Chapter 10

A/N I just want to tell you all, I am very sorry for not updating until now. I had like a billion assignments to do in 3 weeks Dx although I'm finished now for the summer so yaaaaay :). I intend to get all the fics I haven't finished, finished and I have a few new fics in mind and I hope you guys can forgive me for not updating. There ya go :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural

Dean opened the door of the Impala and walked around to help Cas out with the boxes. They walked towards the motel and with some careful teamwork, they managed to open the door to Sam's room.

"Grubs up!" Dean called happily, setting the boxes onto the table. Cas did the same and sat down on a chair.

"Hey Cas, you okay?" Sam asked, noticing the bandage around his hand.

"Yes I am Sam, thank you for asking. My hand is a bit swollen but it's nothing I can't handle." Cas replied with a smile on his face. Dean smirked proudly.

"You should be proud Cas, that douche deserved it. How are you feeling Garth?" Dean asked, walking to the cupboard and lifting out four plates.

"I'm doing great, thanks guys for helping me. I mean that dude just kept shouting and shouting in my face and let's just say it was a huge relief to see you three coming towards us." Garth said gratefully, taking a seat at the table.

"I'm just glad he hasn't set out a manhunt for Cas." Sam said, joining everyone at the table.

"He can do that? I mean will people be looking for me in the street and trying to kill me?" Cas asked, looking to Dean anxiously.

"No Cas! What gave you that idea?" Dean asked, sitting down and rubbing circles on Cas' back reassuringly.

"You forget that I have watched humanity for centuries and you should know how most manhunts end." Cas said worriedly.

"Don't worry Cas, it was just a saying. We're not so big on those kind of manhunts anymore. What I mean is, I'm glad he's not pressing charges." Sam explained, smiling kindly.

"Oh." Cas said, his head was tilted to the side slightly and he still looked as puzzled as ever. Dean just shook his head with an amused smile and cut Cas and himself a slice of the strawberry pie and set it onto their plates.

"This is really good." Cas said happily after digging in to his piece of pie.

"It really is." Dean said proudly, wolfing down his own slice.

"Where'd you get this stuff?" Sam asked, a little surprised at the taste of his Jam doughnut.

"A little bakery in town." Dean explained, cutting himself another slice. "Cas you want another slice?" Dean asked, hovering the knife over the pie.

"Yes please Dean. The lady who owned the bakery was really nice to me, even when I told her I used to be an angel." Cas said happily to Sam, causing Sam to almost choke to death on his doughnut.

"That was my reaction, but she seemed to take it pretty well." Dean joked as he patted Sam on the back.

"What..do you mean she took it..well?" Sam asked, clearing his throat a little.

"She helped me cope with my shyness and she gave me a lot of really helpful advice." Cas said cheerfully, lifting his plate and putting it in the sink.

"I'm glad she was able to help you." Sam replied, smiling politely.

Dean smiled at Cas and turned to Sam. "Hey Sammy, you got anything more on the case?" Dean asked. Garth sat up quickly with a proud grin.

"Yeah we did, I examined the photographs I took and I hacked into the hospital database and according to the Corrinor's report, the blood was too coagulated to have just been there since early this morning. The DNA showed that the vic was Taylor Frey a 23 year old waitress, last seen alive a few days ago. She was walking home late from work by herself, I think this is when she was attacked and then she was dumped in pieces this morning, which would mean that someone would have had to have kept a jar of her blood to spread out under the pieces." Sam finished, sounding disgusted.

"Also, I think I saw the Chief's son in the crowd this morning. I'm not sure though, I only caught a glimpse of him before the Chief hit you." Garth added.

"He was there?" Dean asked shocked.

"I think so but I can't be sure." Garth said warily.

"I checked through the records again and Gordon's van is frequently seen near the warehouses in the industrial estate so I'm thinking we should investigate it tonight." Sam said calmly, taking out his laptop.

"Is that where he would be keeping his victims?" Cas asked curiously.

"I think so, but we can't know for sure until we look for ourselves. Although, there are so many warehouses in that area, we'd have to split up in order to check all of them in one night." Sam said, the sound of him typing on the laptop filling the silence of the room.

Dean nodded like he had just made a decision. "Alright. We'll split up but Cas stays with me." Dean said determinedly.

"Like I expected anything different." Sam said with a smirk, without looking up from his laptop.

"Won't that inconvenience you all if we need to split up to find the warehouse Gordon is using?" Cas asked worriedly.

"No it's fine Cas." Dean said, looking at Cas with determined green eyes.

"Dean. I shall not be a burden to you. I can handle myself!" Cas said exasperatedly.

"And what if the one warehouse you go into just happens to be the one that has all the zombies in it?" Dean said angrily.

"I assure you Dean, if I even have a suspicion that there is one zombie in any warehouse I will run to you and beg you to take care of it for me." Cas said sarcastically, surprising Dean.

"Are you using sarcasm Cas?" Dean asked, trying and failing to hold back a smirk causing Cas to smile a little.

"The situation and your protectiveness required desperate measures." Cas said amusedly.

"Cas, you know I only wanna look out for you and it doesn't hurt to have back-up. Garth can back-up Sam so it makes it fair." Dean said glaring at Garth when Cas looked to him for confirmation.

"Oh...Yes okay. I'll be Sam's back-up!" Garth confirmed. Sam smirked and rolled his eyes, listening to the conversation but still working on his laptop.

"So we're splitting up into teams?" Cas asked curiously. Dean smiled, trying to hide his relief as comprehension crossed Cas' features.

"Yes. We're in teams Cas, I know you can hold your own. You're not a burden Cas so stop feeling like you are." Dean said gently, his cheeks going a little red at having this conversation in front of his younger brother and friend.

"Thank you Dean. I don't mean to feel like one but I just want to help as much as I can." Cas said, his face lighting up at what Dean had said.

"Guys, I have the details here. We can go now or wait a few hours until then." Sam informed them all, finally looking up from his laptop.

"Let's go now. I'll be glad to get this case over and done with." Dean said, standing up and walking towards the motel room door with Cas quickly following behind him.

"Alright, I'm just gonna go to my motel and grab any supplies I need. We'll meet back here before we head out." Garth said, grabbing his keys and standing also.

"Okay. I'm just going to get a few more details down before we go too." Sam added. Dean nodded, holding Cas' uninjured hand with a smile and walked out, Garth following them out with a wave to Sam and a polite nod to Dean and Cas.

A/N If you are still reading this, have a cookie :) thanks for sticking with me so far. Sorry for not updating. Although, I have lots of free time now so I will update as much as I can as often as I can.