A week, a whole week since Dean was back on earth and still no one could explain how he got there or why, at least of all: thanks to whom? He was wandering around the empty streets of some old town they were passing through, with no place in particular to go to. He and Sammy were on their way to... hell he had no idea where they were heading, too much did he think about why he was here. Why him? Why should anyone save HIM from hell?
"Because god commended it", said a stranger behind him. Dean spun around to face a man who was suddenly standing before him. How did he get there?
"What?"
"I said you are here because god..", the stranger started to repeated.
"Yeah, yeah, like god would give a shit about me", Dean said sarcastically.
"Of course he does Dean, he loves you, he cares about you, you are needed...", the guy listed a LOT more things about 'god' and 'Dean is so precious'. Dean mouth fell open in disbelieve. Here he was, just trying to get a pie and some nutjob talked him full of weird stuff about god.
"Dude, I don't know who you are and honestly, I don't care! But I definitely don't swing that way." Dean turned to leave but stopped and addressed the stranger a last time, "by the way, if you want to hit on somebody, try to give them your name and number but don't, don't ever try to tell them about god! That will never work."
"I'm sorry, Dean. My name is Castiel and I don't have any number...", Castiel apologized and tilted his head slightly.
"How do you know my name you sonofabith? Who the fuck are you?"
"I'm the one who gripped you tight and raised you from perdition on gods command."
"No again that religious shit", Dean muttered, "Right... so you are an angel..."
"Yes I am."
"...and you saved me from hell..."
"Yes I did."
"...because you had orders from god..."
"Yes I had."
"...and you have wings..."
"Yes I do."
"...can you say something else than 'yes'?..."
"Yes I can."
"You, my friend, are a nutjob", he declared confused.
"So are you Dean, my friend", replied Castiel.
"Good point." laughed Dean, "Lets get find the next bar, get drunk and have senseless sex the whole night."
"If you wish so Dean."
"Great ...what...wait no.. I mean... oh forget it" Dean was so going to hell.
Again.