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Fandom Supernatural RP With Amy de l'ABC

(*giggles at the mental picture* Haha yep.  That's kinda my headcanon too, at least the bit about him being able to bring the cars.  I never thought the reasoning like that, though, haha.  I like it!)


"Cool, then.  Sounds like a much better way to get around!"  She smiled, fascinated and a little excited to experience this new form of travel.
 
At this, they all left for the parking lot, where Dean went over to his car and rode it over to Christine's so that they could both be in Castiel's reach. "Okay," Cas said, as he put both of his hands to both cars, "you guys have to hold onto me by my back, either onto my shoulder or arm."
 
Sam nodded, grasping the angel's shoulder without preamble.  Christine hesitated for a moment.  She didn't often voluntarily touch people, and almost never men.  She had no objection to being touched, in general; quite the opposite, in fact.  She loved hugs, and when her mother, aunt, or cousins used to play with her hair, it had nearly made her purr.  It just wasn't something she usually initiated.  So it took her a moment of working up her courage before she placed a light hand on Cas' arm, her face heating even with the simple gesture.  She could feel his arm beneath his coat, and despite the strangeness, it felt far too nice, considering this was someone she'd just met.
 
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Once Dean, Sam, and Christine were all hanging on to Cas, the world went by in a gigantic blur for a few moments before they were in a different parking lot, one that was next to a closed down business that was surrounded in overgrown greens and autumn trees that basically glowed in orange, gold, and red leaves. "We're here." Cas said, as he un-handed the vehicles and the other three let go of him. Dean then looked around to take a good look of the town. Some of the townspeople were out and about. Some tourists were taking pictures of the trees. A collection of old buy cozy houses were lined up beside the road, where kids were playing in their back yards and the smell of pumpkin pies and cinnamon were in the air, making Dean's mouth water a little bit at the smell and thought of pie.


Cas turned his head over to one of the houses, one that was brown with red trim. a minivan was parked in the driveway and assorted bushes that once had blooming flowers were slowly dying in the front yard, getting ready for autumn and eventually the long winter. "The angel is in there."
 
Meanwhile...


Charmeine was helping her vessel's mother bake an apple pie, the sweet smell of the sugar cinnamon and apple slices wafting into her nose, making her smile. Suddenly, she had a familiar feeling. One of her brethren was nearby. "Uh, hey Momma, I just got a text from Sarah. Can I go over and help her?" Sarah only lived a block away, so her mother usually let her go over. "Sure, sweetie. Just come back before it gets too dark." Charmeine then smiled and thanked her vessel's mom, the woman that she now called her own mother, and ran out of the house. But now her smile went away, and she knew she had to start moving fast, or else her brother would catch her, and she did NOT want to talk to him.
 
Sam nodded.  "What's our plan?" he asked.


Christine stumbled a little as they arrived.  "Whoa," she murmured, and looked around--and was immediately distracted by the beauty around her.  She let her eyes drift half shut for a moment, taking in lungfuls of the sweet, crisp air.  Autumn was her favorite season, and this was exactly why, she thought, gaze moving over the trees, plants, and sky.  The laughter of the playing children made her smile and look over, watching them quietly and wishing she could just stay in this moment forever.
 
As Christine was being awed by the scenery of New Hampshire in the fall, Dean looked over to the house that Cas pointed out. "I'm gonna go check out the house to see if there's any suspicious behavior. Anybody wanna come with me?" he then looked over to Christine with his signature lady-killing smile, hoping she'd say yes and come with him.


Cas head then perked upwards, sensing something. "She's moving away from the house. If you want to investigate with her gone, I suggest doing it now. I'll see if I can keep an eye on her." he said, as he flew away without a trace.
 
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As Charmeine continued to run, she hoped to her father that the other angel wouldn't catch her. She didn't want her now perfect life to end. She loved it here, where she belonged and loved and was loved by everyone. No one hurt each other. No one acted like a soldier with a stick up their butt all of the time. And she was able to meet very interesting and fun humans, something she wasn't able to do up in Heaven, when her job was just to watch over and not intervene. 'Please don't find me, please don't find me, please don't find me..' she thought, but she knew it was too late to hope for that, because the other angel, Castiel she now could sense, was following her and gaining on her. She ran harder and didn't look back. She had to try.
 
Christine was snapped back to reality by Dean's question, and smiled back to him, oblivious to the fact that he was flirting (although his smile was attractive enough to make her insides a little gooey).  "Sure, if you want," she agreed easily.


Sam rolled his eyes internally.  "I guess I'll keep watch, then."


Christine nodded, and then blinked, eyes widening, as Cas abruptly disappeared.  "Whoa."
 
Dean notices what she was surprised about. "Yeah, he does that sometimes. Anyways, let's go!" he said as they went over to the house, the Ferali residence, leaving Sam behind to look over the town for anything suspicious between the neighbors and the town.
 
She nodded, following him and looking around, curious and cautious.


(We can just assume Sam's hangin' out keeping watch until further notice I guess haha...  Also we'll wanna think of a way to bring Charlie in at some point.  Maybe they call her after they find Charmeine (or evidence of her, or whatever they're gonna find here)?  Something needs to be hacked into or something?  Haha.  I mean, It doesn't have to be right away or anything, just something we might wanna kind of think about :) )
 
(Oh, right, I forgot about that :P  Maybe we can think of other cases after they find Charmeine, that way Charlie can be brought in :) . Oh, and Dean and Christine, for their evidence, will find a diary filled with enochian notes, but nothing else that says that she's an angel. She just has normal teenage girl stuff in her bedroom, and she only really does normal teenage girl things, so her vessel's parents don't know anything about her being an angel)
 
(Yep!)


Dean went over to the house and looked through the windows. A woman was baking some pies, and there was evidence of their being a husband, but it seemed that he was out, probably at his job. There was only two bedrooms, one being the master, and the other being a teenage girl's with only one bed, telling him that the angel girl was the couple's "single child". The window to the girl's bedroom was slightly ajar, and her opened it softly and crawled in as quietly as he could, and started to look around. The small room had bright green walls with posters of various cartoon characters covering them, a bed with purple covers and pillow, a closet filled with girly outfits and stuffed animals, and a bunch of book piles scattered around the carpeted floor. One book was hanging out from under the pillow, and he snatched it and began to open and read it, but he couldn't make any of it out. But he knew what language it was. "She's definitely an angel. Her diary is all written in Enochian, the angel's language." he stated softly, alsmot a whisper, as to not alert the mom in the kitchen of their whereabouts.
 
Following Dean through the window, Christine looked around interestedly, before starting to search the room as he did.  When she heard his words, she came over quickly and stared at the book, fascinated.  "Wow.  That's really cool," she murmured, a little abstracted, and then realized she hadn't answered him.  "Um, and definitely good to know.  I'm not seeing anything else important."
 
Dean nodded in agreement, while also smiling at her cute behavior. "I don't see anything else of importance either. Let's head back out and see if Sam found anything." he then led her to the window. "Ladies first" he said with a smirk before helping her up and out.
 
"Thanks," she told him as he helped her out the window.  Starting back around the house, she looked at him.  "So I assume Cas will be able to read the diary, then?"


(I assume Sam didn't find anything?)
 
"Yep, he can decode the whole thing." and as Dean gets out of the room and back onto the now-crunchy lawn that is covered in fallen leaves. As they go back to the parking lot, they find that Castiel had just poofed back, him holding a girl by the arm as she struggled to get away. Sam came out of an open business and sees the same thing.


"Castiel, let go!" the girl, Charmeine, growled at him as she tried to twist her arm out of his grip, but to no avail, for she was clearly not as strong as him.
 
(Okay.  Good night and good luck tomorrow! :D  )


Christine eyed them a little worriedly.  Her instinct was to tell Cas to let the girl go, but her brain reminded her that looks could be deceiving, and this girl--this angel--could be dangerous.


Meanwhile, Sam stepped up to the angels.  "Hey," he said, looking at the young vessel, tone firm but reasonable.  "We're not going to hurt you, unless you're hurting humans.  We just want to ask you a few questions."
 
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Charmeine kept trying to get out of Castiel's grip, when she saw three humans come up to them. One of them, a tall man with long brown hair came up closer to her and Cas than the other two. She could sense that he was armed and potentially dangerous. "Hey. We're not going to hurt you, unless you're hurting humans. We just want to ask a few questions." He told her. She looked up at him, right in the eyes, then back down at her grasped arm. She then sighed. "Fine. What do you want to know?" She said, giving up on fighting Castiel's grip. She just hoped that, after these questions were answered, she could go back inside the house and not have to deal with her brother.
 
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(You okay?  Shouldn't you be asleep?)


"Well, for starters, are you hurting anybody?" Sam asked, looking her up and down.
 
(Naw, I have to get up at 4:30 during school days)


"No, I'm not hurting anybody." she said very seriously. "I would never even dare to hurt another person." She looked Sam in the eyes again, showing that she was telling the truth.
 

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