July 26th, 2014

nyah, Raja

DEW: Go back to sleep...if you can

I shall be off camping, but I look forward to seeing other DEW entries when I get back!

TITLE: Sentinel
CHARACTERS: Castiel, Sam, and Dean
GENRE: Gen
RATING: G
WARNINGS: Nope.
SPOILERS: Nope.
WORDS: 100

When Sam collapsed on his motel bed, Dean and Cas were still awake. Now it was the middle of the night, and something had woken him up...

He sat up and cautiously looked around the room, giving a startled jump and a muffled yell when he saw a figure sitting in the dark. It was Cas, staring at him.

“Sorry.” The angel didn’t sound very sorry!

“Dean’s right--that’s creepy.”

“It’s meant to be comforting.”

“You’ll have to learn to ignore it,” Dean mumbled from the other bed.

“How long did that take you?” he asked.

“Still awake, aren’t I?”
Dean

DEW: The Mind of an Angel

THE MIND OF AN ANGEL
Genre: Humour/Friendship
Rating: K+
Characters: Sam, Dean, Castiel, Impala
Spoilers/Warnings: Vaguely spoilery for end season 8/beginning season 9
Word count: 100
Disclaimer: Don't own them

During a long car journey, Castiel has something on his mind; no-one can presume to know what's on the mind of an angel.

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The Winchesters stared over the roof of the parked Impala at newly-human Castiel standing a little way from them, staring wistfully into the heavens; his pale visage bathed ivory in the moonlight. He stood, still as a statue, save for the night breezes playing around him.
“It must be tough on him,” Sam murmured softly; “seeing his home so far away up there, so out of reach.”
Dean nodded sympathetically; “good view from here; must be why he wanted to stop the car so suddenly.”
Meanwhile, Castiel sighed, glancing back to the Impala.
Being human sucked.
And motion-sickness sucked balls!

xxxxx

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