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Merry Christmas you filthy animal

Thanksgiving had been awesome. Dean had cooked every conceivable Thanksgiving dish and they'd all eaten until they thought they were going to burst. He'd spent the next day in a food coma but had quickly gotten up to speed on getting the bunker ready for Christmas. There had been a shit ton of decorations in storage, but he'd replaced a few lights and added a singing Santa or two.

Ruby had embroidered stockings with everyone's name. She hated embroidery, but she was damn good at it. Jo had contributed a recipe for Christmas punch and one for eggnog. She insisted that they needed to have it regularly so they could tweak the recipe. That way it would be perfect for Christmas Eve. Dean was pretty sure Jo was just enjoying her first real Christmas since God knows when. Dean wasn't complaining. Lucy hadn't stopped baking since the tree had gone up, and didn't show any signs of slowing down.

Ruby was also systematically removing, altering, or replacing everything that said Christmas. The bunker was turning into a politically (or demonically) correct wonderland: Happy Holidays!

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Cas usually has no business in the kitchen nor the shooting range, but it just so happens he comes across her aura unaccompanied by Jack near by. This sparks her curiosity and leads him to stick his head in. "90 meters. That's formidable aim." He doubts the average archer could accomplish that in their lifetime. Unbeknownst to him, 70 meters is a feat in competition.

She is often by Jack's side especially when she's here. She's comfortable enough, but she still feels like it's his family. She recognizes Castiel's voice and lowers the bow as she turns to look at him, a smile coming quickly to her lips."Thanks. I was afraid I'd gotten rusty. " She sets the bow down on a table. "Do you shoot?"

Castiel is fond of Allison's moral character and how she puts a smile on Jack's face everytime she shows up. She's welcome at the bunker without any question. "No. I do not have the aptitude for shooting. This room doesn't see much use." He shakes his head. Sometime ago, he gave Jack permission to tell Allison that he was an angel so he figured she could draw her own conclusion from there or ask more questions.

He turns to the target that had not originally been around. "I like what you've done with the place..." There was more functionality. "Jack informed me you used to help your friends out with unfriendly werewolves. Are you still planning to hunt?" Given her connection Jack, Castiel allowed himself to feel concerned where Allison saw herself next.

There was a time when Allison's moral character suffered a little. She did the things her father thought were right instead of the things she thought were right. Eventually, even her father had come around. As for the smile she puts on Jack's face, that's entirely mutual. "I've never had a personal shooting range. Even when competing, I set up targets to practice outside. Yes, Allison knows that Cas is an angel. It had taken her a little bit to digest that information, but she was able to accept that Jack is a god--the new god, so she's certainly able to accept that Cas is an angel. "Jack says you're dating Lucy and Jack's mother was human. Is that--do a lot of angels date humans?"

She glances around and smiles. "Thanks. Dean told me I could do whatever I wanted to it." It worked better this way for her purposes. "Yes. My family has hunted werewolves for centuries. Some of my friends are werewolves so...now we just hunt the monsters that hurt people."

Father's pushing for their children to follow blindly is a story as old as time. Cas is no exception. It's just proof that his feelings about her character are correct. "Which is your preference? Outside or in?" He cared enough to find out. Seemed to him that they could make it a fun event for everyone to let off some steam or have fun. There's a low chuckle at her question, though it genuinely catches him. It challenges what he knows thus far about the remaining angels on earth. "I suppose some of us do. Not all. There is no one answer for your question. We're scattered on Earth and in Heaven. Jack is a special case born as the result of one angel borrowing a host. We need permission to walk among you. I've been among humans longer than most angels."

He is impressed she moved it all on her own. Of course, he is learning once more what it takes to live with the frustrations of being human and his weaker power. "That sounds like Dean." He recalls her family name of Argent when she speaks of them hunting werewolves. No, he does not recognize the legacy. He only had one only stinct on earth in the last 100 years before rescuing Dean. But it does seem connected to her family. "Yes, I imagine some stay out of trouble. Tell me more about your friends."

Allison likes to think the fathers mean well. She considers the question a moment before answering. "Outside. It forces you to deal with outside forces like wind and sun that you might experience in a hunting situation, but I see the value in having an indoor range." Allison doesn't mean to ask difficult questions or questions that Cas might not be able to easily answer, but she is genuinely curious for personal reasons. She may be reincarnated, but she's very much human. "Jack told me that he's spent most of his life with humans. With all of you. I'd guess that makes him more likely to want to be around them." Her brow furrows a moment. "So...you share a body with a human?"

She's very stubborn and determined. At his question, she lays aside the bow. "Lydia is my best friend. She's a brilliant scientist and a banshee. There's Stiles who works with the FBI and is human. Scott is my ex-boyfriend. He's an alpha werewolf and has his own pack in Beacon Hills. He's a good alpha and a good werewolf. He also runs an animal rescue and shelter. Derek is part of Scott's pack. There's also Isaac, a werewolf who travels, hunts, and tries to help new wolves adjust. Maya is a coyote. She lived in the wild for a while and couldn't change back for a while after we found her."

Her own father could have made less as many mistakes. He learns something new from her answer had never hunted with a bow before. "Would you like help with setting up one in the forest behind the bunker?" He's offering his help because Allison seems determined to stay sharp. Cas isn't a hundred percent but he is certain Jack would have warned her that sometimes things around them (this or any other) aren't as safe as it appears. He's never had to address his own sense of self before, but she shouldn't have to worry as she is doing him a favor. These questions are cathartic. "I did. He has since passed on. I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for Jimmy Novak."

The determination in her eye reminds him a lot of Claire. She speaks well of her friends and he smiles with interest. Each and every one of them sound extraordinary. Many of them are supernatural creatures which leaves a positive impression on him. "I've heard you visited them not too long ago," he recalls. "It's great that they're doing well."

She is surprised by his request, but responds after a moment. "Yeah. I'd be happy to help. I know a bow might not be useful on every hunt, but I'm a good aim. That translates to a gun as well. I couple probably use the practice for both the bow and a gun." Jack hasn't warned her per se but she wants to be a hunter; she wants to help and save people. Of course, she hasn't been back long enough to really get into a hunting groove yet. She does plan on talking to Sam about getting on his hunting network. "Oh. I'm sorry," she says sincerely because Cas sounds like he cares about Jimmy. "He--how did it happen? Is that okay to ask?"

She smiles and nods. "Yes. I stayed with Lydia. We took a road trip and visited with everyone. She missed me. I missed her too, just not while I was in Heaven, which is weird."

He thought she would like that suggestion, but he took her surprise in stride. "Dean could help you with setting up for a practice range if you ask." Castiel is confident that Dean is one of the most skilled persons alive when it comes to that. He could also see how an outdoor range might benefit all of the bunker's residents. No one expects her to throw herself back into the fray right away anyhow. Least of all Sam, if she were to talk to him about getting on the network. Chances are he would tell her he will keep her in mind while holding off for a bit. Or she would get teamed up or given something easy. Jimmy was Claire's father. There's lots to stay about how he's grown to care about Claire so never a day goes by where he reflects on how his actions led to Jimmy never returning home. "My brother, Raphael smited me, and Jimmy was a casualty. Unfortunately, Heaven was in discord for a long time before Jack was born." It's hard to talk about because so few angels still stand today. He hopes that simplifies it for her.

He nods follows with a smile watching hers grow. He can't help but read the little bit she doesn't share about the trip from her mind. It left her feeling warm, as if she was home again. He was happy she was adjusting so well. "I'm glad you had a good time. Heaven has a way of making you feel at ease, like home is around the corner." Or so it has been described to him by Kelly. It's never fully like home until people start appearing though... Something he purposely leaves out.

She smiles slightly and nods. "Okay. I'll talk to him." Dean is less intimidating than Cas simply because while she knows Dean helped raised Jack, Cas seems more like his dad. Dean is the fun uncle. She definitely won't hold it against Sam if he puts her on something easy or pairs her up with another hunter. There are a lot of things in this new life that she's not used to and she's got no desire to get killed. Again. Sometimes parents don't return home even without the intervention of angelic possession. "I'm sorry." Her expression and voice are sincere. While she may not understand the finer details, she gets enough of it. If she's got more questions about Heave, she'll likely ask Jack to avoid bringing up a painful subject for Castiel again.

In a very short timeframe, her friends did create a feeling of home for her, a feeling of being warm and loved. She nods a little. "Yeah. So do my friends, but in a different way, if that makes any sense." Well, she had had her mother there and she'd met Jack there so that had helped.

Honestly, as much as Garth isn't someone Sam would work with, there are good reasons to put Allison in touch with him. First, Garth is part of an existing werewolf community. Secondly, he was a former hunter. He was something of a rare fit to the world Allison knew before. Dean does sort of fall as the fun uncle type. But Jack still sees him as one of three parents. He never would have learned to drive if not for Dean. Sam had helped him understand his powers better and that the world runs on social norms. Castiel provides him guidance above all us when it comes to Heaven. Unfortunately, there's some truth to parents never returning home without angelic interference. Jack would be a safer bet for questions as he has less tragic history in his life. "It's no fault of yours. You've helped me realize there are some matters I need to resolve. thank you."

There seems to be a lot of common ground between them. Cas feels this way about the Winchesters. "It's all right to feel as if you have two homes... It's what you do with the time you have while you are here." He is trying to make her feel better by having to wait to return to Heaven again.

Garth will probably remind Allison a little bit of Stiles. She'll be glad to learn a bit more from him about living as a werewolf and possibly gain another place to send new werewolves to help them cope. After all, Scott can only mentor so many. The longer they're together, the more Allison will understand how he sees Cas, Sam, and Dean. "You're welcome..." Allison says hesitantly. She'll probably ask Jack a bit more about things like this next time they're alone.

That makes Allison smile because she understands that. "I bet you feel that way sometimes. I think Jack does too. We've talked a little bit about it. Besides, I know my mom is okay until I get back. She'd want me to have a happy life and to grow old before I die."

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