Why Did I Wake Up?

"Open your eyes," The gravely voice said into my ears. I barley heard it, with the whole being 'dead' thing. I thought I was dead. I didn't want to be, but Metadouche did. I realize the voice came from Crowley. And for some reason I did as he said and opened them. See, I thought you got maybe some built in shades or something when demons made their eyes black, like they would go to the beach and just go 'It's really bright' and blink their eyes black. That's not the case because when I opened my eyes I everything was fine. No tinted vision or anything. I looked over to Crowley who has a smirk on his face. "Oh Dean, you are brilliant," I looked down to see I had the blade in my hand, and I tossed it away from me.

"Why am I so brilliant? And why the hell would you save me?" I was aggravated. All the King of Hell did is point at a mirror that was next to my bed. Confused I went over and saw. I was a freaking black eyed bitch. "What the hell!?" I blinked several times trying to make it go away back to my normal green eyes that everybody loved. "Why? What?" I yelled at him.

"Oh Dean, you are brilliant. Cain doesn't die that easily," I squinted at him. "Really? You have the Mark, the blade..." He said hoping I would catch on. "Dean, you are Cain," These words hit hard. I stood there speechless.

"I-I don't feel like a murderess demon. I feel like I woke up and need to go back to sleep." I sat back down on my bed and ran my fingers through my hair.

"You aren't going to feel like him until the blade is in your hand. Otherwise you will still be the same old squirrel." I nodded my head like I got it.

"Okay, now get out." I said bluntly. I needed to soak this in, like when you get handed a really good looking piece of pie.

"Oh, one more thing. At this very moment your moose of a brother is summoning me to sell his soul to get you back. What should I do? Take it anyway?" Crowley said half way out of my room.

"Jesus Sammy," I mumbled under my breath. "Just, just tell him to go into my room. I will try to explain to him what is going on," I shooed him away. I was left by myself. I started to freak out, realizing I am one of the things I hunt. I was just so freaking pissed. I sat their fighting tears. A thought ran through my mind on where Cas was. I was scared on what he would think, what Sam would think. Cas was probably with Metatron getting told that I was dead. God, why the hell couldn't I just stay dead. Minutes passed and I finally heard footsteps running towards my room.

"Dean!" Sam yelled in his concerned, nervous cry. I hear this whenever I am hurt or lost. He rushed into my room and stared. "Dean? You died? How are you...?" I didn't trust my voice so I blinked instead, showing my new glossy black eyes. As I suspected he pulled his gun on me. I didn't even flinch. I blinked back to green.

"Sammy, it's me." I saw in his face that that didn't convince him. "Cowley brought me back. I am the new Cain," That made him more confused. "I am me, the pie loving hunter, but when or if I take a hold of the Blade I turn into Cain. Crowley thought it was a good idea." I gave him my 'sorry but this is how it has to be' face. Sam finally put down his gun and sat down at my desk.

"Dean? I was going to say that this doesn't make sense, but it does. I mean I am just glad you are not full time Cain." He gave one of those laughs you would do when you have nothing else.

"Dude, this is not okay! I am what we hunt! I am an abomination! Crowley said I was brilliant, that's when you know I am messed up," I was almost yelling by now.

"It is just going to take some getting used to, Dean. I mean we could use it to our advantage. You are what we hunt, but only when you hold the blade. We will lock it up when we are not in need of it. Dean everything will be okay." He walked over and put a hand on my shoulder. I just shook my head.

"No it won't." I muttered under my breathe. I didn't want him to hear that so I just smiled at him. After a few minutes of sitting in silence Sam walked out the room stating he was going to make dinner for us. I stayed in my room and played with my eye colors. After a while I started hearing yelling from in the other room. I got up quickly and grabbed my gun. I turned the corner and saw Sam waving his hands and shouting at something.

"Why don't you ask Crowley! I wasn't there to watch him be brought back!" I heard Sam yell.

"He should not be like that. I am just glad there is a way for him not to be Cain all the time, and just be Dean." Cas. It was Cas. My heart started pounding and I put the gun in my belt. I still stood there.

"Why don't you talk to him? He most likely wants to talk to you," Sam stopped yelling. Cas didn't respond so I stepped forward. I expected Cas to start throwing punches as me, but all he did was step forward and hug me. A real sincere hug. He was shaking. I hugged him back, it felt nice.

"I thought you were dead. Metatron told me you were dead." His voice shook with pain and heartbreak. I felt something wet fall on my shirt and suspected it was tears, so I hugged him tighter.

"I'm not Cas. It's me. I'm me," I whispered in his ear. I heard Sam walk away to the living room. "God, it is so nice to see you," Now tears were falling down my face. We slowly released from the hug and I saw that his eyes were all red and puffy. I put a hand on his neck and smiled. "It's me, Cas."

"I know," Is all he said before he cupped my face and kissed me. My mind swirled with all different thoughts, but I ignored them and closed my eyes and melted away into his ruff lips. I had always dreamed of this moment just never thought I would be half demon. It was just a nice moment. Neither of us wanted to go further at the moment. We just wanted to take each other in. I put my hand in his hair, oh god was it soft. I mean really soft. He hands went around my neck. He released from the kiss first and I smiled at him. "No angel has ever kissed a demon," He said looking me in my eyes.

"It's just me that you kissed, not Cain." I kissed him softly. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that." Cas smiled at me and I smiled back. "Dinner? I think it's burgers," Cas nods excitedly. We both walked to the kitchen and we saw Sammy making the burgers.

"No salt on yours right Dean?" He gave me a smirk showing he was joking.

"Shut up," I bounced back.

Dinner went well, I guess. We talked about Cain, Crowley and Metatron. At the end of dinner there where seven burgers eaten and zero progress made on what to do. "We will kill Metatron," Cas blurted out. Me and Sam looked at him with surprise. "We will kill him."

"Okay, but then wouldn't Heaven have anarchy?" Sam asks putting the dishes in the sink.

"No, I will take over. But not as a dictator like Metatron and Niomi. I will just help them along, the angles are like sheep," He didn't look hurt that he just called his own people that. I patted his back.

"Well, than let's do it Cas." I started walking to my room but turned around. "Tired Cas?" I pointed to my room and raised my eyebrows.

"I don't sleep..."

"Not the point, come on," I waved my hand towards my room and Cas followed.