Dean open his eyes difficult and lifted his hand to shut out the bright light. When his eyes adjusted to the light he scribbled up on his feet. He was in Heaven. He looked around and saw a small round table, tableau with a small wooden box.
He walked to it when he was thrown back on the ground. He turned on his back, just in time to see a fist aiming for his face. Dean grabbed the fist and pushed it away.
“Cas?” he a dit breathless when he recognized his attacker.
Cas frowned. How did this stranger know his name? No time to think about that. He was an intruder and intruders had to be killed. Those were strict orders from Raphael.
“Cas, it’s me, Dean!” Dean exclaimed when Cas punched him in the face. Blood spilled from his nose. Dean tried to push him off, but he was too strong. “We’re friends! Don’t toi recognize me?”
Friends? anges didn’t have any friends. He aimed for Dean again, but this time Dean was ready and he rolled on his belly. He quickly stood and grabbed the box. He began to open it when Cas grabbed his legs, causing Dean to lose his balance.
As they wrestled high heels were heard.
“That’s enough”
Dean and Cas looked up and Dean recognized the woman as Naomi. She was accompanied par two male angels. ou at least they’re vessels were male. One of the m knelt and jerked the box out of Dean’s hands. The other pulled Dean up.
“What do toi want me to do with him?” he asked Naomi.
“Lock him up” Naomi ordered.
“No, wait, I have to get back” Dean panicked as the Angel dragged him along. “Cas! Help me! toi can’t let them do this! toi have to fight them!”