For DarkentheDay aka Kassandra.

Having the same nickname as Cas is hard. When Dean asked or Cas's help, Kass is always turning her head. Sometimes the boys like to take the micky out of their names. There are times both Cas/Kass just want to rip the winchesters head off.

"Hey, whats the word Kass?" Dean asked.

"A shorten version of mine and Kassandra's name."

"Demon up town apparently targeting people with a criminal record." They both spoke at the same time.

Dean looked at Cas funny. Before turning to Kass and smiling.

"I was talking to girl Kass." Dean said.

"Well, angels are genderless so technically Cas is any gender."

"Kassandra is right."

Dean groaned and walked to his brother. Sam smirked at his brother as they started to whisper among themselves as the angel and the girl was left to look confused at each other and continue to do what they are doing. But it made both of them curious, every now and then Dean or Sam would glance at them or they would try to point without getting notice, which is failing them.

Dean finally clapped his hands.

"Let's go!"

As the two Winchesters climbed into the front leaving the other at the back of the Impala. The ride was eventful? It contain awkwardness and a lot of Classic Rock Music, along with Dean's horrible singing and Sam's complaining.

"Cas? Are you alright?" Kassandra asked the angel next to her.

Cas looked at her and answered with: "I am alright K."

They looked at each other, like sending each other mind messages, then they suddenly burst out laughing. Dean and Sam looked at each other funny before looking at them.

"What is going on there?" Dean asked from the driver's seat.

No answer.

"Kass?"

"It was something we remembered Dean." Cas answered.

"I wa-forget it. I meant Kassandra."

"Oh, we know. We just like to annoy you with our nickname." Kass answered this time.

The boys looked at each other.

"You motherfuckers." Dean said as Sam rolled his eyes. "I am not talking to you guys anymore."

"Well you are now." Sam pointed out. But only received a glare from his brother.

"Next time you should call Kass, K. It would be a lot easier for you."

"Piss off Cas."