Shades of Grey

Why was the world never fair?

To have your own son tell you about the supernatural when you've been fighting against them for years must be the comical act of God. If he didn't want to seem suspicious he would have laughed, because really what has the world come to if his own son thinks he knows about the supernatural.

He wasn't stupid, he knew that the world had its fair share of evil. He'd gotten rid of most of it in his prime time; hell he'd even married the angel he fell in love with. Sure Castiel had to change the guise which he paraded around in for him to see it, but the feelings were always there. Cas always had a way of surprising him, whether it would be the manners of life or death or even just the smallest of things. Sure the angel never quite got the essence of being human, but damn did he try. He even went as far as getting Dean pie when he was upset with him while he was being chase around be rogue fallen angels.

So when he had to go back to heaven after everything that happened took Dean's heart away. He knew that if God called upon him he would leave reluctantly, but go nonetheless. The worst was Stiles, the little ten year son that the both of them had. There was no way to explain why his mother was going to leave for a long period of time; neither of them knew for certain if Castiel was coming back, so why lie to their son that he would?

No, they pretended that Castiel died in the best way possible. Something that as he grew older he knew to be swift and painless, but as a child would show that she would never come back again. Hell, Dean would never admit this; even to his younger brother that he couldn't hold together without the love of his life. He's already lost Lisa and Ben, he couldn't lose another family to the world around him.

When Dean and Castiel decided to get married they both agreed that they would go and leave hunting for good. Even Sam agreed that he would leave and stay away from their happy life. All of them figured that if they couldn't be found that they would be safer from the world around them, and that no one that they knew would die because of a vendetta for they did. And if one Winchester could be found the other was known to be close by, so they went as far as going to different states on opposite sides. Sam called his cell every so often to just talk about life.

So when Stiles told him his story about werewolves he was smiling on the inside. He got this far by himself, if Castiel and he decided to train him as a hunter he would have been a fine one; almost as great as himself. He surly would have made a name for himself that was for certain. But the two of them wanted their son without prejudice and hate for the unknown, if Stiles wanted to become a hunter after this was over he be glad to help but it had to be his decision. They didn't want to remove the choice factor of life, being a Nephilim he could accomplish anything in life and he should be the one to choose greatness.

But when he feigned innocence of the subject and rejected his idea, he knew that Stiles would be bring hard evidence; a werewolf herself. But just as the wolf was going to change her form she fainted, and as much as he would just believe; that was his experience talking not the new persona of John Stilinski he just kept on denying the facts around him. He didn't want to believe that the situation was supernatural because that would mean his plan failed and Stiles was in serious danger.

However when those words hit his ears his heart sank for the second time as John Stilinski, ripped right from where his tattoo still stood and shattered into millions of pieces.

"Mom would have believed me."

Yes he was being a hardhead, but that was Dean's speciality. Being the jerk of the situation, he listened to Stiles' ridiculous explanation to the unexplainable. And he did believe in the words that his son was saying. Yes werewolves were real, emissaries helped this kind of werewolves for years; it held true within his dad's journal. But that wasn't why he couldn't take his word for it.

Dean was so deep within denial that he was swimming in it. Nothing was going to penetrate the thick skull that was Dean Winchester, no one but Castiel was capable of such a thing.

Maybe Stiles did somehow within his little rant about the supernatural activities that's occurred over the past year. He made a deal with Castiel that if Stiles found out that he would tell him everything. Leaving a note to Stiles on his bed was a stupid idea, but it was the only thing he could thing of at the time. If Stiles was right and this Darach thing was a supernatural being he needed help. Doing his own quick research showed only the worst in the creature, its lore was terrifying that Dean knew Derek's pack or even the Alpha pack couldn't be able to defeat the thing alone.

"If I go missing call (947) 541-9855 and tell him everything. I'm sorry for not believing in you son, your old man just doesn't want to go back to the trenches."

And that was that. He went head first into the building after he heard Lydia screaming, knew that the worst was about to come. He may be unprepared for this chapter of his life, but as anything with the supernatural he dove in nonetheless. He always had backup for these types of plans; well that or a backup plan but he didn't have time to do either.

He was the feign innocence until Stiles found him, or he was found out. That the plan he had; try and bring the Darach as a man who knew nothing and didn't believe in the unknown darkness, as John Stilinski the sheriff of Beacon Hills, California and hope that his son finds his note or that he'll have the breathe to pray to Castiel later.

Especially since he was taken captive and only Lydia, Scott and Stiles knew exactly who and what took him.

Author's Note: I wrote this as a result to "The Girl Who Knew Too Much" and a fanfic I read in the SuperWolf category. Hope you all liked it

Also I'm thinking about writing more, but I'm not sure yet