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Tougher Than the Rest (14/15)

Title: Tougher Than the Rest
Chapter Title: Meeting Across the River
Word count: 415 this chapter
Rating: T
Characters/Pairings: Sam, Dean, OMC with appearances by Castiel and Crowley (in later chapters)
Warnings: None
Spoilers: It's set in the second half of season 6.
Disclaimer: If you recognize the character, it's not mine
Summary: Sam and Dean are checking out a mysterious death on the Jersey Shore. After a long day of research, all Dean wants to do is put up his feet and relax with the TV. The two men waiting in their motel room put an end to that.
A/N: This is a sequel to my first SPN fic In Spite of All the Danger The setting is the Jersey Shore, where I lived for 9 years (1978-1987). My sister coquillagement still lives there and helped me out in a few spots. The wonderful msninacat heard my plea for a beta and jumped right in. Thanks ever so!

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Castiel looked on the demon with disdain. He hated teaming with the creature but in order to accomplish his plans it was necessary. “Sam is becoming suspicious.”

“So you arrange a play date for Moose and Squirrel with guys from the future? What were you thinking, you idiotic birdbrain?”

“It was a distraction. While they are with the Kelly brothers they are not pursuing this line of inquiry.”

“The vampires would have been a decent distraction and they would have gone after Eve. Or you could’ve healed that guy and they could have gone after the vamps.” He stopped when he saw the angel’s face. “Fine, you don’t want them hurt. Dean was well on his way to a painless enjoyable evening. Those girls were certainly interested. He could’ve lost himself for a few hours, easy.”

“You were aware of his movements?”

“I have a few spies in the area.”

“Crowley, I did not want him to lose himself in alcohol and meaningless sex,” Castiel told the self-proclaimed King of Hell. “I wanted them to be themselves, to forget hunting for a few hours.”

“To forget about you while hanging out with their new friends you mean.”

“Yes.” Castiel did not like keeping Dean in the dark but he knew his friend would want to stop him.

“Then why did you go talk with one of them?” Crowley asked with – for him – controlled anger.

“You have been watching me.”

“When it comes to you and the Winchesters, hell yeah. Don’t avoid the question.”

“Col. Kelly remembered. I believe it happened when I healed him from the vampire attack.” Castiel saw Crowley flinch ever so slightly. “You were responsible.”

“As I said, I thought it was a good idea. I made sure they knew not to hurt your pets…too much. So what about Future Man? Did he talk?”

“No, he said it was my place to inform Dean.”

“What’s to stop him from telling anyway?”

“He is a good man. He will not go back on his word.” Crowley looked at Castiel as if he were looking at a gullible child. Castiel knew that he was right in having faith in the soldier. He heard Dean calling to him. “It is time. They are ready to leave.” He would not hear of any more secret spies or plans for which he gave no approval.

“Fine. Go keep up appearances.”

“We will talk more later.” Castiel left the demon to his devices.



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