A/N: Hello! I hope this goes well. It sounds so good in my head, but who knows. Maybe it will be shit : )
Background Info: Cas has no angel grace and is going to join the brothers on a hunt, I don't really know when it is set season wise, so let's roll.
Summary: The almost truth comes during a trap, but Castiel needs to know the truth.
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters etc. etc. Also, I have never been to some of the places mentioned in here, so please cut me some slack? Awesome! FYI, I will probably be switching POV in chapters, something I hardly ever do, but I will do my best to keep it to one POV per chapter. Thanks!
Dean's POV:
When his knuckles rapped on the windshield, I jumped so high I shook the car. It was 10p.m. and Sam and I were getting some sleep in the parking lot of the graveyard.
Instinctively, my brother and I reached for the nearest weapon. The outline emerged slightly from the shadows and was basked in like from the sunrise. Cas bent in half to peer through the window.
"Shit, Cas, where have you been?" To be honest, he has been on my mind a lot lately and it was a relief to see he was alive. I kicked open the door and stood out in the cold.
He looked decent, even if they haven't heard from him since he lost his grace. He still had his trench coat, stains dotting it here and there, and his backwards tie, hung loosely on his neck.
"I've been many places. Word gets around and I heard you were coming here. So I thought I could see you." He shrugged and looked at the sky, as if he were judging the stars.
"Of course." Sam said, leaning over in the passenger seat. "We could always use another man on the job." I nodded and motioned for Cas to get in the back seat. He did and slammed the car door shut.
"What are you doing in this remote town?" He piped up from the back seat. We filled Cas in on the job in this town. Strange reports of stolen corpses from freshly made graves. The last five victims didn't have anything in common. Sam and I decided it was a ghoul, and if it wasn't, we would handle it like we always do.
"We are staying out to see if we can catch the ghoul in the act." I said, and ducked my head to look over the stillness of the night.
Grave stones popped out of the ground like daisies and like the scene of a horror movie, fog drifted quickly with the chilling breeze. The smell of graveyards were never my favorite, but this one had an extra chill to it.
"You are fighting a ghoul?" The ex angel sat up in the back so quick the impala shook. I looked at him through the rearview mirror. His blue eyes were bright and confused. "This is no ghoul…"
"How do you know? You don't have any angel mojo." I spat. He recoiled in hurt a bit. Shame swept over his face. I opened my mouth to apologize, but Sam butted in.
"But we talked to the cops and the victim's families. It all points to ghouls."
"And when has anything been exactly what it turns out to be?" Cas said, his head tilted almost scornfully. Sam looked at me and shrugged. "I'm just saying that something doesn't feel right."
I took a deep breath and let it warm my body, to the tips of my fingers. "Well, I'm going to gank this son of a bitch. Anybody in?" Sam pushed his long legs out of the car and all of us unlocked the trunk of the impala, and grabbed weapons.
Cas grabbed a demon blade despite Sam saying it was definitely not a demon. I grabbed my favorite pistol and Sam gripped onto a rifle with blade stuffed in the inside of his jacket.
The impala's trunk echoed throughout the silence of the deserted highway behind us and the twisting trees of the graveyard.
"Something still doesn't feel right." Cas said from behind me as we took the first step into the dew covered field.
"Let's split up. Cover more ground that way." Sam suggested.
"Sure." I nodded and cocked the pistol. "Cas you cover Sam." He took a step towards me.
"But Dean-" Cas looked at me. His eyebrows knitted together. I couldn't peg what was in his eyes. Something vulnerable, human, just like me.
"Go. We will meet on the other side by the tombstone with the angel." I straightened my shoulders and nodded, pushing the knot in my throat down.
Cas's POV:
"Come on, Cas. Scout ou this area, I'll be over here." Sam motioned. I looked over my back to see the last of Dean's legs disappear into a valley of fog. I nodded and held the knife in my hand, stepping carefully in the grass.
I accidentally stepped on a grave, and the headstone bumped against the back of my knees. I whispered sorry. I looked at Sam, a yard or two away from me. He waved me forward and I met him behind a tall tree.
"Did you see anything?" I asked and he shook his head, hair following each finite movement. Suddenly, a tingling sensation crept up my spine and fizzle on my neck. The air got colder and the indefinite smell of sulfur started wafting in the fog.
"Sam, we need to get Dean. It's a trap-" I snapped my head around the tree when I heard the slightest sound. A snap of a branch.
"What is it, Cas?" Sam loaded his rifle with a few bullets.
"Something's out there…" I warned. Sam stepped out from behind the tree trunk and held the weapon close to his chest, scanning the area for any movement. A dark figure moved in the shadows, but stopped right before the moonlight.
"Hands up or I shoot." Sam's breath came out in puffs and he switched off the safety. I looked around the tree and the person advanced.
The barrel of Sam's rifle smoked as the gunshot rang out as if it were a firework display I was standing to close to. My ears rang, but I could over hear laughter, evil and slow. Emerging from the shadows, the person stepped forward, basking himself in the moonlight.
Dean's bloody face looked up at us. A gaping bloody hole blasted though his side where Sam shot him. His shoulder was ripped to shreds, where his anti-demonic tattoo was. His jacket hung loosely on his shoulders and the rank smell of stale blood and sulfur made me stumble back an inch.
"It feels good to wear a Winchester." Dean's eyes flooded with black.
A/N: Okay. Well that was fun :D
If I get positive feedback on this story I would be delighted. It took me a week to write because I have school, a new job, and lots of other things to study for. So I will do my best to update soon, but I don't know how well I will do. Anyways. Happy Easter!
Love you, if you are reading this!