This takes place after Season 8. It is my own after that. Not Season 9 compliant at all.
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Castiel sits in the library, he is researching Egyptian Witchcraft. He really doesn't need to do much research. He has retained his knowledge. He knows more than the google ever could tell him. He wants to just sit in here and be away from everyone at the moment. Kevin is always tired, Crowley is mostly human and even more emotional than Cas is. Cas just wants to get the hell out of the bunker. He can hear Dean yelling at Sam. They keep moving further away and he can no longer understand their words.
"Come on Dean, I'm bringing Cas with us." Sam argues.
"Sam, he isn't ready for this. He hasn't quite grasped the whole human thing yet. He can get hurt." Dean kept trying to make his point.
"He was a warrior in Heaven. He may not be able to smite anymore, but he can fight and he is strong. He has been stuck in this bunker for 2 months Dean. We are taking him. Dean, I know you want to protect him. You are going to have to let him come hunt with us. It is what he wants. You have to just admit..."
"Sam, shut it. No chick-flick moments. We are not talking about this. He is not coming. I am not going to worry about him the whole time."
"Ok, what if he comes but sits in the car when we go into the house. It should be a pretty easy job."
"Fine, but he stays in Baby."
"Eventually you are going to have to address that you have feelings.."
"Shut your cake hole bitch."
"Jerk."
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"I hate fudging witches." Dean sighs from the front seat of Baby.
"Dean, we need to take this serious. Egyptian Craft has been around for thousands of years." Sam injected.
"He is right Dean. There are not many people who still practice the Egyptian ways. It is powerful and you need to be careful. Most of the spells that are cast by these witches are not done with malice. Most are helpful, healing." Cas explains.
"My contact has told me there are two witches in there and they are starting to practice the dark end of Egyptian Craft."
Dean looks over at Sam. He really does hate witches. Those bitches are always screwing up his life. "Who the hell is this source?"
"They didn't give me their name Dean. They knew how to contact us, another hunter had given them our names. I have Kevin and Charlie looking up everything they can about the spells they use in case we need to break one or clean up"
Dean wonders why the other hunters didn't just take care of the witches themselves. "Ok Sam, lets hit this. Locked and Loaded."
From the back seat Cas tilts his head and looks confused at Dean. Cas doesn't understand the comment. Dean smiles at Cas. It isn't like Cas is cute when he tilts his head like that, not at all. "Stay in Baby Cas. No matter what."
"Yes Dean. Be careful."
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Sam takes the front door and Dean takes the back. Dean walks up the back steps and sneaks a look through the door window. He doesn't see anyone, but he sees candles burning. He slowly opens the door. The room he walks into from outside is the kitchen. Off to the left he sees the flicker of a candle in what looks like a large mud room or pantry.
Slowly Dean makes his way into the room. He notices words written all over the walls. There is a red candle lit and a bowl of water on the floor. He sees things floating in the water, some red stuff and looks like a piece of gauze. He sees a paper in the bowl with something written on it.
Dean hears Sam walking in the front rooms of the house. "Sam, in here."
Sam enters the door way of the room. "The house is empty. What is all this?"
"Beats me. I guess it is some kind of spell they were about to cast. Looks incomplete though,maybe they are going to come back."
Sam looks up the walls and he starts reading the words. "Isis, Goddess of Love, Holy Spouse, You who cause lover to embrace one another..."
Dean listens to Sam. He looks back into the bowl. He reaches in and takes the paper out to read it. The paper says "Dean Winchester". "What the hell?" Dean turns to show Sam as Sam finishes speaking. His vision goes blurry and then blackness.
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Cas sits in the car waiting. He is hoping that maybe next time Dean will trust him enough to let him help in the hunt. Cas knows he is ready to be useful for Dean again. He wants to make sure Dean thinks he has value.
He hears something. He knows he isn't supposed to leave the car but he can open the door. Dean wouldn't be mad about that.
He listens close. "Cas! Cas I need you!"
Castiel throws the door all the way open and runs for the sound. Sam is yelling. He doesn't hear Dean at all.
It takes less than a minute for Cas to find Sam. He is in a small room. Dean is laying on the ground. Cas doesn't think twice as he drops and drags Dean into his lap.
"Sam? What happened?"
"Cas I don't know? Everything was fine, the house was empty and we were just looking over the room. He just dropped as he turned to talk to me."
Dean stirs a bit and whispers out, "Cas."
"I am right here Dean."
Dean seems to fade again.
Sam stands up and knows he needs to get control of the situation. "Cas, Take Dean and get him in the car. I am going to look around here and see what happened. If I don't come out in about 5 minutes, hell, I guess come drag me out."
Cas stands and takes Dean in his arms. Cas knows he is lucky Dean is not awake for this. It seems like what Dean calls a chick-flick moment.
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"I don't know Charlie, He was just standing there, he reached into the bowl and then dropped." Sam is yelling into his phone. He is pacing back and forth out side the room.
"Ok Sam, calm down. Go into the room and tell me what the bowl has in it." Charlie asks.
"Yeah, ok." Sam walks into the room and sees the bowl knocked over on the floor. "The bowl is spilled out. Wait there is paper near it. It has Dean's name on it. What the hell?"
"His name? Sam, what else is in the room?" Charlie asks, Sam can hear the worry in her voice.
"Um, Red candle, gauze, and there are words all over the wall."
"What words, Tell me so I can look it up."
"Ok, um, Isis, Goddess of Love, Holy Spouse, You who cause lover to embrace one another..."
Sam hears Charlie gasp into the phone. "Sam that is an Egyptian Love and Truth spell. You said Dean's name was written on the paper? Sam, what were you doing when he was reaching for the paper?
"I was reading the wall, out loud." Sam realizes he may have cast the spell. "Oh shit. Charlie, what did I do?'
"Ok, let me look. Calm down there, Merlin. Ok, all the information that I can find says that it is a love, passion, and truth spell to unite true love. No harm does it cause. Those are the exact words. It appears that it makes the person it is cast on to be able to only tell the truth to their true love. It is supposed to make the person unable to hide their feelings. What ever they are thinking , they will say. Whatever he wants to do, he will do it." Charlie sighs and Sam can hear the clicking of her computer. "Ok here is my advice. You cast this and I don't know how to stop it. We both know Dean. He is so not going to be happy about this. He can't even admit to himself that he loves Cas. You need to keep him away from Castiel until I can see if it can be broken. I mean we both know that they love each other, so we know who Dean is going to be all open and honest with. Stay away from the bunker for a few days Sam, let me look into it."
"Charlie? Dean is in the car with Cas right now. I brought Cas with us."
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Dean opens his eyes and sees Cas. He is laying across Cas in the back seat of Baby. His head hurts.
"Cas?" Dean speaks out and sees Cas look at him. He looks straight into Cas' eyes. Dean has never seen anything so beautiful in his whole life. "Your eyes looks like the sky and the water both fought to color them and neither won, so they shared." Dean is quite proud of himself for his poetic coolness, he should write that down.
"Thank you, Dean. Are you ok? You are looking at me rather funny." Cas tilts his head and looks over Dean's face.
Dean smiles up at Cas. "Did I ever tell you that it drives me crazy when you tilt your head like that? It really does."
"I am very sorry that I drive you crazy, Dean."
"You can drive me crazy anytime you want Cas" Dean takes his finger and traces Cas' jaw line.
Cas doesn't move. He has waited for Dean to touch him for years, waited to be more than just an angel. He wants to be Dean's.
Dean places his hand behind Cas' head and begins to bring Cas closer to him. Cas' breath catches in his throat. Dean tilts his head to bring his angel's lips to his.
"Dean!"
Dean startles. He looks out the open door and sees Sam looking at him.
"I'm a bit busy right now. Come back later." Dean glares at Sam.
"He is busy Sam." Cas stares at Sam.
Sam just looks at the two of them. Dean is spread across Cas with their faces inches from each other. It is actually not that odd to see. The two of them have been skirting around this for years. Maybe this spell would end the constant eye fucking the two of them do. It was getting old. The constant sexual tension in the bunker was driving everyone crazy.
Sam decides that he at least has to tell Dean what is going on, at least that way he can't blame him in the end.
"I see that guys. I need to talk to Dean for a minute Cas." Sam tells them. "You can tell me now, Cas can hear anything you have to tell me." Dean says hardly taking his eyes off Cas.
Sam sighs, "Fine. Dean a spell was cast on you in that room."
"God Dammit Sam. I hate fudging witches" Dean scoots up and climbs out of the car. He starts pacing back and forth. "Ok, so am I going to grow another head? Turn into a toad" Hit me with it Sam. How bad is it?"
Sam looks at Cas still sitting in the car, then to Dean. "Dean it was a love and truth spell. It will make you say what you are thinking to your one true love, no matter if you want to say it or not. It will also make you act on feelings you have, whether you want to hide those feelings or not. It won't make up feelings Dean. They will be your own feelings, your own thoughts and actions."
Dean stops and looks at Sam. His eyes wide and Sam actually sees fear in them. Dean looks at Cas. Cas has his standard head tilt as if he isn't understanding what Sam is saying.
"God, you are beautiful." Dean smacks his hand over his mouth. "Sam, Duct tape, now."
"Dean, don't get all crazy. Maybe it is a good thing." Sam tries to calm Dean down.
Dean thinks back to what he has already said and almost did. "Holy shit. Sam, get him out of here. I can't do this right now." Dean turns from the car and walks off.
Cas watches Dean walk away from the car. He looks at Sam. "What is the matter Sam. I don't understand what he is mad at. Will it hurt him?"
Sam sighs. He is unsure what to tell Cas. He doesn't want Dean mad at him, but he feels like Cas has the right to know what is going on. It isn't fair to Cas to have Dean all over the charts with his emotions. "I was reading the wall in the house and I cast the spell that was there."
"Sam, the spells that Egyptian crafters use are specific. Dean should not be effected by it at all. It has to be cast for him for it to work on him."
"Cas, his name was on the paper in the bowl."
"How?" Cas stands up and walks to Sam. He is angry and Sam is a little nervous. He has seen that look before and Cas is usually smiting a demon when he sees it. He may not be able to smite now, but he still is scary as hell with that look. "Sam, who is your source? Who has done something to Dean."
"I don't know Cas. I was told they got our name from another hunter. I am having Charlie try to trace the information I do have."
"I need to know what it is that was cast. We have to help Dean." Cas is still looking very angry.
"It won't hurt him Cas. Not physically, though Dean is not too happy about it. I am not sure I can tell you more Cas. I am not sure if he will be mad."
"I heard you say it maybe it was a good thing. What do you mean?"
"Let's just get Dean home and I will try to explain it. There is nothing left here to help."
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