The Universe's Mixer

As soon as Catwoman left, Lee jumped down from her rooftop perch and landed solidly on the ground several floors below. She figured that her quick exit left her enough spare time to go buy those cigarettes that she had been craving. The man working the counter at the corner store was either too polite to say anything about her choice of wardrobe or used to seeing costumed people walking around buying M&Ms and Marlboros. She didn't ask which.

She paused outside the store to light up, almost smiled at the familiar sensation of it all, and headed for the bar for some beer and girl talk. Weird. She was actually looking forward to it.

The bed was usually comfortable. Soft with good smelling pillows and warm blankets. Dean's eyes opened and he was greeted by the sight of a pretty blonde head, soft face and his arms around her as he held her while they slept. He laid there watching her, moving a hand to reached up and brush some hair back from her face.

He felt content and safe for the first time, even since hooking back up with his brother. He really should call Sam, let him know where he was. Not that Dean thought his brother was the least bit worried about him. He didn't even think his brother cared he was around any more which really wasn't like him at all.

Dean carefully slipped his arms from around Jo, deciding he needed to do two things. Restroom and then make coffee. He picked up his clothing as he went into the bathroom, using it and dressing partially. His jeans were on as well underwear and socks before he ventured out and padded into the kitchen.

He found the coffee maker and started preparing it, opening a cabinet door he pulled the coffee out and when he closed it, he jumped for Castiel was standing there. "Damnit, Castiel," he looked towards the room then back to him, his voice now low, "What are you doing here?"

"To warn you," The dark haired angel spoke with his soft voice.

"Warn me? About what? Sam, you already did that. Or is it Jo?" He looked towards the room.

"You are in for a battle, Dean, keep those you trust by you," He moved away from the counter. "You are gonna need them. This battle is gonna be hard, dangerous and ... eye opening." He turned to face Dean. "You are gonna need help, lots of it." He paused then stepped closer to Dean, "Choose wisely, Dean. Because the one you think, might not be the one you think."

"What?" Dean heard a noise and turned his head toward the bedroom but when he turned back to ask more, Castiel was gone. He muttered under his breath as he went back to making coffee. Maybe he should make them breakfast as well.