Advanced Placement

"Hey, Cowboy..."

"(y/n)..." The name leaves the angel's lips as if it was waiting there the whole time, his crystalline eyes puppy-like when they meet her soft gaze. (y/n) smiles, hand holding the rough sleeve of Dean's jacket as she slowly ushers him forward.

"Are you alright?" She asks him gently, crouching down next to the table Castiel sat at. He nods timidly, in the way a child might when they're lying. Reaching out a hand, she softly pushes back the tufts of tar black hair falling across his forehead. Sucking in a breath, her smile tightens slightly when her eyes catch something strange

"Is it okay if Dean stays here and talks to you for a bit?"

"You're leaving" Castiel states, worry evident in his voice

"Only for a little bit-"

"Wait-" Dean intervenes quietly, pulling the girl slightly to the side by her elbow, "-why are you leaving me with crazy?"

"Because-" She chuckles lightly, her gaze shifting to watch as shadows move like bullets past the darkened windows, "-I think you're brother is chasing some kid outside"

"...He's doing what?"

"Our 'Big Friendly Giant'-" She nods towards said hunter zig-zagging across the field outside, "-is currently falling over his own feet trying to catch some teenager. "

"Please tell me you're joking"

"Nope-" She slaps a hand onto his shoulder, winking as he groans something she can't understand, "-watch him?"

"I guess..."

"Be nice to each other, alright? See you boys in a bit!"

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"What the hell..."

The words leave her lips through a whisper, barely loud enough to carry through the frigid wind as she stands beneath a large oak tree near the front of the field. There, about 30 feet away, was Sam and a boy she had never seen before. Through the darkness, she can make out their forms as the boy sprints in a zigzag pattern across the neatly trimmed field, his face contorted as he cries out helpless apologies as if his life depended on it. Just a few feet behind him was the hunter, flannel clad body slipping and sliding across the dewy grass as he tried to keep up. It was interesting to say the least, a scene mirroring that of a lion chasing its prey. Only this time, the prey seemed to be winning. Watching the spectacle through a smile, (y/n) sighs lightly. Using the strength in her legs, (y/n) is quick to leap up into the air, hands gripping tightly onto the jagged branch above her. Once she's got a good hold, she's swinging herself into the dense canopy of leaves, body moving seamlessly through the twisting branches surrounding her

"Stop!" Sam shouts out in frustration, voice much closer than it was before. Upon hearing his deep voice, (y/n) rushes out to the edge of the tree, crouching low into the shadows as she peers over the side. There, only a few feet away now, was the boy. His long inky hair in a mess in front of his face, breathing ragged as he continued his sprint. Only a few seconds until he was exactly where he needed to be.

"Stop right there-!" Just before Sam is able to continue his somewhat desperate demand, (y/n) is suddenly dropping down from the tree above, body landing on the boy's shoulders and thighs wrapping around his neck.

"Oh God-!" The boy chokes out, (y/n) using the momentum of her fall to throw his small body onto the grass below. Straddling his waist, eyes glowing a deep orange color, the Phoenix furrows her brows at the sobbing mess she sees before her.

"He's not a monster-" She reaches down, fingers pulling apart his lips to check his teeth, "-or a chomper..."

"Then what is he?" Sam pants, finally able to relax and catch his breath as he stands next to the pair on the ground.

"I'm a-" The boy sniffles, his hands clutching the duffel bag the boys had brought in earlier, "-K-Kevin Tran"

"Sam..." (y/n) slowly removes herself from Kevin, hands reaching down to gently pull the boy up from the dirt, "...He's just some kid"

"I'm in advanced placement-" Kevin continues to blubber once he's standing in between them, body trembling, "-p-p-p-please don't kill me"

"We're not going to kill you" Sam huffs out in frustration, suddenly grabbing at the rough fabric of the duffel bag in the boy's hands. Tugging at sack, the pair find themselves furrowing their eyebrows at the sight of Kevin still being attached to it. Sam pulls, Kevin is forced forward with it.

"I'm sorry- '' Kevin whimpers, his body thrown about as Sam continues to try and shake the bag free from the teenagers grasp, "-I'm s-sorry! I-I don't know why, but I-I can't let go of t-this"

"You can't let go of it?" (y/n) echoes softly, (e/c) eyes widened as she shares the same confused look with the hunter beside her, "Why can't you let go of it?"

"...I don't know"

"You don't know?" Sam questions somewhat impatiently, the girl quick to place a gentle hand on his bicep to help calm him down. Kevin nods quickly, hands still shaking as he grips the canvas fabric tighter to his small body

"Well, Kevin Tran from advanced placement-" (y/n) smiles lightly, trying her best to calm the panicking boy beside her as she gently grabs his elbow to usher him forward, "-let's go and talk about it until we figure it out, alright?"

"...Alright"

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"Sam, could you sit down?"

"What? Why?"

"I think your tallness is scaring the kid..."

"It's not-" The pair turn their gazes on to Kevin Tran as he sits on the edge of Castiel's bed, dark eyes widened like a doe's as his bottom lip trembles. Clearing his throat lightly, Sam is reluctant to pull up the small wooden chair beside him, sitting down with his elbows resting upon his knees as sighs

"Better?" The hunter asks the smaller boy. Kevin nods timidly, tar black hair falling in his face as he does so.

"So, Kevin-" (y/n) begins softly, deciding to lean herself up against the cream colored wall beside her, "-you're in high school right?"

"...Yeah"

"And you told us you were in advanced placement which means you're a good student, correct?"

"...Sure"

"Then why is a good student like you-" (y/n) gets up from her leaning position to crouch down beside him, index finger tapping lightly at the rough canvas fabric of the duffel bag in his hands, "-breaking into asylums and stealing duffels? "

"I-I didn't mean to-" his voice holds sincerity as he speaks, the confusion he feels evident in his misty eyes as he continues, "-I mean, I meant to, but I-I-I-I didn't-"

"We aren't upset with you, Kevin-" (y/n) chuckles lightly, trying to make sure he understands that they aren't a threat to him, "-we're just a little confused, okay?"

"O-Okay"

"I'm going to ask you another question and you have to answer it as best as you can. Can you do that?"

"I think so..."

"Alright-" (y/n) sighs, pointing back at the bag resting more casually in the boys lap, "-can you tell me why you can't give this bag back to us?"

"All I know is-" he begins shakily, trying to continue to control his breathing, "-it's for me. I'm supposed to keep it."

"You keep saying 'it' like you don't know what you're supposed to be keeping"

"Kevin-" Sam finally speaks up, arms crossed over his chest as his brows furrow slightly, "-do you know what it is?"

"...No."

"Open it"

Hesitant at first, Kevin slowly loosens his grip on the canvas bag. Fingers enclosing the cool metal zipper near his arm, he tugs lightly. The bag opens. There, now broken in three sections, was the slab of engraved stone nested between the navy blue towels from before. Kevin glances up at the pair watching his every move, face unsure as he gingerly picks up two of the pieces. Before either one can say anything, the boy is suddenly pushing their jagged edges together. They click. In the blink of an eye, the two pieces are joined as one again through the touch of his fingers. Soon after, the third piece joins its family. The pair watching the entire spectacle couldn't believe it.

"What's...Leviathan?" Kevin's voice is timid, almost as if afraid to come out. Sam's eyes widen suddenly, (y/n) sharing the same shocked expression

"You can read it? Is that what it says?"

"Sort of? It hurts a little-" Kevin explains slowly, his dark eyes squinting slightly as he continues to scan the tan markings, "-it's like looking through somebody else's glasses, but I think it's about Leviathan and how it came to be. God locked him up far away, right? Like in jail because they're so...so...they're real, aren't they?"

"I'm afraid so" (y/n) answers quietly, pity for the young boy evident in her (e/c) eyes as she speaks

"Does it say anything about how to kill them?" Sam asks suddenly, impatient and hungry for information on the monsters they've been bested by on multiple occasions. Kevin shakes his head slightly, cringing as he tries to continue reading the passages across the slab

"I-I don't know-" he admits quietly, "-It's not like reading reading, it's hard to focus on it for too long-"

"Step away from the prophet!"

The small group all snap their heads to watch as a woman suddenly appears behind them, tall body clad in a dark colored suit as she grips firmly onto a smooth silver blade. Just behind her is a scruffy looking man, dressed as professionally as her and holding the same intricately designed weapon. Power radiated off of them in waves, eyes scarily focused on Sam and (y/n) as they shield Kevin's trembling body from them

"Prophet?" Sam echoes quietly, eyebrows furrowing as he takes a quick glance towards the teenager behind him. The blonde haired woman, heels clicking against the marble floors as she takes a step forward, fixes her gaze onto Kevin

"Sole keep of the word on Earth-" she begins, voice powerful as she speak to the boy, "-we are here to take you"

"What do you mean 'take'?" Kevin asks through a whisper, clutching tightly to the stone slab in his hands. (y/n) meets his panicked gaze and offers silent comfort through a small smile

"They aren't taking you anywhere, Kevin-" She reassure him quietly, the woman fuming at the comment, "-not if Sam and I have a say in it"

"You believe you get any choice in the matter, Phoenix?" The woman smiles bitterly, knuckles fading in color as her fingers tighten around her blades handle, "You're nothing but a parasite to this Earth...a creature i'll take pleasure in killing"

"Oh for fucks sake-"

"Wait!"

The group all turns towards the open door of the hospital room, their gazes landing on a darkened figure slowly stepping out from the shadows of the hall. There, wrapped in nothing but his white scrubs and tan trench coat, was Castiel. With a nervous smile on a face filled with worry when he meets the pair of (e/c) eyes he falls in love with every day, the angel takes another hesitant step forward. The man and woman seem shocked at his existence, the scruffy one letting out a shaking breath of air

"Castiel..."

"Hi" Castiel greets the other angel kindly, the woman only furrowing her eyebrows in response. Taking a dangerous step towards him, the blonde haired woman shakes her head in disbelief

"You..."

"Hello, Hester-"

"You smote thousands in heaven-" the anger in her voice poorly covers the hurt in her sky blue eyes as she continues, "-you gave a big, scary speech and then you were gone...What the hell was that?"

"Rude, for one thing"

"Where have you been, Castiel?" The man inserts himself back into the small group, desperation evident on his sharp features as he looks to the angel for an answer.

"Oh, Inias, Hester, I-" Castiel begins, sighing tiredly as he racks his brain for anything to say, "-I know you want something. Answers. I-I wish it could be that. There are still many things I can teach you. I can offer-uh-perspective...Here! Pull my finger"

"...You're insane"

"Hey!"

For what seems like the hundredth time that night, the group all have to turn their attention away from each other, gazes searching the room until they all finally see the hunter behind the crazed angel. Dean, body partially visible from the door frame, smiles smugly as the angels all watch his arm lift up into the air

"Heads up, sunshine"

With those words, the older brother slams his hand onto the cream colored wall beside him, blood covered palm smearing across the messily drawn symbol next to the door. Before the angels are able to respond, much less say anything, the room is illuminated in a blinding white glow, their vessels shadowed in the light before completely disappearing from the group's eyes. Hester, Inias, and even Castiel were gone. Dean takes confident strides into the room, green apple eyes frantically scanning (y/n) and Sam's body for any sign on injury

"Sam?"

"I'm fine"

"Tweety?"

"Peachy, Dean-o"

"Alright-" Dean lets out a sigh of relief, anxiously checking the small room as if he were afraid the angels would show up again, "-all angels are blown back to their corners. We got like, three, four hours tops."

"What about Cas?" (y/n) asks quietly, strange feelings overcoming her upon not feeling his presence anymore

"We'll get him to flap over when we're out of here-"

"What's happening?!" Kevin suddenly screams out in a fit of panic, doe eyes wide as his entire body shakes against the cool wall behind him. (y/n) approaches him slowly

"Kid-"

"What is happening?!" Kevin cries once more, breathing heavily as he searches their faces for answers he desperately needed. Dean, finally noticing the teenager, turns to the pair beside him, eyes showing no amusement as he questions them

"What is that?"

"It's, uh, Kevin Tran...He's in advanced placement..."