie.

"So what's the plan? Roll in with guns a blazing? Am I gonna serve as a distraction?"

"I'm thinking, Cas."

In the distance, I could tell something was happening. I could see a small figure moving towards the 67 Chevy Impala.

An angel?
Dean?

I pointed it out to Sam, "Sam, someone is coming towards us."

Sam's eyes widened, "That's Dean!"

He started the car and drove towards him.

As we came closer, we could see a very wounded Dean. He ran with a limp, his knees didn't look in great condition. He was covered in blood, but his hair still looked perfect.

Sam and I rushed out of the car, to help Dean into the back.

"Hurry, they're coming." Dean managed

We lifted him by the arms, gently placing him into the back seat as quickly as possible.

I snapped my fingers without warning, and suddenly we were in the garage of the Men of Letters.

"Thanks Cas" Sam nodded

We got out and rushed to the back door again to help Dean.

(Sorry for the lazy writing 😂)