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Dean had sent him on a mission. He needed to retrieve bones for a spell and return to the bunker with them. Easy as pie..at least that's what he had said.
Castiel had secured the bones but for some reason whenever he tried to blip back to the bunker it wouldn't work, it would just send him back to the graveyard or to the center of a town he wasn't familiar with.
The bright lights were an affront to every one of his advanced senses. there was noise everywhere, and buzzing like the bees he was familiar with..but more mechnical. he had been around modern cities while riding with the boys but the middle of this city was louder than any of the smaller towns he'd been in before.
if he wasn't as confused as he was he would have pulled his phone out of his pocket and called Dean but he found himself stumbling into an alleyway and right smack-dab into someone.
"oh, uh, sorry." he mumbled out.
there was silence as Castiel looked up at who he walked into. confusion forgotten, Castiel stood staring at the tall man and his companion.
a million things jumped out at Sherlock, him and John were running from the cops but they could stop for a split second, especially since an American had just ran into them.
"Sherlock, c'mon what're we doing?" John tugged on his arm but Sherlock wrapped his hand around the cuff chain and stilled John's hand while not moving his eyes away from the man in the trench coat.
homeless? Used to be homeless. Closeted, questioning. Questioning a lot, doesn't get out much, autistic? Used to be married, has a child. Different, really really different.
Were just a few of his deductions, the ones that stood out the most to Sherlock.
Castiel stood there, under the microscope, he didn't know what to do or who these people were…or where he was for that matter.
Before Sherlock or Castiel could ask anything of the other there were sirens in the distance, police from the sound of it, Castiel looked to where the sirens were coming from.
Taking this as a good opportunity to get away, Sherlock and John ran down the interlinking alleyway.
when Castiel looked back they were gone. he pulled his phone out and dialed Dean's number.