Author's Note: I'm writing his for NaNoWriMo and have decided to post this on here. I hope you like it :]

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"Sammy, shot!" Dean shouted as the spirit was almost on him. The spirit slashed down and I felt pain go through my left arm. I clutched it and ducked my head down as I heard the rock salt bullet ripple through the air. I sighed.

"You alright?" Sam asked helping me up.

I nodded. "You gotta go salt and burn the bones before it comes back again. I'll stay here." I threw Sam the keys to the Impala and he ran off in agreement without saying a word.

Sam and I were hunting are spirit that haunted a house in Pennsylvania. We were down to minutes before it would kill someone again. It had already claimed three lives in this room and it wasn't taking another. The spirit killed people in this room and since I was the only one in the room, I was most likely going to be the next person crossed off the list of people to kill. I just hoped to God that Sam salted and burned the bones before it was too late.

I was about to relax when I remembered I was on a job. I moved around and held my left arm to my stomach to try and stop the blood flow. I didn't want to leave blood drops in the house of the people who lived here, and who were ironically on vacation.

I turned around to hear a hiss behind me. I ducked down right before the spirit would have swiped my head off. I dodged another swipe and moved across the room. I had to find iron. I looked around and saw an iron chair. Yahtzee. I lifted the chair up and threw it at the spirit. It hit the spirit. It would only be gone for a couple minutes and I needed to get moving. I was almost out of the room when it came back. "Sonvabitch." I muttered as I was thrown toward the bookshelf. The bookshelf toppled as I fell to the ground. "Dammit, come on Sammy," I muttered in pain as I struggled to get.

The spirit brought its hand down and slashed the side of my face. I would have moved out of the way faster but it was getting faster. It was about to swipe again but it burst into flames. I smiled and slumped against the wall. "Finally Sammy." I leaned against the wall opposite of the bookshelf waiting for Sam to come and get me.

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"What happened man?" Sam asked when he saw me sitting against the wall. Sam looked around the room and saw the mess. "Are we gonna clean this up?"

"Nah, we'll just leave it." I looked up at him. "I was attacked by a spirit. What does it look like happened?" I muttered getting up. "What took you so long?"

"Well Dean, I had to find the bones, then dig the whole, and then salt and burn the bones. It's a lot harder than it looks." Shot my brother a look.

"Let's leave before anyone comes and asks what's going on."

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I pressed the wet cloth to my face and tried to clean up the blood. There was a ton of blood from my face and my arm. When I cleaned the blood off my face, I saw for claw marks that the spirit left on the left side of my face. I was already going pale and everything happened just a little over an hour ago. I needed sugar. "Do we have any sugar?"

"I dunno lemme see." Sam got up and went into the kitchenette. I wrapped a cloth around my forearm and tied it. I pressed the cloth to my forehead and went over to the bed. I sat down just as Sam threw me chocolate. "Dude, where'd this come from?"

"Dunno, just found it. It looks good still." Sam sat back down at the laptop and continued whatever he was doing.

I opened the heresy's candy bar and took a bite. Sam was right, it did taste good still. It had been forever since I had had chocolate. Like a REALLY long time. I ate another and then before I knew it, I had eaten half the bag. I looked at the wrappers around me and back at Sam. "You want one before I eat all of em?"

"Sure," I threw the little bar at and Sam raised his hand so he could catch it. Sam caught the candy bar and opened the wrapper. He bit half of it and smiled.

"Good huh?" Sam nodded finishing off the second half.

I laid back on the bed closing my eyes. I was almost asleep when a voice spoke up and it wasn't Sam's. "Hello."

I shot up. "Who th — Cas, what the hell?" I asked surprised.

Cas saw the clothe around my arm and he saw the cuts on my face. "How are your wounds Dean?"

"Wonderful," I muttered rolling my eyes.

"Cas, what are you doing here?" Sam asked.

"I was bored."

"Bored?"

Cas nodded not saying anything. "Dude, you never come without a reason. What's up?"

Cas looked above him. "The ceiling."

I took everything I had not to deck the angel. "No Cas, you say what's up when someone wants to know what's going on. It's like...how's it goin?" Sam saved me.

The angle cocked his head to the side. "Then why not just say how's it going?"

"I dunno. But anyway, why are you really here?"

"I was wondering if you could take me to an amusement park."

There was silence in the room.

"What? Did I say something wrong?" Cas wondered.

"No not at all. You just took us...by surprise."

"Why?"

I stood up and threw the bloody rag into the bathroom. "Well for one thing, every time you come to us, you want us to kill something for you."

"Oh. Well, I don't want you this time." Cas said.

"No shit Sherlock," I rolled my eyes and went to the mirror.

"My name's not Sherlock." Cas stated, once again, confused.

"It's an expression Cas." Sam said as I looked at the cut on my face in the mirror. The cuts had stopped bleeding. Sweet. "Why do you want us to take you to an amusement park?"

"Because I've never been to one and I've heard they are fun." Cas turned so he could see both of us. Sam stood up and I leaned against the dresser.

"I don't mind. We could always use the break Dean."

"Yeah but with what money. Don't forget, those places are crazy expensive. We can barely make it by with what little money we got." I stated crossing my arms across my chest.

"Yeah that's a problem." Sam pondered for a moment. "Can't you buy like two day passes?"

"Dude, how would I know? The only park I've been to is Disney Land." I said.

"Why is money a problem?" Cas wondered.

"Because you need to be a freakin' millionaire to get into a park," I walked back over to the bed and sat down leaning against the headboard.

"There's no way to get the money?" Cas asked hopeful.

"Not unless you can think of some way."

"I have an idea..." Cas said quietly.

"Oh?" Sam said.

"You could just ask for me to puff you in there." Cas said honestly and innocently.

I opened my mouth to say something but Sam stopped me before I could say anything at all. "Alright, sounds like a deal."

I glare at Sam. He didn't say anything back. "Fine. We'll go tomorrow."

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"Where's the closet park?" I asked Sam the next morning. I was inspecting my cuts in the mirror and they looked okay. If we were going to a place where thousands of people were going to be, I was going to need to cover the one on my face. It was too long though. It went from my right temple to the top of my right cheek. I didn't have a bandage big enough for that. Whatever, I'll just go like this.

"Ohio. Cincinnati." Sam said looking up from the laptop. "It's not that far. It's about 280 miles. Little less. We should get there by tomorrow."

"Alright, where's the angle?" I wondered. Sam raised his eyebrow and I turned around. Cas was standing behind me. "You really need to work on louder entrances." I said after jumping almost a foot in the air.

"Sorry." Cas didn't skip a beat before he asked, "When are we leaving?"

"In an hour. We have to drive. I'm not leaving my baby here." I said grabbing some clothes and heading to the shower. "You wait here Cas. Don't go anywhere."

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We were in the car and I could tell Cas was impatient. He wanted to get there and he didn't understand why we had to drive. Well, he didn't have to go with us but if he wanted to get there with us, then he would have to drive with us. There was no way in hell I was going to leave my baby back in Pittsburg. I had already left her once when I went to Hell. Wasn't happening again.

"When will we get there?" Cas asked for the first time. Actually, it was the first time he had talked since they had gotten in the car.

"It's 10:30 right now so about..." Sam thought for a moment.

"What happened college-boy, all the simple math you had go out the door?" I chuckled. I always loved making fun of Sam. I did it whenever I had the chance.

Sam glared at me and looked at Cas in the rearview mirror. "We'll get their about two forty – five, three o'clock."

Cas nodded. "Have you ever been to this place called Kings Island before?"

Sam shook his head. "No but we've been to Ohio in several different occasions."

"Yeah and all of them weren't the best of memoires," I muttered trying not to get frustrated with all the drivers on the highway. "I can't stand these drivers! Do they not know the speed limit is a suggestion on the highway! It doesn't mean you have to go the speed limit." I muttered angrily. Cas was about to say something but I shot him a look to keep him quite. He shut his mouth immediately.

Just then. My phone rang. I dug into my pocket and flipped it open. "Hello?"

"Dean it's Bobby."

"Hey."

"Where are you?"

"On the highway, why?" I gave Sam a confused look. He just shrugged.

"Well, I'm here in Mason waiting for you three idjits to get down here."

"Mason why?"

"Because your brother invited me to go along with you guys."

"Bobby, you ride rollercoaster's?" I asked shocked. It never occurred to me that he would ride them.

"Yes, I don't live in a box ya know." Bobby shot back.

"Okay okay. We won't be there until two forty-five. Three at the latest."

"Alright, hurry up. I'm at some motel across from Kings Island."

"Alright, we'll get there as fast as we can."

"Alright, bye." Bobby hung up and I looked over at Sam.

"Why'd you invite Bobby?"

"Well, I figured he hadn't done anything fun for a while so might as well. Besides, he's important to us Dean. Where would we be without him?" Sam asked.

"Okay, you're right." I sighed and got frustrated once again as a car pulled out in front of me. "What the hell! Learn how to drive lady!" I shouted frustrated.

"This is gonna be a long car drive," Sam muttered and Cas chuckled. I just ignored my brother and the angle in the back seat.

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We finally crossed into Ohio and we still had a good two hours until we reached Mason, Ohio. We had never been to Mason so we didn't know what to expect. We had never been past Columbus actually. We never needed to go past there. The job never called for it.

I looked over at Sam who was staring out the window. I looked back at Cas who was staring ahead. His exciment died down after the first hour. He knew he had to wait so why bother being excited? I yawned really big and saw a rest stop coming up. I needed to sleep. I hadn't slept very good last night and I knew I wasn't going to sleep great in the next couple hours.

When the exit for the rest stop came up, I pulled into it and Sam looked at my confused. We never stopped so he looked really confused about this. I shrugged and parked the car. "I need sleep, can ya drive Sammy?"

"Sure," Sam got out of the car and we traded spots. Cas was about to get out when Sam and I both closed our doors.

"I thought we were stopping," Cas said confused.

"We did. I needed to switch with Sam." I said stretching out as much as I could in the seat. "Now shh, I need to sleep." I closed my eyes and leaned my head against the window hoping that I would fall asleep soon.