Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, just toying with their minds!

Note: It's official, our Castiel is a sinner, we can see it throughout the whole series! He does actually commit all seven sins (although I had trouble finding an envy example...).

Summary: Castiel finds himself thrown into a peculiar situation that involves sins. All sins.

No worries, though, the nerdy little dude with wings is tough and knows his business.

Someone's obviously playing with him, but who? Only Meg knows... (but she won't share the secret... She should be willing to share something else, though)

Yes, Castiel is a sinner:

Gluttony

"How many [hamburgers] is that?"

"I lost count. It's in the low hundreds." (Dean Winchester & Castiel)

Wrath

"I rebelled, and I did it all for nothing! So keep your opinions to yourself!" (Castiel)

Lust

"You're watching porn?!" (Dean Winchester)

Sloth

"I booked a room for Cas in the honeymoon suite for five nights." (Dean Winchester)

Pride

"I am your new God. A better one." (Castiel)

Envy

"Crowley was right. Things are not going well for me upstairs. […] Most of the time, I'd rather be here." (Castiel)

Greed

"Are you really going to swallow all the souls of Purgatory into your own body, Castiel?" (Balthazar)

Chapter 1: Introduction

There was something about this town. He knew it. He could smell it. It just didn't feel right. Sitting in the backseat of Dean's cherished car, Castiel was sure only he could sense something was wrong, here. The brothers, sitting in the front, seemed completely unaware of it. Dean was slightly singing as backup to the song that was playing on the car's radio. Some old rock'n'roll tune, from what Cas could tell, based on his limited knowledge in the area. And Sam was rocking his head to the rhythm of the song. No, Castiel was positive, the brothers didn't suspect a thing. Then again, how could they? This small Wyoming town didn't seem that menacing at all. It was a sunny day, the passer-byers seemed jovial enough and the homes and shops were all very welcoming. Still, with the powers of Heaven at his disposal, Castiel couldn't help feel ill at ease.

"Now I'm on my feet again!" Castiel heard Dean singing with the band, which disturbed his musings. "Better things are bound to happen, all my dues surely must be paid! Many times and many tears, times were heard, but now they're changin'! You should know that I'm not afraid. Oooooooh, I want you to stayyyy! Ooooooh, I'm ready for looooove!"

Castiel frowned, irritated. It seemed as if Dean couldn't be singing louder…and more annoyingly. And Castiel simply didn't understand where Dean's apparent good mood was coming from. After all, the Apocalypse was still menacing and Lucifer had yet to be trapped in his cage.

"Ooooooooh! I'm ready for looooooove!"

That was it. Usually, Castiel didn't get irritated easily – and least of all by Dean – but today was different. He wondered if the town's unusual atmosphere had anything to do with his mood, but all he knew was that he needed to get out of the confined space he was currently sitting in.

He closed his eyes and flew away without a farewell, knowing the Winchesters were used to him disappearing by now – and if they still weren't, it was all the same to the angel.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself standing on a rooftop. As he looked down, he saw the Winchester's car go past.

"Hello, Clarence!" he heard from behind and turned around at once, ready to defend himself.

"On the edge, aren't you?" the demon noticed, a smirk on her lips.

"What are you doing here?!"

"Well I'm disappointed. I expected you to be a little more thrilled to see me."

"Why would I be? You're an abomination! You don't even deserve my pity."

"Well, at least, he will be glad. It all worked as he had hoped," Meg said, pleased.

Castiel frowned, confused. "What are you talking about?"

"Oh, you really thought it would be that easy? Come on! But I promise that if you're patient, it will all become clear shortly."

"I'm not in the mood for games. Tell me what's going on!" Castiel growled.

"Tsst! Tsst! And you used to be so calm… He really did a good job, I give him that."

"Enough, Meg!"

"Sorry, handsome. You do look hot when you're angry. Too bad it's not that sin… Well, no matter, we'll get to this one eventually!" She purred.

Castiel only frowned, getting increasingly confused.

"The deep emotions you're feeling, right now, Clarence. What do you think this is? This is what humans call anger. Wrath. You see, an angel can feel, after all. This is but a taste of what's coming for you," she explained – which didn't help enlighten Castiel as to what was going on. She sighed. "I would have loved to keep chatting, honey, but…you know what they say! Business is business, so what do you say we get on with ours?"

"That would be a good thing."

"You can call this a…game."

Castiel frowned. "Why am I sensing Gabriel is behind all this?"

Meg burst out laughing. "Why, you really think I would work with an angel? Even worse, an archangel? One with a terrible sense of humor at that? You underestimate me, Castiel. I work with the real deal, not buffoons."

"Who, then?"

"I won't give names. But I will state the rules. Your two BFFs will be involved."

"Leave the Winchesters out of- of whatever this is!" Castiel growled in anger.

"Too late for that, I'm afraid," she said with a devious smile on her lips. "You will find yourself confronted to various situations. Deal with them as best you can and everything should go well. For everyone involved."

"What if I don't react according to your…plan?" Castiel asked, accepting the fact that he had no choice but go with this, whatever it was.

"You won't."

He frowned, surprised. "What is the purpose of this?"

"It's for you to face your fears," she affirmed, coming closer to him. He didn't take a step back but stood his ground. When she was real close to him – when what Dean called personal space was entirely violated – she leaned and whispered in his ear. "I trust you to do this right, Castiel." He could feel her warm breath on his ear and neck, and such closeness felt nice. Castiel, you're a sinner. So sin!"

She put her hands on his eyes to shut them and whispered. "And now, soldier of Heaven, broaden your mind."

Castiel felt a pressure on the back of his neck and everything suddenly blurred.

TBC

Author's note: What did you think, fellas? Wanna see Cas sin? I know I do! ^^