Chapter 1:
"Dean, we're only trying to help you!" "Bullshit! You're not doing this for me. You're doing this for you. I don't get it. You can leave me now and have that 'no hunter' life that you have always wanted. So why are you still here?" "Because we're brothers. We help each other. That's what we do." "Well not anymore. Get used to it." I saw a gleam in his eyes and I knew that I had him. Sam turned around and took something from the cart. "You will be thankful later…" he said in an absent voice. He turned around and threw something at me. Holy water. "Aaawwwww!" THAT SHIT BURNS! When the pain subsided, Sam had already left.
I just sat there in the dark. Bored mostly. When I thought the fun would be over for tonight, I heard the heave door open. Nice. I would still have some fun. The storage closet was pushed aside. "Well, I didn't expect you to come tonight. What can I do for you?" He looked at me with his blue eyes. "Dean please, we only want to help you." he said. "Cas, I will tell you the same thing that I told Sammy. I don't want to be 'helped'. I am good the way I am right now." "But Dean-!" "Look, I get that it's hard for you. I do. You liked me when I was human. So of course it is strange to feel affection towards a demon right now. But it's still me." I gave him a cocky smile. Cas was just standing there with big eyes.
"Didn't think I knew that, did you? It's okay Cas. No worries." He was still standing there. Looking at me like I was something scary. Of course I was a demon now, but you would think he had seen me so many times now that he should have been used to it. It wasn't like I had changed that much. I was still me. Only better if you ask me. Sure, I could be a little violent. But I always had been. I just embraced it more now. But it had always been there. "Dean, you're trying to get to me…" Cas said in a soft sad voice. "Why are you trying to get to me like this? What did I do to you?" He looked at me. His blue eyes filled with sadness. God, those eyes…. No Dean, stop it. You have a mission. You have to get out of here! "Cas, I'm not trying to get to you. I already have. I'm just telling you the truth. Things you already know." Cas looked down at the floor. "I hoped that you would listen to me." He said. "I will. Tell me what you want to tell me. I'll listen." If it was between him or Sam, Cas would be the better person to get me out. He wanted to see a glimpse of the old me somehow better than to actually get the demon out. Sure he wanted to get it out, but Sam could mostly see the demon and me somewhere deep inside. Like I was trapped. Cas somehow saw both of us at the same time. Like the demon-me was just an extra extension that he had only just noticed.
Cas looked at me with pleading eyes. Still trying to decide wether he should try to talk to me or just leave. "I don't know, Dean…" "Ohw Cas, come on! Just tell me." I had to play this smart if I wanted to get out. "I'm sorry, Dean. I can't." He looked at me. I could tell that he thought this was a hard decision. Time to play the old trick. "Okay Cas. I get it. If you want to tell me, you can. I'll be here." I laughed about my own joke. Cas nodded and walked back where he had come from. He pushed the storage closet back and a few seconds later I heard the door close. I relaxed again. He would be back…