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Saving Cecil, Hunting Things

Summary:

Its been a year since the demonic possession of the faceless old woman who secretly lives in your home and the winchesters left night vale. But now, something dark and dangerous is after Cecil, and Carlos has called in the Winchesters and Castiel to solve the problem. This may run deeper than a spirit to be vanquished.

Notes:

It's good to be restarting this. I know I said nothing would be up until Saturday, but I got a spare moment and a dash of inspiration so here we are. Comments and kudos are very appreciated.

Chapter 1: Return

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It was early in the morning when Dean got the call, and the last thing he wanted to do was leave the bed he and Cas were tangled in. Though Cas lacked the need to sleep, cuddling through the night remained a favorite pastime of his. As a plus, Dean found he slept better and suffered from far fewer horrifying memories turned nightmares when he was in Cas' arms. He hadn't woken up in a cold sweat after horrifying memories of hell since he and Cas had taken up these sleeping arrangements

But now his phone was buzzing and ringing insistently on his night stand interrupting one of the peaceful moments he got.

"you should go get that." Cas murmured, equally unwilling to leave their comfortable position.

"no." Dean muttered in response, nuzzling into Cas' neck, still half asleep.

Cas chuckled and kissed Dean's forehead lightly. "if you don't get it I will."

"no." Dean muttered again, tangling his legs and arms more in an effort to stop Cas from leaving.

The phone stopped ringing and they stayed there for another moment before it started up again. This time he had to get it, Dean knew. One call might be a social call from one of their few remaining living friends. Two calls was a supernatural occurrence to take care of, or worse yet, someone in danger.

Dean kissed Cas' lips briefly before rolling out of beaded grabbing the phone, glancing at the caller ID before clicking the talk button.

"What's up, Carlos?" He asked, turning to face Cas as the angel raised his eyebrows.

"Dean." Carlos sounded anxious. "I don't know what it is, there's no scientific explanation for it, I've run tests but it's gotten too dangerous in there, and I think whatever it is might be following us..."

"spit it out, Bill Nye." Dean said.

"There's something haunting the radio station in Night Vale." Carlos said after a moment. "And whatever it is, it's after Cecil."

"We'll be there as soon as we can." Dean said, hanging up and making his way to Sam's room, swinging the door open and ripping his brothers sheets off.

Get up, Sammy." He demanded as Sam sat up tiredly in bed. "We're headed back to night vale.