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November 21, 2013 9:34 PM "So you're going to burn the marshmallow, and stick it between chocolate and a cracker?"  Castiel said. "Of all the time you have been on Earth, you have never eaten a s'more?" wondered a moose like figure, his name was Sam. He had long brown hair that was down to his collar bone. Sam was about the size of a small tree, 6 foot 6 at least. Next to him was a rather handsome man by the name of Dean. Sam and Dean were brothers, but looked nothing alike. About an hour later silence swept over them as they fell asleep in two tents. Sam slept in one tent and Cas and Dean slept in another. Cas had brought the game of 'Sorry'

Castiel woke up with a start. He was in Heaven again, green pine trees were circled around him, an autistic man flying a rainbow colored kite was in the distance. "Castiel, wake up you gotta get us out of here. Its givin' me the creeps" said a blurry man about his size in a plaid shirt and green over jacket. Once his vision cleared Cas saw Dean and Sam Winchester. The two brothers were hunters since they were born, killing demonds and monsters, it was the family business you could say, but they never got paid or thanked. Suddenly the scenery changed, they were at a fairly new home, family pictures, a worn out couch, and a wife and a daughter.