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1st Hunt [Video//Action] Always hated that friggin' Wizard

"Just need some help--"

[Nice City, way to interrupt a man while he's praying.]

God Da--

[Okay so maybe he shouldn't ask for help and damn him in the same breath. Even if he is somewhere he--the Impala is gone. Pause for dramatic effect and then THE IMPALA IS GONE]

God Dammit!

[So much for not damning God.]

CASTIEL!!!

[He pulls his gun out from his waistband at the small of his back and points, it holding it as the ready as he steps away from the wall defensively. It's dark and-]

Dean. What did you do? [ He knew he had been praying, but had Dean inadvertently tripped some celestial wire?]

Yeah because I jerk people around like some GPS happy Jackass.

[Insert lots of grumbling and more of that defensive 'taking stock'. He's even more tense because if Castiel is right and he didn't--]

SAM!

[Now his voice has that slightly panicked tone that it always takes when Sam's in trouble. Basically? Every Thursday. Sometimes on Saturdays too]

[ooc:the green is Castiel

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[Anna had already made a make-shift bed on the couch, but was getting an extra blanket from her room when she hears Dean stumble in. Taking a deep breath, she reminds herself that she hasn't actually done anything for them to be angry at (yet) and heads out of the bedroom, admonishing the suddenly fascinated Bobby to stay quiet. Seeing the way Dean has to drag Castiel through the door puts a frown on her face.]

You shouldn't have tried leaving until you knew where you were, Castiel.

[Maybe if she acted like she was still in charge, she could stop feeling so... small and human.]

[Castiel thinks he's supporting himself just fine, thank you. Okay, well, maybe a little less than fine. It's not like they just traveled through a few decades. He'd be all right. Really.]

Someone informed us that we would be unable to leave.

[Because really, that's an answer. He makes it onto the couch, kind of flopping down to sit, leaning over his knees. He feels a little better once stationary and slowly looks up at Anna. Still very human. There's a millisecond where he's -- not jealous, not exactly. Curious. He also might be staring a little.]

[Have we mentioned Dean is a Momma Bear? Granted Sammy isn't here but that's exactly why Dean is hovering around Castiel.]

Anna, you got a cold bottle of water and some Advil?

[Because that always made Sam feel better.]

And maybe crank the AC down.

The AC isn't on, it's winter, it's cold and the heating's been iffy.

[She's not in the best of moods, she doesn't like being unsettled like this, not by someone who might want her dead. She frowns some more at Castiel.]

You shouldn't be this exhausted after a single exit attempt, even cut off from... Home like you are you should be able to recover faster. I mean, it's been awhile for me, but I remember that much.

[Dean gives Anna is 'does not approve' look and gets up with a snort. He goes to the kitchen and rummages around until he finds a cold bottle of water then storms to the bathroom looking for some kind of pain reliever. He returns to the room with the bottle and a couple of pills so that he can go back to hovering.]

Take these and don't bitch about it [He shoves the pills at Castiel then presses the cold bottle of water to the back of the angel's neck. See! Momma bear in full force]

[Castiel bats Dean's hand away and tries to shuffle away from the cold and awkward feeling on his vessel's neck. Unusually cranky, it only shows in his-- okay, he's just scowling as usual, really.]

I just need a moment. [And he flops down onto the couch to pass out.]

Castiel- [She has questions, lots of questions, but she knows he's in no shape to answer. She stands and turns back to Dean, shuffling on her feet a little while the dog gives a sharp bark, just in case she'd forgotten him in there.]

There's still some of the clothes from the last time you were here, they're in there, I put the box on the bed. [She points to the room that used to be Sam's.] Do you... do you need anything? We should probably let Cas sleep it off.

[Now Dean is doing the worried pacing thing. He scrubs a hand over his face then looks at Anna and nods]

Thanks and yeah...I guess so.

[Worried glance back at Castiel]

A beer or some whiskey on the rocks would be great. If you've got it.

[She heads in the general direction of the kitchen.]

I think there's some beer. I'll grab you one.

Thanks

[While she's in the kitchen, Dean retrieves the box and sets it down in the middle of the floor. He sits down and starts going through it. It sure looks like stuff he'd own]

[She's back quickly, a beer for him, a diet soda for her and she watches him for a moment before sitting in a nearby chair.]

There's some notebooks - Sam's and your friend, Bobby's. They were both here... Stuff they found in the Underground, notes on other versions of things you already know about. Your car was here, but it disappeared when you and Sam did.

[Dean looks up when she walks back in, accepts the beer and twists the top off. He takes a long swallow, considering what she's saying before he speaks]

Sammy arrive with me last time? And how the hell'd I get the Impala here?

Yeah, you guys tended to come in and out again. But when you left-left, he stayed a little while longer, but not long. Then he was gone, too. Both of you just - gone. And so was Castiel.

[She shrugs, pushing away the... horribly unprotected feeling that had left her with.]

And not you're back, and I...

[He's trying to glean out of what she's telling him what he really wants to know. Dean is running odds in his head. What are the odds Sammy will show up? What about Bobby?]

You're what?

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