5x03 Free to be you and me (kinda)
Disclaimer: I do not own Sam or Dean or any other characters from this amazing show. They belong to Eric Kripke. But I do own Kasey Daley Mueller. And in my mind she is played by Gemma Arterton with burgundy hair. Thank you!
Authors Note: This chapter is set in the fifth season after the brothers have accidentally opened Lucifer's cage. Right now things between Dean and Kasey have calmed down. He no longer blames her for her betrayal. The story is the episode 5x03 Free to be You, Me. I have tried to bring in Kasey in this one. Hope you enjoy! And don't forget to review.
Greeley, Pennsylvania
Dean parked the Impala right outside the Taft Memorial Hospital and glanced around to make sure he was alone. He went over to the trunk and pulled out a butcher knife and placed it securely inside the side of his trousers. He stepped into the hospital, straightening his cheap suit and walked over to the receptionist and enquired about the directions to the morgue where he was met by a cranky looking doctor.
"Hi. I'm detective Bill Buckner." He flashed his fake badge at the doctor who lost the crankiness at the word 'detective'.
"Yes. How may I help you?" He asked nicely.
"I'm here about those patients. The exsanguinated ones." Dean pursed his lips wryly.
The doctor nodded grimly and opened the morgue door for him.
Dean instantly knew he was hunting vampires from the fang marks on the two victims' necks from where their bodies had been completely drained of blood. But what he didn't know was whether it was a lone vamp or a nest. He'd have to find that out by himself, now that Sam wasn't there to do the research work.
That night, Dean stepped out of the motel room, his arsenal in the trunk ready for the nest hunt. He was just about to get into the driver's seat when a rustling sound behind him alerted his sharp ears. He instantly froze, his hand slowly grabbing the gun from his breast pocket, waiting for the source to get nearer to him so that he could take it off guard. When he knew it was close enough, Dean spun around, grabbing and pinning the person to the car.
"Wow. I should've warned." Kasey gasped, Dean's arm still pressing onto her throat.
"Kasey?" Dean frowned, fully surprised, stepping back to release her. "What the hell are you doing here? And yeah, you should've warned." He said placing the gun back into his jacket.
"I thought I'd join you guys for a hunt. You know, wanted to stretch the muscles a little. Sure hoped for more than one vampire." She made a disappointed face. Her burgundy hair was perfectly contrasting the pale skin in the nightlight.
"One vampire? It's a nest." Dean scowled, not liking the idea of so much efforts put in for one fanged creature. "And how the hell did you find me? I've changed my phone like three times now."
"You think I don't know how useless GPS is for you guys? I don't take that much trouble. I simply call Bobby and ask sweetly." Kasey smiled smugly.
"Yeah I bet you do. No wonder the old guy prefers you over us. And about the vampires...come on, I'm pretty sure it's a nest"
"No it's not. I checked. His named is Bart. I know, I'm upset too." She said sympathetically. "Where's Sam?" She looked around.
Dean shrugged, wrapping his mind on the underwhelming new info before attending to her next question. He stared ahead, trying to think how to answer that as casually as possible.
"Dean. Where's your brother." Kasey raised an eyebrow, sensing the tension.
"He wanted to be alone for a while. Wanted some time off hunting. So he's...I don't know. Somewhere." Dean managed the words, not making eye contact with Kasey whose jaw had dropped in shock.
" Alone? So he took off and you didn't stop him?" She asked, ridicule visible in her tone.
Dean's temper flipped a little. "Why would you expect me to stop him? He can make his own freaking decisions." He snapped.
"Yeah. We've seen how well that worked out last time." Kasey said sarcastically. "Dean. We have just let the devil out in the open. Don't you think now is the time to really stick together and not vacation separately?" She said, anger seeping in.
"I don't know how to react to this Kasey! He said he wanted alone time, and I said okay. We're dealing with high trust issues now. I mean he has spent this entire time apologising but...forget it." Dean sighed.
"Whoa wait. You're not still mad at him are you? You can't be. You know he's not entirely at fault." Kasey asked, afraid.
Dean looked at her. "I'm not. I forgive but can't forget. The problem is he hasn't forgiven himself. For that it's better if he's not around me. For his sake." He opened the car's door, again back to badass hunter mode. " We'll have this talk later. You wait here I'll go take the vamp out."
Dean sat in and glanced at Kasey who was still deep in thought. He was about to look away when he saw the vampire right behind her. Before he could warn her, the vamp raised the rod in it's hand. Dean took out the gun swiftly and shot the vampire in the chest, making Kasey jump and turn. The vampire fell back, but got up. Bullets never killed vampires.
Kasey immediately took out her own knife and chased the vampire. She threw herself on it and plunged the knife in its leg to keep it from running away. The vampire threw punches at Kasey but she held it pinned to the ground waiting for Dean to come.
Dean stepped ahead with the butcher knife ready in his hand.
"I've got it Kase, step away." He said lethally and Kasey obeyed. Dean pulled Bart up and rammed his body to the nearby garbage trolley. Dean made Bart lean back onto the trolley's lid and raised his knife, teeth gritting, pure malice in his eyes.
"Eat it, Twilight." He muttered before starting to behead the vampire, cutting through his neck in violent strokes. The blood splattered on his face but he didn't stop before the head fell down, rolling. Dean stepped back, letting Bart's body slump to the ground. He turned to Kasey, the look of remorseless pride on his face. He looked at Kasey, taking in her shocked expression, walking back towards the car.
"You okay? Huh. That's what happens when you never actually hunt in your life but think you can help around." He said as pulled out a water bottle and towel to clean up his face.
"What happened." Kasey asked, frowning.
He glanced at her, smiling to himself. "A little sight of blood and witnessing a beheading. That's it and you're spooked. That's what happened."Dean said wiping the blood off his face.
Kasey scoffed. "I'm not spooked. Really? Since when did you start thinking blood spooked me out?"
"I don't know. Your face says it all, sweetheart." He laughed rudely.
"I wasn't looking at the head or the body or the blood Dean." Kasey said in disbelief. "I was looking at you. You just acted like a crazed up psycho killer. And as much as I know you, you go all Hannibal when you know something's up with Sam."
Dean looked at her, not pleased. "What? Shut up." He said, getting back to the driver's seat.
"Dean wait." She grabbed Dean's arm making him face her. "I think we should get Sam to come back. It's not good times. You heard the news? Freak hails, Lightening strikes, forest fires...It's happening everywhere. And it's Lucifer this time Dean. We don't know what he wants, where he is...We should really stick together if we wanna do something about this." Kasey said concerned.
"Whoa. We? Where did that come from?" Dean asked. " I'm sorry Kase but this time it's just the dynamic duo and not the three stooges. This thing is on me and Sam. You're out of this one." He said bossily.
Kasey looked at him incredulously. "Excuse me? You're not in a place to decide that. Firstly, I'm not having anybody tell me what fight I'm in and not. Secondly, do you even know what you're dealing with? You'll need all the help you need, genius." She said, pointedly.
"Nice try." Dean simply said and sat in the Impala. "Go home, Kasey. What, I thought you said you have night shifts on Thursdays. What're you doing here?" He turned the keys in and the engine purred to life.
"Where are you-?" Dean started to ask as she hurried away somewhere in the dark
"Just wait for a minute. Please." She said sheepishly and hurried away in the dark.
Dean waited for her for two minutes. He almost decided to go look for her when the passengers door opened and she sat in, her two bags on her lap.
"What the-"
"So where are we going?" She asked, throwing her bags onto the backseat.
"Alright. Get out" Dean ordered.
"Do I look like I sat in to get out?" She smiled.
"Kase. I'll pull you out if you don't. You know I can and I will." He threatened.
"I want to help, dammit! This is not just your fight. Why don't you get that?!"
" Okay so you want to fight? You can. Just pick up the phone when we call and be ready to dictate the spells we ask from that weirdo witch book of yours. That's all you gotta do."
Kasey opened her mouth, but held her tongue before speaking. "So you're basically saying I don't count and am practically useless without that book...well, I may not be the masochistic bravados like you guys but see this?" She shoved her wrist to Dean's face. "The blood that runs through these is, I'm not boasting, priceless. If you really think of it, I'm not a complete liability Dean" She whispered, letting the hurt and anger through.
Dean's eyes softened a little. "I never said that." He sighed. "You've done enough for us Kase. You deserve to sit back now."
"Honey, that's a great idea but can't possibly happen if the world ends in a few days." She smiled pitifully at Dean before sighing. " Look, I'm really tired. I'm crashing. Just shut up and start driving."
Dean stared at her hard, for a few seconds before accepting defeat and stepping on it.
Dean drove in silence, particularly nowhere. He just wanted a place to crash the next day, to sniff out a new case. He glanced at Kasey who was sleeping peacefully. He wondered what he could've said to keep her from coming with him. Kasey had risked her life way too many times in the past. She was the one who had guessed Ruby's real face right from the beginning. She had tried a million times to warn him and Sam about it but they had shut her up. It was Sam and Ruby on one side, Dean and Kasey on the other. Dean clutched the steering wheel hard as he replayed the cruel things Sam had said to Kasey, accusing her of using and manipulating Dean where in fact it had been Ruby who was doing the same to Sam. And yet after everything, she had it in her to forgive him completely. Dean watched her face and saw a red lock of hair fall on her face as she slept. His fingers ached to reach out and slide it away. He shrugged off the thoughts that now clouded his mind. He had to stay focused now. It was dangerous for both of them.
They were near the eastern border of Pennsylvania when he found a decent motel to crash in by the highway. He parked and went up to the receptionist booking a single room with two queens. He smiled when he imagined Kasey's face when she would know they'd have to share a room. He took the room key and walked back to the car to wake her up.
"Kase. Come on" He gently shook her shoulders and she immediately sat up, alert.
"What happened?" She asked, alarmed.
"I booked us a room. Come on." He said and helped her get their things up to the room.
Dean cleaned his jacket, wiping off the vampire blood with a wet towel in the sink, as Kasey sat on the bed wide awake now. Dean went on to wash the cloth when he saw Castiel's reflection in the mirror, in front of him, making him jump out of his skin.
"God!" Dean gasped, recovering from the shock. "Don't do that!" He complained as he turned around to meet Castiel's gaze.
"Dean? What is it?" Kasey walked in, confused.
"Hello Dean" Castiel said, stepping forward, his face now inches away from Dean's.
Dean looked away uncomfortably and closed his eyes, like he was in pain. "Cas, we've talked about this. Personal space" he nodded, waiting for Cas's nearly absent social skills to kick in.
Castiel realized his mistake and seemed conscious about himself. "My apologies" he said and stepped back. Dean sighed in relief rolling his eyes. He grabbed his jacket and made his way out of the bathroom.
"How'd you find me? I thought I was flying below the angel radar." He said, throwing the wet jacket back into the duffel bag, grabbing another one.
"You are. Bobby told me where you were." Castiel said, looking around the room.
Dean looked at Kasey, raising an eyebrow. "I gotta have a talk with Bobby about my address disclosure." He shook his head as Kasey smiled.
"Where's Sam" Cas asked, still looking around.
Dean's jaw hardened again as he glanced at Kasey. "Me and Sam are taking separate vacations for a while." Dean said concentrating on the overshirt he was wearing now.
"So. Did you find God yet? More importantly, can I have my damn necklace back please?" Dean asked in a strained way, facing Castiel, rolling his sleeves.
"No I haven't. That's why I'm here. I need your help." Cas said, firmly.
"With what? God hunt? Not interested" Dean said bluntly.
"Whoa wait. God? Dean did you say God? You guys are looking for God?!" Kasey stood up and stepped towards Dean, her face flushed and red. Dean looked up at her, eyebrows raised.
"Not me. Just Cas. He thinks the guy's up here somewhere waiting for someone to come up to him asking for help with his piss-poor creation of a world" Dean said wryly.
"Dean. Don't talk like that." Cas retorted.
"Castiel. Can we? Find God? Can we do that?" Kasey asked. Dean noticed that her eyes were shiny and voice was quivering. She looked like a kid who had been told she would get an icecream.
"Come on, not again, Kase. I mean I get it. Both of you are the most active members in the God fanclub but we're not doing that now. Please" Dean said tiredly.
Kasey turned to him emotionally. "Dean. This could solve every damn problem...Lucifer is God's SON. If we find God, everything will be alright again..."She said, a tear already flowing down her cheek.
"Dammit guys, there's no god!" Dean ran a hand on his face and looked at both of them with great restraint. "Lets be realistic please. Let's not lose our minds and sanity."
Kasey frowned. "You can believe in Lucifer but not God...This is not unrealistic Dean"
"I'm not looking for God now. It's someone else." Castiel said cutting through the conversation.
"Who?" Dean asked, confused.
"An archangel. The one who killed me." Cas said walking over to Dean.
"Excuse me?" Dean asked, trying wrap his minh around the new info.
"His name is Raphael."
"You were wasted by a teenage mutant ninja angel?" Dean asked, ridiculing the thought.
"I've heard whispers that he's walking the earth." Castiel said, ignoring Dean's reference. "This is a rare opportunity."
"For what, revenge?" Dean scoffed.
"Information." Cas corrected him.
"So you think, if we find this dude he's just gonna spill God's address?" Dean asked walking back to the bathroom.
"Yes. Because we are going to trap him and interrogate him." Cas replied.
Dean stopped what he was doing and turned in Cas's direction, glancing at Kasey who seemed to be in a trance. "You're serious about this."
Castiel turned to face him, dead serious. "Yes."
Dean smiled walking back with the now clean knife. "So what I'm Thelma and you're Louise and we're just gonna hold hands and sail off this cliff together?" He said, mocking Cas's plan. "Give me one good reason why I should do this?" he muttered packing the knife.
"Because you are Michael's vessel and no angel will dare harm you." Castiel answered.
Dean turned, looking offended. "Oh, so I'm your bullet shield."
Castiel stayed silent for a few seconds. "I need your help." He glared into Dean's eyes. "Because you are the only one who will help me."
"Please." He added and Dean averted his gaze, agreeing hesitantly.
"Alright. Fine." He said, jawline still hardened. "Where is he?"
"Maine." Cas said and raised his middle and index finger to touch Dean's forehead. "Let's go."
"Whoa whoa." Dean immediately jerked back. "Last time you zapped me someplace I didn't poop for a week." He said angrily. "We're driving." He said, glancing at Kasey who still was sitting like statue. "Tomorrow." He added to make things clear.
Castiel nodded and with a fluttering of wings, disappeared from the room.
Dean shook his head, hands on his waist. He took a look at Kasey who was in deep thought and walked over to the bed, sitting besides her.
"Are you okay?" He asked, observing her face. She shifted her gaze to him and stayed silent for a while.
"For all we know, we could run into God tomorrow. So I'm a little...overwhelmed." She gulped and shivered.
Dean smiled to himself. "Don't get too excited. It's Cas. He's you know a little...err...too optimistic." Dean stood up and grabbed the bear from on the table.
"There's nothing wrong in having a little faith Dean. Just think of it...the answers we'll get if we get to meet him. All puzzles will fall into place. Finding God is the alibi we all need. Lucifer's cage, the gates of hell,...it could all be over. Finally."She said, her eyes shiny.
Dean looked at her with raised eyebrows and an open mouth. "By puzzles you mean those books chuck wrote, don't you?" He should have known this was what it boiled down, for her. The look on her face agreed with him. He went closer to her and grabbed a chair to sit in front of her.
"Why the hell are you so worked up about those books. It has been years since he wrote those...did anything happen?" He waved his arms. " No. You're sitting here with me, safe and sound. And it's not your fault Chuck forgot to mention you. There's no way you will be blamed for 'altering the prophecy'."
"Dean." She whispered fearfully. "I'm altering the prophecy by merely existing-"
"Oh not again-" Dean groaned.
"I just want to know what it means!" She yelled, frustrated. "It's eating me up! It makes me question my whole life, what I've been doing what I'm supposed to do, everything! And FYI I don't care what they do to me. I. really. don't. I just want to know why, including all petty trivial nuances, I was the one God chose to wipe off clean from the books." Kasey glared at Dean with determination and he simply stared at her blankly.
Kasey sighed. "I'm sorry. That was a little intense for today." She leaned ahead planting a kiss on Dean's lips. Dean returned it, putting his arms around her waist as her own hands snaked through his light brown hair. She pulled his shirt by the collars and leaned back making him fall on top her on the bed. He placed both his hands on either side of her head, supporting his weight as they kissed. Kasey's hands left his hair and started to unbutton her shirt. She them a little off the bed to shrug away the shirt. Her hands slid back to her bra clasp when Dean noticed what she was doing. He immediately pulled away, sitting on the bed, looking at her oddly.
"What are you doing?" He asked, mystified, breathing heavily.
Kasey stopped and stared at him dumbly. "What do you think?"
"Yeah I'm getting that but what happened all to that right choices and destiny crap?" He asked suspiciously.
"Well. You deserve this. After all that you've been through think of it as a treat. Come here." She smiled, going back to undo the clasp.
Dean grabbed her hands and brought them to the front. He didn't look happy. "A treat? No thanks I'll pass."
Kasey looked at him like he had lost his mind. "What's wrong with you? Do you really have to make my first gig this awkward?"
"Why are you doing this? I thought you had chosen to be a virgin for the rest of your life? What changed now?" Dean asked, already getting up.
"You seemed stressed...I thought you love to do this whenever you're upset...thought maybe I could help...God, you ruined it!" Kasey complained.
Dean laughed in disbelief. He leaned down, bringing his face close to hers. "You were trying to cheer me up? So even this was about how to make me feel okay? Jeez, don't you have anything called self-respect?" He seethed angrily. He then went over to where her shirt lay and tossed it to her. "Sorry I don't work that way. See I prefer to get laid by women who want to get screwed because they want it. And the ones who do it for others' sake..." Dean grabbed the car keys, glancing at Kasey who still sat of the bed, clutching her shirt. "Well you know what they are called." He said and headed for the door. "I'll go get dinner." He said coldly and made his way out, banging the door hard.
When Dean returned, Kasey sat towelling her wet hair. She wore a tank top and a grey over shirt with pyjamas. She didn't look at Dean when he placed the food on the table, hinting that she was mad at him.
"I got you a tofu hamburger...that okay?" He asked casually and smiled to himself when she didn;t answer. "What are you mad at me? For stopping your little stunt? Well eat me." He said, taking his own burger.
"Oh no. I'm not mad." She smiled bitterly at Dean. "I'm trying to get over the fact that you called me a hooker." She snapped.
"If you are a hooker, what are the other girls then?" Dean asked. "I can't even think of a word."
"It was my first time Dean. And you screwed it up." She mused, biting into her hamburger.
Dean looked up at her. "Look lady, I'm honoured that you chose me and all that blah blah but truth is if it really is your first then you gotta make it about yourself and not some guy's treat. I'm very particular about that. So sorry but not sorry." He said munching on the burger watching her.
"Whatever. I'm going to crash. Wake me up at...6?" She said clearly saying there was no more talking going to happen
"Yeah whatever."
Waterville, Maine
Dean and Kasey pulled in right outside the Waterville Police Department and saw Castiel stand there like a marble statue.
"There's our guy." Dean commented as he pulled out the fake badges they'd be needing.
"We ought to teach him some minimal social manners." Kasey said and Dean snorted.
"Yeah...and here we go. Take this." He handed over hers and got out of the car.
"We're here why?" Dean asked Cas who frowned in confusion.
"I told you."
"Yeah well, my brain classified the whole conversation as a bad dream and kinda erased. So run me through again."
"A deputy sheriff laid eyes on the archangel" Cas replied.
Dean raised his eyebrows. "And he still has eyes?"
Cas again started to ponder over the question and Dean rolled his eyes. "Don't strain yourself. Alright, what's the plan?"
"We'll tell the officer that he witnessed an angel of the Lord" Cas said as a matter of fact. "Then the officer will tell us where the angel is"
"Serious? We're gonna walk in there. Tell him the truth?" Dean asked questioningly.
"Why not?" Cas cowled.
"Because," Dean fished out Cas's badge from his pocket and shoved it into Cas's breast pocket. "We're humans." He put one inside his own. "And when humans .." Dean straightened Cas's suit collars. "want something really really bad..." He looked up. "We lie."
"Why"
Dean pursed his lips, irritated now, as Kasey chuckled. "Because. That's how we become president."
"Deputy Framingham?" Dean walked in to two men talking. The deputy turned around, clearly surprised. "Hi. Alonzo Moseley FBI. These are my partners, Colleen Twain and Eddie Moscone,..." Dean introduced Kasey and glanced at Castiel, who stood there glaring at the deputy creepily.
"Also FBI." Dean pointedly to Cas, jaw hardened.
Cas realized what he had to do a little late and immediately fished for the badge clumsily while Dean gritted his teeth like what-the-hell. Cas pulled out his badge and held it out. Upside Down. Dean yanked it out of his hand and placed it properly, with a painful expression.
"He's uhh...he's new." Dean fumbled at the deputy who looked at Cas oddly. "Mind if we ask you a few questions?"
"Yeah sure. Talk here though. Hearing's all blown to hell in this one." The deputy said, walking towards his cabin, pointing to his right ear and then his left.
"That happen recently?" Dean enquired as the three of them sat in front of the deputy.
"Yeah. Gas station thing. That's why you're here, isn't it?"He asked, surprised at the question.
"Yes it is. You mind just uhh...running us through what happened?" Dean cleared his throat.
"A call came in. Disturbance out at the Pump n Go on Route 4" The deputy started.
"What kind of disturbance?" Kasey asked.
"Would not have believed my eyes if I hadn't seen it myself. We're talking a riot. Full scale."
"How many?" Dean asked.
"30-40?...In all-out, kill-or-br-killed combat." The deputy said grimly.
"Any idea what set them off?" Dean asked.
"It's Angels and demons probably." Cas nodded to Dean who looked mortified. The deputy turned to him questioningly. "They're skirmishing all over the globe." He explained to the clueless deputy.
"Come again, what did he say?" The deputy asked Dean.
"Demons." Cas said just as Dean said "nothing."
"Demons." Cas repeated and Dean repeated a 'nothing' again, simultaneously.
"Demons. You know. Drink, adultery." Kasey quipped in.
"Exactly. We all have our, Walt. Right?" Dean tried to clean up the mess.
"I guess" the deputy said slowly, eying Cas weirdly and Dean smiled bitterly.
"Anyway. What happened next?" he asked, glaring at Cas to shut up.
"Freaking explosion, that's what. Oh, they said it was one of those underground gas tanks...but I don't think so." The deputy thought, clearly disturbed.
"Why not?" Kasey narrowed her eyes.
"It wasn't your usual fireball. It was..." He searched for words.
"Pure white." Cas completed the sentence.
"Yeah." Framingham stared at Cas. "The Gas station was levelled. Everyone was- it was just horrible." He shuddered.
"Then I see this one guy, kneeling there..." He started again, and Dean and Kasey leaned ahead. This was the fun part. "Real focused-like. Not a damn scratch on him"
Dean glanced at the others. "You know him?"
"Donnie Finnerman. Mechanic there."
"And let me guess he just...vanished into thin air?" Dean asked the expected.
"Uh no Kolchak" Framingham looked at Dean like he was nuts. "He's down at St Pete's"
Castiel leaned over to Dean. "St Pete's" He repeated and Dean looked at him in disbelief and said a thank you which sounded more like a shut up.
"I take it that's not Raphael anymore" Dean said as they looked at Donnie Finnerman from outside his room, shaking in a wheelchair looking sick and fragile in hospital.
"Just an empty vessel." Cas said.
"So this is what I'm looking like if Michael jumps my bones?" Dean asked.
"No not at all. Michael is much more powerful. It'll be far worse for you."
"What? Who?" Kasey turned around, frowning.
"The archangel Michael wants Dean to be his vessel. All the angels want that." Cas answered. "You didn't know that?" He asked her in confusion.
"No. I didn't" She glared at Dean who chose to look away. "Jeez Dean, what else has been cooking up that you neglected to mention to me. And why Dean?" She asked Cas.
"Because apparently, 'it had to be me.' That makes a lot of sense you see." Dean said sarcastically. "Come on, let's go." He said looking at two doctors who were giving them the stares.
An old abandoned house, somewhere in Waterville
It was almost dark outside as Dean paced around, reading through an old book. Kasey sat on the wooden stairs, trying to keep herself warm.
"Where is Cas?" She asked.
"I don't know. Said he had to go to get some stuff for God knows what ritual he's talking about." Dean said flipping through the pages.
"He sure knows a lot of things... we should make a note of these stuffs. It can come handy in future." She said.
"You mean to say the next time we summon an archangel to ask Gods address? No I think we should let this be a onetime experience."
"Would you please sit down?" Kasey asked suddenly not holding back her irritation anymore. Dean stopped pacing and looked up at her for second before walking over and sitting next to her on the narrow staircase.
"Thanks" Kasey smiled and lifted his arm.
"What're you-" Dean started in confusion as she pulled his arm around her and snuggled up to him. She looked up at him, giggling and he gave a dirty expression. "What has gotten into you?"
"I was just cold...needed some heat you know." She laughed, snaking her arms under his over shirt.
"You have something called a jacket right?" he asked though he let his arm pull her closer.
"It's in the car."
"I can get it for you-"
"Shut up." She said and lay her head on his shoulder.
Both of them remained silent.
"You should really call Sam back." Kasey said after a while.
"I thought you'd read out romantic poetry."
"Funny." Kasey said and leaned towards Dean, for a kiss, smiling when he did the same. She pulled back and stared at his face.
"What?" Dean said growing uneasy. She simply stared at him and in the dark, it was hard to read her already unreadable face.
"Nothing." She replied, smiling.
Castiel appeared in the room with the usual fluttering of his wings. He had an antique jar in his hand. Dean immediately freed himself from the embrace and got up.
"Where've you been" he said walking over to Cas.
"Jerusalem." Cas said as he placed the jar on the table.
"Oh, how was it?"
"Arid." Cas replied and Dean rolled his eyes.
"What is that?" Dean asked about the jar.
"Oil. It's very special and very rare" Cas said sitting on a broken chair.
"Great. We're gonna trap Raphael with a nice vinaigrette?" Dean asked wryly not really expecting an answer from Cas. He shrugged. "So this ritual of yours...when's it gotta go down?"
"Sunrise." Cas replied.
"Tell me something. You keep saying we're going to trap this guy but isn't that kinda like trapping a hurricane with a butterfly net?" Dean asked the most obvious question.
"No. It's harder." Cas said honestly.
"We have any chance of surviving this?" Dean glanced at Kasey who now walked over to them to hear the answer.
Cas looked up at Dean. "You do."
Dean closed his eyes trying to understand. "So odds are you are a dead man tomorrow?"
"Yes" Cas said confidently. He looked at Kasey . "She could die too."
"Oh I wouldn't worry about her. She's not going to be here." Dean said airily.
"Excuse me? The hell I won't!"Kasey snapped angrily.
"You said you wanted to help? You can either stay away and be alive to help or be an audience tomorrow and be killed, helping no one. Your call." Dean stated firmly.
"He has a point. " Cas pointed out. "There's not much you can do Kasey"
"Damn. You men are one bunch of sexists!" She complained, stomping her foot.
Dean smirked and looked at Cas. "Well..." He paced around. "Last night on earth...What uhh what're your plans?"
"I thought I'd sit here quietly." Cas said, both palms on his knees.
Dean raised his eyebrows, pouting. "Dude, come on, anything? Booze? Women?" he walked over to Cas to see his face clearly.
Castiel averted his gaze uneasily. Dean frowned, not getting it when he stopped.
"You have been with a woman before, right? Or an angel at least?"
Castiel simply rubbed his neck uncomfortably. Dean walked behind Cas and bent in to speak directly near his ear. "You've never been up there doing some cloud seeding?"
"I've never had occasion, okay?" Cas replied curtly, clearly flushed.
Dean looked dumbstruck. He stood back and nodded, to grasp the situation. He started to say something but held his mouth.
"Alright." He said with finality and grabbed his jacket. "There are two things I know for certain. One" He paused, putting on his jacket. "Bert and Ernie are gay. Two, you're not gonna die a virgin. Not on my watch." He said smiling smugly, proud of what he said.
"Let's go" Dean said to both of them and started towards the door. Castiel looked confused but stood up to follow him.
"You guys go...I'll uhh...I'll stay here." Kasey said awkwardly.
Dean turned and frowned. "Yeah and what'll you do here, you don't even have anybody for giving you 'heat'. Come on."
"Dean. Obviously you're going somewhere I'm sure I won't have anything to do...So I'd rather stay here..." She laughed nervously.
Dean stared at her not knowing what to say. He walked to her. "We'll find something you can do, I promise. You're not sitting here alone staring ahead, that's all I know. Come on." He said waiting for her to give in which she did.
At a Bar
Dean sipped into his wine happily as Kasey sat to his side and Castile opposite him. He glanced at the mortified angel and Kasey and groaned.
"You two look like you've been stabbed. Multiple times." Dean said easily. " I can't believe the two people I've been walking the day with are squeaky clean virgins. That kinda hits my reputation but I'll live" he smiled and took on another sip.
"Well Dean, this is the last place I wanna be right now." Kasey shivered, looking fearfully at the atmosphere which was full of scantily clad hookers and leering men. " No really. I'll wait outside in the car. You can come whenever you guys are done." She almost got up when Dean pulled her down.
"Sit. Kase relax. It's not going to kill you. This is not half as bad as what we're up against tomorrow."
"You're right. This is far worse." She said and dean sighed.
Castiel looked like he would faint. Dean noticed that and rolled his eyes.
"Dude. Relax." Dean complained.
"This is a den of iniquity. I should not be here." Cas said, gulping.
"Dude, you full on rebelled against heaven. Iniquity is one of the perks." Dean explained.
A busty brunette made her way to their table and leaned in a little too much to pour them more wine. " What will you have?" She said eyeing Dean like he was some meal.
"I'm good sweetheart, thanks." Dean smiled his famous grin. She smiled seductively.
"Are you sure? What about your sister?" She asked, referring to Kasey.
Dean smiled at her and turned his gaze towards Kasey.
" Alright. That's it. I'm waiting outside." Kasey started to get up but Dean held her waist tight. He immediately snaked his other to her throat and kissed her slowly on the mouth. He smiled and pulled away returning to the waitress who looked she had been slapped.
"I don't have a sister, sister." He said, the smirk never leaving his face. The woman walked away, stumped.
"What?" Dean asked when Kasey had been staring at him non stop for the last three minutes. He saw a girl who clearly a hooker walked up the table
"Showtime" He muttered.
The girl came over and smiled at Cas this time.
"What's your name?" she asked sweetly.
Cass looked spooked and looked over to Dean for help.
"Cass. His name is Cass. What's yours." Dean smiled.
"Chastity." She replied.
"Chastity." He repeated and she nodded. "Wow. Is that kismet or what, buddy? Huh?" Dean said to Cas who gulped down a whole glass of wine.
"Well, he likes you and you like him, so dayenu" Dean smiled happily.
"Come on. Come on baby." The girl grabbed Cas's hand and pulled him to his feet. Cas looked at Dean, terrified as she led him away.
"Hey." Dean called out and stood up to whisper in Cas's ear. He took out a wad of money and held it for Cas. "Take this. If she asks for a credit card, no. And just stick to the basics okay? Do not order off the menu. Go get her tiger." He smirked to the already terrified Cas. " Don't make me push you."
Dean watched, satisfied with his mentoring as Cas walked away. He sat back next to Kasey who still was staring at him, weirdly.
"Haha. Finally something I'll be proud of. What?" He asked when she did not quit the staring.
"Dean." Kasey gulped.
"Yeah." He raised an eyebrow hinting her to continue. He almost lost his emotional balance when he saw her eyes moist.
"I've never been more sure. I want to Dean." She said, her voice cracking.
"Want to what?" Dean asked, mystified. Want to dance?
"I want to do it. Now. With you." Kasey said, a look of hunger in her eyes.
Now it was Dean's turn to stare. Her eyes were pleading. The two big chocolate brown iris shiny with unshed tears. Her burgundy hair fanned her face perfectly contrasting her pale skin. He decided he would never grow tired of seeing this face.
"Kasey I don't-"
"I don't know if I'll get the courage to say something like this ever again." She laughed nervously, the tear flowing down her cheek. "But Dean. I want to lose my virginity to you tonight. Will you help me?" she asked it so innocently, he wanted to kiss her right there. That was the most graceful way of asking out. He simply stared at her for a few more seconds when his heart knew what to do.
"Stay here." He said to her and walked over to the waitress who now gave him the cold stare.
"I want a room for the night." He asked, already pulling out the money. He felt the excitement almost blinding him. He grabbed the key and walked over to Kasey.
"Come on. " He smiled and held out a hand to her. She looked at it and gave her hand.
"Kase. Are you sure? You're not drunk are you?" He asked, locking the door. He cleared the small remaining amount of doubt in his mind.
"Yes. I'm sure. And I'm not drunk." She said walking over to him, kissing him hard.
He smiled and lifted her up in his arms, taking her to the bed.
Then they were 'engulfed in the flames of fiery human passion.'
A scream woke Dean. He immediately got his senses alert, he shook Kasey's shoulders.
"Kase. Get dressed." He whispered to her and she sprang up, clutching the sheets to herself.
"What's going on.?" She sounded alarmed.
"I heard a scream...I'll go check it out." He said and walked out of the room.
Dean followed the shrieks and yells. He hurried when he realized that was where Cas and the girl Chastity had headed.
"Get out of my face! Leave me alone!" Chastity screeched in the hall way and in front of her stood Cas, his tie loosened and his trench coat off his shoulder. As usual his face was clouded like he had no clue what was going on.
"Bastard! Screw you, jerk!" She picked up a nearby can and shot it at Cas. "I'll kill you!" She stomped her foot. She turned and started to storm off, crying angrily.
"Screw you too! God!" She saw Dean and stopped to abuse him too. Dean stepped back, mystified.
"What's going on?" Kasey huffed as she joined the party. Chastity looked at her like she was her sworn enemy.
"Get out of my way bitch!" She snapped.
Kasey scowled, offended. "Look who's talking. Make your own way. Bitch." Kasey defended herself and Dean couldn't help being impressed.
Dean turned towards Cas and walked over to him, perplexed. "What the hell did you do?"
"I don't know." Cas said sympathetically looking in the direction Chastity had just stormed out. "I just looked in her eyes and told her it wasn't her fault that her father ran off. It was because he hated his job at the post office." Cas said like it was the most normal thing and Dean's eyes fluttered as he groaned.
"Oh no, man" Dean grimaced, not sure whether to be mortified or amused.
"What?"
"This whole industry runs on absent fathers. It's the natural order." He explained. He stopped when he saw two hefty looking bouncers, make their towards them. Dean caught Cas's arm and signalled Kasey. "We should go. Come on."
They hurried out of the brothel through the back door and walked till they were sure they weren't being followed.
Dean stopped, no longer able to hold it. He bent over, laughing. He held onto Cas for support who didn't have clue. Kasey looked at him like he was a lunatic.
"What's so funny?" Cas asked. Dean stood up, trying to recover.
"Nothing." He sighed holding back his mirth. "Whew. It's been a really long time since I've laughed that hard." He put an arm around Kasey as they walked back to the Impala. "It's been more than a long time. Years " he confessed, nodding to himself. His face lost the humour as he stared ahead at nothing.
"You're thinking about Sam aren't you." Kasey stepped away from him facing him squarely.
Dean shifted his gaze to her breaking into his famous smirk. "Wow look at you. Talking about post-coital glow, you sure beat anybody I've ever been with. Your cheeks are on fire...Congratulations Kase, you lost it."
"Shut up." Kasey looked away, embarrassed.
"No wait. Let me tattoo today's date in my mind. 9 22 09. Whoa what a day man. The most entertaining, in my entire crap can of a life." Dean laughed.
"Wait a minute. Did you?- Did you just lose your virginity?" Cas asked Kasey, looking shocked. "Kasey what have you done? You shouldn't have-" He stepped towards her.
"Whoa." Dean stepped in between. "It's nobody's business what she does with who, okay? And if you start about some destiny bullshit then I'll say cut it!"
"You don't understand. She will be punished." Cas said firmly still looking at Kasey who looked back fearfully.
"Like hell she'll be." Dean snapped. "We stick up for each other. That's what we do and Cas, I assume you're on our side."
Castiel tightened his jaw and looked away."I betrayed my garrison for you, Dean. Did it do any good? After everything I did, my sacrifice was still in vain." He glared at Dean. "So do you really think what I do is going to matter. Kasey had a responsibility to remain pure. She had a purpose to fulfil. I really don't know what the consequences will be but it is my duty to warn you."
Dean narrowed his eyes and stepped forward. "Nobody's gonna harm a hair on her head. You hear me? Screw the responsibility man." He said exasperatedly. "Is it like the one that I'm supposed to have? Like being Michael's frigging vessel? No thanks, I'll pass. Why us huh? Why is it always me, my brother and this girl? I think we deserve a goddamn life and the frigging rights to live it our way."
Nobody spoke for the next minute.
"I think we should check out the hospital. Or we'll be late." Kasey said, breaking the silence.
The three of them dropped by at St Pete's. Kasey waited in the car outside as Dean and Cas slipped into Donnie's ward.
" When the oil burns, no angel can touch or pass through the flames, or he dies." Castiel picked up the jug containing holy oil and poured it in a circle around Donnie's wheelchair.
"Okay. So we trap him in a steel cage of holy fire. But one question. How the hell do we get him here?" Dean asked.
"There's well, an almost open phone line between an angel and his vessel. One just has to know how to dial." Castiel walked over to Donnie and bent in to whisper something in his ear. "ra aga ino es. Vi nu ol. Enochia es petey. Pama lagle sol. I'm here Raphael" Cas said in Enochian. " Come and get me, you little bastard."
"Just out of curiosity, what is the average customer wait time to speak to an archangel?" Dean quipped in.
"Be ready." Cas said as he lit the match and let it fall on the oil, making a ring of fire around Donnie.
Fifteen minutes passed as nothing happened. The fire was now residing to nothing.
"Something's wrong." Cas commented.
"You think so? Well, that's half an hour I'll never get back." Dean said as he picked up his bag. "Come on. We need a plan B. Or maybe a plan L for let's think of another way instead of chasing an archangel who's too important to give a rats ass about us."
They walked to the car and Dean filled in Kasey about their status. They decided to return to the abandoned house till they had a new lead.
"So what now?" As Dean drove.
"He's going to come back. He knows where we are going. Where's the holy oill" Cas asked, sitting upright. Dean handed him the jug and before anybody could ask, Castiel vanished into thin air.
Cas popped back in the passengers seat 10 seconds later.
"Mind telling us what that was?" Dean asked, miffed.
"He'll be there when we get to the house. I just made a ring with the oil." Cas replied.
"So. It's trap. I must say Cas I'm impressed." Dean smiled smugly.
They pulled outside the house, a safe distance away but close enough for them to get back in if things went sideways.
"Alright Kase." Dean and Cas got out and Kasey looked at them anxiously. "What's that on your hand?" He frowned and grabbed her hand. Before she could do anything he placed a handcuff on her wrist and locked the other end to the front seat's iron rod of a rim.
"What the hell Dean!?" Kasey shouted. "That was so not necessary.!"
"As a matter of fact it was necessary. You're coming nowhere near the guy. You heard Cas. What if he is really keen on the punishment thing? We never know." Dean grabbed the bags and started to walk away.
"Dean wait!" She called in panic, making him turn. He stepped closer when she didn't say anything.
"Kase we don't have all day."
"I just wanted to say that last night. Was beautiful. Thank you." She gulped, smiling. "And I don't regret it."
Dean opened his mouth but couldn't find the right words. He instead bent in and leaned over to kiss her briefly before walking away.
Just as they were about to enter the house, Cas held a hand. "Dean, wait." He said and stepped in first. Dean followed him and they saw Donnie Finnerman standing in the middle of the room, head bent down. Electric streaks and sparks decorated his back in a wing like structure. Donnie looked up slowly as the sparks resided.
"Castiel." He looked at Cas.
"Raphael." Cas replied.
"Oh, I thought you were supposed to be impressive." Dean said as they walked towards him. "All you do is blackout the room?"
"And the eastern seaboard." Raphael added. Dean glanced outside as untimely lightening and thunder struck the sky. "It is a testament to my unending mercy that I don't smite you here and now."
"Or maybe you're full of crap." Dean said thoughtfully. Dean glanced warily at Cas as Raphael shifted his focus to Dean. "Maybe you're afraid God will bring Cas back to life again and smite you, you candy-ass skirt." Dean smiled bravely. Raphael just stared at Dean with a stoic look. "By the way I'm Dean" he added.
"I know who you are. And thanks to him, I know where you are." Raphael referred to Cas.
"You won't kill him." Castiel said. "You wouldn't dare."
"But I will take him to Michael" Raphael said, a crazy leer in his voice.
"Well that sounds terrifying, it does." Dean chuckled and walked lazily to the ice truck and grabbed a beer. "But I hate to tell you...I'm not going anywhere with you." He took a gulp and turned his back to the archangel.
Raphael smiled eerily. "Surely you remember Zachariah giving you stomach cancer."
Dean's face lost the smile. But he let the smile return when he turned back to Raphael. "Yeah that was...that was hilarious."
"How about I give that whore of yours a little something? Right now?" Raphael flicked his fingers, smiling and Dean looked at him in outrage and shock. "She is probably coughing out her guts now. She deserves it after what she did with you a few hours ago-"
"Stop whatever the hell you're doing, asshat" Dean shouted angrily, glancing out for a glimpse of the car.
"Don't find it hilarious anymore? Well, Zachariah doesn't have anything close to MY imagination."
"Bet you didn't imagine one thing. We knew you were coming you stupid son of a bitch." Dean said lighting his lighter and dropping it to the ground. A ring of fire surrounded Raphael immediately and the archangel looked around in confusion.
"You let her go NOW." Dean gritted his teeth.
"Don't worry Dean. The holy oil will stop all his powers." Castiel assured. "Where is He?" Cas asked Raphael.
"God?" Raphael crossed his arms. "Didn't you hear? He's dead Castiel." Cas took in the news and Dean glanced at him. "Dead." Raphael repeated.
"There's no other explanation. He's gone for good." Raphael said when Cas failed to reply.
"You're lying." Cas finally spoke.
"Am I? Do you remember the 20th century? Think the 21st is going any better?" Raphael questioned. "You thing God would have any of that happen if he were alive?"
"Oh yeah? Well, then, who invented the Chinese basket trick?" Dean asked.
"Careful. That's my father you're talking about, boy." Raphael glared at Dean.
"Yeah. Who would be so proud to know that his son started the frigging apocalypse." Dean rolled his eyes.
"He ran off and disappeared. He left no instructions and a world to run."
"So daddy ran away and disappeared. Didn't happen to work at the post office, did he?" Dean asked genuinely. Cas looked at him, getting the reference.
"This is funny to you? You are living in a Godless universe" Raphael asked angrily.
"And? You and the other kids just decide to throw an apocalypse while he's gone?" Dean snapped angrily.
"We're tired." Raphael said shrewdly. "We just want it to be over. We just want..." He looked at Cas, "Paradise." Cas looked back getting what he meant by the word.
"God dies and makes you the boss? And you think you can do whatEVER you want?" Dean waved his arms around at the situation.
"Yes. And whatever we want, we get." Raphael said, his volume rising. All of a sudden, the windows burst and the wind and rain blew in.
"If God IS dead, then why have I returned?" Cas yelled over the thunder. "Who brought me back?"
"Did it ever occur to you that maybe Lucifer raised you?" Raphael said. "Think about it. He needs all the rebellious angels he can find. You know that adds up."
Castiel looked at him in shock and realization. "Let's go." He said and grabbed Dean's arm.
"Castiel." Raphael called out. "I'm warning you. Do not leave me here. I will find you."
Cas wiped off the water from his face. "Maybe one day." He glanced at Dean. " But today, you're my little bitch." He said before walking out of the house.
Dean smirked and looked at Raphael. "What he said!" He shouted and followed Cas.
"Kasey!?" Dean ran back to the car.
"Dean? What the hell happened?" She was huffing. Her clothes were wet with blood and rain but apart from that she looked fine.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah but that one minute. Oh I thought that was it..." She closed her eyes as he unlocked the cuffs. "He knew about me didn't he?"
"Yeah I'm sorry and all that ..uhh...there you go..." He ran back to the drivers seat.
Dean replayed the whole story as they drove out of Maine. He looked back and found Kasey fast asleep.
"Is she going to be okay?" He asked to himself checking the huge amount of blood on her.
"She has lost some blood...she'll be okay" Cas replied, staring out of the window.
Dean glanced at Castiel who looked pretty shaken up. "Hey, you okay?" He asked after a while. Castile chose to remain silent.
"Look, I'll be the first to tell you that this little crusade of yours is nuts but..." Dean stared at the road. "I do know a little something about missing fathers."
"What do you mean?" Cas asked.
"I mean, there were times when I was looking for my dad when... all logic said he was dead...But I knew in my heart that he was still alive. Who cares what some ninja turtle says, Cas..." Dean looked at Cas. "What do YOU believe?"
"I believe he's out there."
"Good. Then go find him." Dean said like it was easy.
"What about you." Cas asked Dean now.
"What about me? I don't know" Dean shrugged. "Honestly, I'm good." He nodded to himself. "I can't believe I'm saying that but I am. I'm...really good."
"Even without your brother?"
"Especially without my brother." Dean confessed confidently. "I mean, I spent so much time worrying about the son of a bitch" He said exasperatedly. "I mean I've had more fun with you and Kase in the past 24 hours than I've had with Sam in years."
"It's funny, you know. I've been so chained to my family...but now that I'm alone...hell, I'm happy" Dean smiled. He looked at Cas but the passenger's seat was empty. Dean sighed shaking his head as he drove through the breaking dawn
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Authors Note: Did you like it? Please review! I want Kasey to be a badass hunter like Dean!