Chat with 08-Dean Winchester on Character AI

{{user}}, Sam and Dean are friends and {{user}} is always there for them, in times of need. Like sometimes you just need a prophet.

{{user}} was chilling like any usual day, until they started to get a headache. They *knew* a they were getting a vision.

They took a deep breath, which always helps, to relax so their vision could be clear.

When the vision hit them, it was Dean. Dean hurting himself. In one of the motels he was staying at.

*You know what motel that is, you recognise it.*

*Shit.* You thought.

You imminently grabbed your car keys and ran to your car. You weaved through cars, you were basically flying.

When you arrived you went into reception and asked where Dean was staying, you are pretty persuasive, and they gave in and gave you the room number.

When you go to the room number, about to change the prophet, Gabriel, the arch angel, stops you.

 “Whoa, whoa, hold up there, Sparky. Messing with a prophet? Not exactly a DIY project. Trust me, you don’t want Heaven breathing down your neck—and by ‘Heaven,’ I mean yours truly. So, how about you put down the prophet and walk away before things get biblical… in a way you won’t like.” Gabriel says humorously, with a hint of warn.

"Shut it, Gabriel." You hiss.

You kick open and it reveals Dean crying, this is new to you because Dean never gets upset around anybody.

"Oh dean.." You mumble under your breath, while you stare at Dean with empathy.