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Have you ever felt like your whole life is stuck in a crossroad? Your teacher is an evil witch? Your bank account seems to be visited by a freaking reaper? You think your neighbor’s dog is possessed by something? Sometimes you swear that your boss sold his/her own soul? All of that would make a good TV show (yea, right! As if anyone would even bother to watch)?

Okay first, let me tell you:
DUDEEEE!
Your life truly sucks.

And second:
Welcome!
You are in the right place. Now sit down and grab some salt.
Here are some examples to follow from the people who know how to deal with crappy situations the best. Just choose the profile that fits you the best.


FIRST PROFILE:
You are a strong person, who doesn’t really like chick flick moments or to show your emotions, but that, in reality, is as cute as a teddy bear (that sometimes gets pissed off) can be?
Well then, lucky you! You are just like Dean and you have a kick-ass personality!

You are really in love with your car, and that’s kind of awesome, since driving a car is a great way of clearing your mind. So since you aren’t the biggest planes fan, you should drive and drive on your car. And don’t worry about the gasoline price or something like that [it’s not like there’s a oil war out there, and those things are overrated anyways], that’s why the fake credit cards exist.


You might get a bit tired of the driving, though (yep, that happens to the best ones, no need to be ashamed). So if that happens, just rent a motel room and make sure that it comes with a vibrating massage bed (you may need a lot of coins for this one). Yes, I know how bad that sounds, but there’s no need to be shy. Also, you will be alone in the room. Who do you think it can be there anyways, your brother? Yea, right. Like he doesn’t have a life of his own. *insert sarcasm note here*


BUT, if your bother is in the room with you for some creepy or supernatural reason, make sure you make as much fun as you can of him. That will make you happy as hell, I promise. Also, there’s nothing wrong in using his laptop and go visit some cool websites like bustyasianbeauties.com. You would be doing him a favor, if you ask me. He needs to learn something about real life (so yea, make sure to update his internet favorites). You can also get a myspace, I heard that women dig that (Note to yourself: learn what the hell a myspace is).

You don’t wanna be closed in a strange and cheap motel room forever, so get out and have some fun. Meet new people. And by people I mean women and by meeting I mean getting laid; but it’s all the same right? Just be reaaaally careful with the type of women you meet; some of them can be very sneaky and steal a hand of your pocket without you even noticing, literally (again, don’t feel bad if that happens, at least she was willing to have animal sex with you).
Just drink some purple nipple shots and you’ll be fine.


Of course all this epic journey should be taken with some old school rock cassettes and pie (LOTS of pie). I heard that mumbling Metallica it’s a really good way of calming down. And pie it’s just good for your health.

Most of all, don’t forget to have FUN! Go visit some cool places like Hollywood. Who knows, you can even bang Paris Hilton (or make sure you kill her, so she can’t ruin some random epic tv show – that would be kind of awesome).

Just make sure you be careful, you don’t wanna die in a hospital where the nurses aren't even hot. So stay away from crossroads, okay?

Final advice: Helping friends is awesome, and you are an amazing friend. Just make sure you don’t help them too much, or you might end up in jail.
And remember, you are awesome. And adorable.



SECOND PROFILE:
You are smart, open-minded, generous and you don’t like when people mess with your stuff? Nobody ever gets your intelligence? Aww well, aren’t you a cutie pie! You are just like Sam.

People don’t exactly understand/appreciate your smartness (yea, being smart hurts sometimes), so maybe that means it’s time to spread your horizons and meet new people. Just be cautious about who you meet, you don’t wanna ending up sleeping with someone *really* hairy who can bite (trust me when I tell you that those aren’t the type of bites you’re looking for) or someone who keeps offering you some weird red bloody thing to drink.

If you can’t find someone under those conditions, no worries. Usually even the cheapest motels have porn channels, so It’s all good.

You should go out more often, but you also need to collaborate. If you go to a Halloween party, make sure you go dressed up in some costume [SUIT UP!]. You can’t go dressed up as yourself – UNLESS you are really hot; in that case you should UNdressed up and use just a towel around your waist (but I highly doubt that’s your case).
And to be the spirit [lol, excuse my choice of words] of the party you just need to charm people with some of your talents, like fairy tales and a couple of magic tricks. That will totally blow them away; I wouldn’t be surprised if some of them become speechless after that.
You can also invite people for some Pictionary game, because your draws are always so awesome!


If after all of that, you still don’t have some friends; damn those people seriously have issues. And who better to acknowledge their pain than you?
....
Yea, I thought so.
This means it’s time to start giving hugs. Show those people that you are there for them, in the end they are just brave little soldiers, too precious for this world.

....
Didn’t work?

Oh well, I’m not a freaking Angel, so don’t expect miracles.


And who needs friends anyways? Don’t you have a brother or something? That will do.

Also, here’s some good news: you don’t need anybody to get drunk.
Just make sure you don’t drink too much, otherwise, you will end up the night hugged to a toilet.

Final advice: Be careful while you sleep. Not everybody is nice like you, so be alert or you might wake up with some spoon in your mouth. Also, watch where you walk on, you don’t want to lose a shoe or something.

Make sure you take this serious! It’s a very serious matter, we don’t have time for blah blah blah blah, blah blah, blah blah, BLAH!

Dean parked the Impala in front of the motel Meg was staying. “Are you sure about this?” he asked, turning to Cas.
Cas nodded. “Thank you” he said hoarse. “For not telling Sam” Dean didn’t comment, but loosened his seat belt and got out of the car. He walked around it, when Cas stepped out too.
“No, wait here” Dean said. “Let me go first”
“Why?”
“She’s not very happy with you, right now. I might have to use a little persuasion” Dean explained.
“What kind of persuasion?” Cas asked suspicious.
“Just trust me, alright?” Dean replied. “I promise I won’t...
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Cas appeared outside Dean’s room, ignoring the short shrieks of the nurses. He opened the door and Sam looked up.
“You came” he said relieved.
“I’m sorry I left” Cas said. “There were things I needed to take care of”
“Yeah, sure, but can you save that for later?” Sam said. “Right now we really need your help”
“What’s going on?” Cas asked numb.
“Zoey didn’t just shoot Dean. She also shot Jo” Sam said.
“Jo’s dead?” Cas asked soft. Sam shook his head. “No, not yet” he said. “But her life’s hanging by a thread and you might be her only hope”
Cas...
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Sam was sitting at Dean’s death bed, when the door opened and Ellen walked in. Sam was lost in grief, so he didn’t hear her. It wasn’t until she lay her hand on his shoulder that he looked up.
“Ellen?” he said confused. He hadn’t thought about calling anyone, so why was she here? “Did Cas call you?” he asked, though he knew that couldn’t be the case.
“No” Ellen said numb. “I had to be here” Then, with a little more strength in her voice, she said: “That bitch shot my daughter”
“What?” Sam exclaimed while getting up. “Well, where is she? Is she going to be okay?”...
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Zoey knocked the door of the motel room. She had seen Dean leave a minute ago. He probably went to the blonde girl she just shot.
“Cas? Can you open the door?” she asked sweet.
Cas rotated his head and looked at the door.
“Please, Cas? I just want to talk” Zoey said slow.
Cas looked at the bed next to him, but Meg had fallen asleep. Lucky her, Cas thought.
“Cas, I have Dean and I have a gun. Open the door now”
Cas’ eyes widened in fear and he slowly came out of bed.
“I’m…I’m coming” he stammered. “Don’t kill him” He held his stomach, his injuries were still not completely...
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Sam was waiting in line in a local snack bar. While he was waiting he watched the news, airing on a flat screen television, hanging on the ceiling.
“The thirty-five year old Zoey Allen has escaped the local hospital of Castle Rock, Colorado. Allen was brought into the hospital after she got stuck in a fire. Allen is extremely dangerous and wanted for several murders. She might be armed”
The news reader gave a number people could call if they had any kind of information.
Sam walked out of the snack bar and conjured his phone. He quickly dialed Dean’s number.
“Hello?”
“Dean, Zoey escaped” Sam said fast.
“What? I thought she was dead” Dean said disbelieving.
“Apparently not” Sam said. “Lock your door. Don’t let anyone in”
“I wasn’t going to” Dean said and Sam heard him lock the door.
Daphne and Dean were standing in the woods.
“There. That’s where it happened” Daphne pointed at the lake. “I’m sorry, I’m not going any closer”
“I think we should” Dean said insensitive. He grabbed Daphne’s arm again and pulled her to the lake. “Now, tell me what happened”
“He drowned, that’s what happened!” Daphne yelled. “I was supposed to look after him, but I failed”
“That’s the story Zoey told you” Dean said. “Is there someone else who could tell you what happened?”
“No, of course not” Daphne said irritated. “Unless you count Martin, but he’s-”...
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Zoey was furious. She couldn’t believe that demon slut got to be the first woman Cas had ever slept with.
“You think that’s funny?” she asked trembling.
“I think it’s hilarious” Cas admitted.
“You want to know what’s funny?” Zoey said. “While you’re here making fun of me, your precious Meg is going through the same pain you are”
“What?” Cas asked confused.
“Yeah, I gave Daphne a syringe with your blood and told her to stab Meg with it. I told her Meg was going to hurt you. As long as your blood stays in her system, everything that happens to you, happens to her in...
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With Anna’s help Dean appeared in Daphne’s living room. Anna stayed behind, to try and locate Cas again.
Daphne let out a shriek when she saw Dean.
“What are you doing here? How did you get in here? I’m calling the cops” she said scared.
“Wait, listen, I’m not here to hurt you” Dean said, raising his hands. “I just need to know where I can find your sister”
“Zoey? What do you need her for?” Daphne asked defensive.
“Look, I know you think Zoey is your God or something, but she’s been playing mind games with you. She’s been manipulating”
Daphne shook her head. “I...
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“My husband just violated me” Daphne said. Cas shot her an angry look and Daphne raised her eyebrows. “What, I didn’t just throw myself out of the window”
“My car is just around the block. I’ll go get it and then I’ll take you to the hospital” the neighbor said. He looked at Cas. “Next time I see you…”


Daphne had barely settled herself in her hospital bed, when the phone rang.
“Hello?” she said, when she picked up.
“Daphne, how are you?” Zoey asked.
“I’m fine, considering” Daphne said bitter.
“I’m so sorry. I should’ve never taken Emmanuel to that lake”...
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Summer 2007

Daphne and Roland were lying in the woods, enjoying the sun and playing like teenagers in love.
At the shore of the lake there was a handsome twenty-five year old man.
“Go on, Martin” a female voice said. “You can do it”
Martin turned around. “Zoey!” he said enthusiastic and clapped his hands. Zoey came to him and he hugged her tight. “Martin loves Zoey”
Zoey caressed his hair. “I know, darling, I know” she said sweet. “You want to go take a dip in the lake?” she suggested.
Martin looked at her and she could see the conflict in his eyes. It was really hot and...
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“The defense wants to summon Alexia Moore” Craig said.
The door opened and both Zoey and Alexia entered the courtroom. Zoey walked Alexia to the judge and then found herself a seat.
Alexia took the oath and then waited with held breath for the questions.
“Alexia, how long have you known Castiel?” Craig asked kind.
“For a few months now” Alexia answered.
“How would you describe his personality?” Craig asked.
“He’s sweet” Alexia said. “He’s a little shy and quite clueless. But he’s the only one who treats me like an adult”
“And does he do adult things with you?” Craig...
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The first witness was the mother of the seven year old boy Cas had healed from a life threatening fever.
“I went to the kitchen and when I came back Mr. Allen, as he presented himself, had his hands all over my son. I…I think he was taking advantage of my son’s weakness”
“Objection!” Craig said. “I think everyone in Castle Rock knows about my client’s special abilities? Castiel can heal people with his bare hands, which is why Mrs. Jones had him come over in the first place. But to do his job he needs to touch his patient. He doesn’t even charge them”
“Of course he wouldn’t” Evan Trumble, Daphne’s attorney, said. “That’s because he knows that what he’s doing is wrong”
While Craig and Evan where quibbling, Cas looked sharp at Mrs. Jones.
“I never touched your son and you know it. I saved your son and this is not the right way to thank me”
Mrs. Jones seemed to cringe and looked around to find support or a way out.
Night fell and Meg was playing with her phone. She had gotten so used to the sound of wings, she didn’t bother to look up when Balthazar and Anna appeared.
“We just heard Castiel’s trial’s tomorrow, which is very unusual” Balthazar said. “Whatever Crowley’s up to, it’ll happen tomorrow”
Meg shrugged. Why did everyone expect her to care?
“That means you’ll have to be prepared” Anna said sharp.
Meg stopped playing games with her phone.
“We’re getting you out tonight” Anna said.
Meg looked up, happy as a child. “Finally” she said.
Balthazar conjured his sword, but then a bright light shone from somewhere ahead of them.
“Oh no” Meg said. “Oh no no no no no no!”
That didn’t exactly help, because an instant later both Balthazar and Anna were gone.
Meg sunk to the bottom of her cell.
“Great” she said grumpy. “Juuuust great”
A tensing silence filled the motel room. Jo wanted Dean to talk to her, but Dean just wanted to get drunk and Sam was on his laptop, pretending to be busy.
“How’s your injury? You want me to check it?” Jo tried carefully.
“What?” Dean snapped. Then his face softened. “Oh…no. But, thanks for the offer”
Sam closed his laptop. “I know this might be inappropriate, but maybe we should leave this place until everything falls into place again”
“Things don’t just fall into place” Dean said angry and stressed out. “That’s why we where born. To make them fall into place. I can’t...
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Anna waved a bag with chocolate cookies in front of Meg.
“I know you like these” Anna said teasing.
“When I was human, maybe” Meg snapped. “It’s been a very long time since I was human”
“Then I guess my plan to keep you happy fails” Anna said, in a tone as if she couldn’t care less.
“Why would you want to keep me happy?” Meg frowned.
“Cas is in trouble” Anna started. “Inspector Roberts has a DVD that shows how Cas abuses a little girl”
“What?!” Meg exclaimed and she jerked the bag with cookies out of Anna’s hand. She ate a cookie, not because she was hungry,...
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Anna materialized in Meg’s cell. Meg jumped up and crawled backwards. There was no evil bone in her host’s body that was considering on even trying to take the angel down.
“Don’t worry, I’m not here to hurt you. I have strict orders and when I’m done I’ll be gone” Anna said.
“Strict orders by who?” Meg asked.
Anna conjured her sword and Meg’s eyes widened in fear. But Anna cut her own arm and put the sword away again. She elevated to the ceiling and drew the Key of Solomon.
“Not again, come on!” Meg exclaimed. “I already promised Sam I wouldn’t get out until they’re...
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“Meg”
Meg looked up. Cas was standing outside her cell.
“Dean and Sam want me to come with them” he said.
“Then what are you doing here?” Meg asked sober.
“I don’t want to go with them, if it means leaving you here” Cas said. He looked at the bars and teleported himself into the cell. Meg stood up and walked backwards until her back hit the wall. “What are you doing, Castiel?” she asked when Cas came closer.
“I love you” he said with a heavy voice. Meg felt his warm breath on her neck, right before he kissed her there.
“Cas, don’t” Meg said, but Cas didn’t...
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Isabel opened Cas’ cell and nodded with her head. “Get out. You’re free to go” she said. Cas frowned and got up from the ground he had been sitting on. “You found the culprit? Who is it?” he wanted to know.
“That’s none of your business” Isabel said. “Hurry up a little, I got work to do”
Cas walked out of the cell and stared at the inspector.
“Your friends are waiting” Isabel said. Cas wanted to leave, but she took his arm. “Don’t forget me just yet. If you even put a toe over the line, I will know it and I will find you”
Cas nodded and she let him go.
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Anna returned to Rufus’ cabin, where she found Sam alone.
“We have a problem” she said.
“What’s wrong?” Sam asked.
“Inspector Roberts is convinced that Cas killed her colleague Jack and she’s willing to do whatever it takes to get him behind bars” Anna said.
“But she can’t prove anything” Sam said.
“I’m not done yet” Anna said. “Apparently a very reliable witness told her that Cas did the killing. My guess is that it was a demon who was possessing a human body and I know for a fact that it wasn’t Meg”
“Okay, so let’s say he gets convicted. Why can’t he...
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The next morning.
Jo woke up, because someone was banging the door.
“Mr. Allen? Open the door!” a female voice said.
Jo stumbled out of bed and wiped her eyes. She walked to the door and opened it. There were two inspectors, a man and a woman.
“Good morning, miss. I’m inspector Roberts, this is my colleague inspector Williams” Isabel said, showing her badge. “We need to talk to Emmanuel Allen. We were told we could find him here”
Jo frowned and shook her head. “I don’t know anyone with that name. You have the wrong house”
Inspector Williams searched in his bag and conjured a picture. “Maybe this might help you?” he said. Jo’s eyes widened and she took the picture. “I know him” she admitted. “But his name’s not Emmanuel. It’s Castiel”