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“Hello Sam.”
Sam whirled around, startled by the voice he didn’t expect to hear behind him.
“Cas, what’re you doing here?”
“I have to talk to you. Gabriel sent me. Where is Dean?” The angel looked at him with a serious expression.
“Okay…” Sam responded, slightly irritated. It had been a while since the last time he had seen Castiel and he was surprised to see him show up like that. “Dean’s not here at the moment. He went out to get us something to eat. What is it?”
“Who is this Becky?”
“What?”
“Her name is Becky Rosen. She is publishing stories about you, Dean and me on the internet. Who is this person? She has to stop it immediately.”
Sam stiffened, obviously very uncomfortable. “Cas, you shouldn’t read that…”
“Sam, who is she?”
“She’s… ummm… No one important, Cas, really.”
Castiel stepped closer. “Don’t lie to me. I am an angel of the Lord, I know when you are not telling the truth.”
“Alright… she’s… a friend?!”
“Then tell her to stop that.”
Sam cleared his throat. “I… I can’t.”
Cas squinted confused. “Why not?”
“I don’t really enjoy talking to her.”
“Why don’t you like talking to your friends?” The angel’s face got even more confused.
“Well, I guess she’s not really a friend,” Sam sighed. “Do you remember Chuck?”
“Of course I do. What does he have to do with this?”
“You know this book series he wrote? Supernatural or something like that?”
“The Winchester Gospels, yes.”
“Well, Becky is a… very big fan of this particular series and… umm…” Sam rubbed his neck awkwardly. “She kinda has… a crush on me.”
“What? Why?” Cas stared at Sam. “I mean, why does she write things like that when she likes you?”
“I guess this is what people like her do when they’re huge fans of something. They write stories called fan fiction and sometimes… it goes, well, a bit too far…”
“I understand. We have to stop her though.”
“Yes! Yes, we do,” the hunter said, “but what is she writing about that is making you so upset?”
“She is publishing information about angels and demons, you know that humans may not know about us.”
Sam let out a slow sigh of relieve. “Calm down, Cas, it’s okay. Humans don’t believe in this, they just read it for fun. The only humans that know it’s true are hunters, and they usually don’t go on the internet and read that kind of stuff.”
“Then why does Gabriel worry about this?”
“Gabriel?” Sam asked.
“Yes, he showed it to me and told me I should talk to you and Dean about this.”
“Okay, just tell him to come to us personally and tell us why he is worried.”
“He’s not worried, Sam, I am. Gabriel just wanted me to ask Dean about this but I found you first.”
“Wait, he said you should only talk to Dean?”
“It sounded like that, yes. I am not sure why.”
“Umm… did he mention something called Destiel?”
Cas thought about that for a moment, then replied: “Yes, I think so. Do you know what that is?”
“Oh, alright. You know, Gabriel is right, you really need to talk to Dean about that. He actually should be back any minute. Just wait here, okay?”
“I will.” Cas stood awkwardly in the bunker’s library, his eyes following Sam. A few minutes later the door opened and Dean appeared, a puzzled look on his face.
“Cas? Is everything alright?”
“I need to talk to you.”
Sam walked up to Dean, snatched a box of Chinese takeaway from the bag his brother held, and said: “I’ll be in my room eating if you guys need me.” Then he left.
Dean looked after him, irritation showing in his green eyes. After a moment he turned back to the angel.
“What’s up, Cas?”
“Gabriel made me talk to you about Becky and her stories on the internet.”