069. 1973

                                    

                                          
Sam picks Libby up, the girl still asleep. He glances at his sleeping siblings and niece. Sam goes outside and puts Libby in the backseat of the car before getting in the passenger seat.
"Ready?" Ruby asks.
"Definitely." Sam answers.
   
Natalie is asleep and snuggling under the small blanket she keeps in her bag. She was too tired to change or do much so she just grabbed the blanket and crashed on the bed.
Dean and Ophelia are asleep on the other bed, Ophelia cuddling into her dad's chest, still attached more than usual since he's been back.
Natalie wakes up and she looks around, finding herself in the safety of the motel room. She takes a deep breath, rubbing her hands over her face. She sits up, jumping when she spots Cas sitting on the edge of Dean's bed.
"Dude, what the fuck?" Natalie asks, putting her hand over her heart. "Jesus. What the fuck is your problem? Who are you, Edward Cullen?" She grumbles. Cas just gives her a confused look.
Dean wakes up, turning around to find Cas.
"Hello, Dean, Natalie. What were you dreaming about?" Cas asks.
"Stabbing you and successfully killing your weird, creepy ass." Natalie remarks.
"What, do you get your freak on by watching other people sleep?" Dean asks. "What do you want?"
"Listen to me. You have to stop it." Cas says.
"Stop what?" Dean asks. Cas puts two fingers to Dean's forehead.
"What the hell did you do?" Natalie asks as Cas walks over to her. "Castiel, what--" She stops as Cas puts two fingers to her forehead.
   
"Move it, guys. You can't sleep here." Natalie wakes up at the unfamiliar voice.
"Okay." Dean mumbles. Natalie lifts her head, seeing her feet by Dean's head as they sleep on a bench. "Sleep... where?"
"Anywhere but here." The cop says, walking off.
Natalie groans, sitting up and Dean sits up, making sure not to accidentally kick his sister. Dean takes his phone out, but doesn't have any signal.
"Perfect." Dean sighs. "You got any?" Natalie feels her pockets.
"I don't have my phone." She says.
"Great." Dean rolls his eyes.
They go across the street to a diner and go in, sitting at the counter.
"Hey, where the hell am I?" Dean asks the guy he sat next to.
"Jay Bird's Diner." The guy answers.
"Yeah, thanks. I mean, uh... city and state." Dean says.
"Lawrence, Kansas." The guy says, giving Dean a weird look.
"Lawrence." Dean mumbles.
"Hey, you okay, buddy?" The guy asks.
"Yeah, tough night." Dean says.
"Hey, uh, coffees here, Reg." The man says, pointing to the two siblings.
"Okay, coming right up." Reg says. Dean pulls his phone out.
"Can you tell me where I can get reception on this thing?" Dean asks.
"The USS Enterprise." The man scoffs. Reg walks over, giving the siblings their coffees, his outfits incredibly '70s hippie looking.