Notes: AUish & Set at the end of 5.04 The end. Sam and Dean however are still separated. As always your feedback and reviews are helpful and appreciated :)

The Weight of Love Blinds Eyes: Chapter one

It was moments like these that he cherished,where the hunter,could just lay back,forget about how messed up the world was and just relax. He saviored them,they were pretty rare,most of the time the oldest Winchester was off saving some poor bastard,but for now he slept,he damn well deserved it.

He lay spreading out on the bed in the latest of sceazy motel rooms that he visited from time to time.

Letting out a pleasureable moan he lay diagonally across the single bed,tucking himself in,he couldn't even be bothered to get himself undressed,not like it mattered anyways,he was in no ones company since him and Sam went their own separate ways.

He yawned closing his eyes,starting to feel the wheels inside his brain shutting down,even if he just got a few hours sleep it would make all the difference.

Just as he began to drift off,he felt his mobile vibrating beside him,his eyes closed still feeling around him for it,flipping the lid open when he finally did and put the phone to his ear "hello?"

"Dean..it's me?"

Dean groaned the familar gravily voice of his nerdy angel in a trenchcoat "Cas? Again with the cellphone?" Ofcourse,he couldn't reach him any other way,he had been branded with enchoian.

" These things are annoying and pointless,but yes."

Dean turned over onto his side looking to the side table at the alarm clock,it read 3.23am, he groaned unimpressed sitting up on the edge of the bed "Well what is Cas huh?"

"We need to talk Dean,about the Micheal sword."

Dean groaned once more pulling himself up from the bed"Cas...do we really need to talk about this now,I have to sleep."

"Sleep?"

Dean rolled his eyes"Yes sleep,I'm human Cas I need to recharge the batteries now and then,can you just-" he sighed "come by tomorrow,we'll talk then okay?"

Castiel licked his lips standing in an empty field "umm yes."

Dean immediately hung up tossing his head to the pillow,closing his eyes.

Since learning about being an apparent vessel to an archangel named Micheal he went into denial. Angels were dicks,he learnt that last year but were they liars too? Demons lie all the time,surely angels did too.

He didn't want to think about it now,putting it to the back of his mind,he lay there staring up at the ceiling with eyes still closed,feeling himself drifting off into a deep sleep.

It only felt like he had been asleep for 5 minutes when he found himself shooting out of his slumber.

"Son of a bitch"he bellowed out,his ears ringing "Cas for the love of god will keep the noise dow-"

"Interesting-" an unfamilar sound echoing around the room.

Dean fixed his eyes towards the voice, a shadowy figure appearing in the corner of the room,standing with his back turned to Dean.

"C-Cas?" Dean stuttered slowly and cautiously pulling himself out of bed reaching over to his duffel bag at the right hand corner of the bed for a weapon,he didn't care what just anything to put this intruder down.

The figure jerked,their right shoulder blade spasming out of shape,a very eerie sound escaping their lips "You won't be needing that."it spoke turning to face the older Winchester.

Dean gulped keeping a calm stance taking the saftey off "who the hell are you?"

He chuckled the sound from the figure sounding male,dark and graveily "I am you,you are me."

Deans' eyes widened a wetness appearing on the palms of his hands gripping his favourite pistol tightly "enough of the cryptic you son of a-" the Winchester became speechless mid sentence as he witnessed who it was...himself.

"Haven't I just met you...what the hell are you doing in this time,has Zach played with the space-time continuum again?" it still freaked him out,looking at the mirror image of himself,like he did when he met the 2014 version of him not 2 weeks ago, and then he shows up again.

He chuckled putting a single finger to the Winchesters lips "SHHHHHHH...no more talking."

When Dean didn't speak,he was forced to nod.

"Good,I'm happy we have an understanding"he paused putting his head to the side,glaring into Deans' eyes as if trying to understand him "take a look at yourself,what do you see?"

Dean frowned,his head filled out with confusion,this wasn't his future self not by a long shot "Wh-who are you?"completely ignoring his question.

"I am what you are to become,the savior of the universe,the peacekeeper"he smiled raising his hands in a god-like manner.

Dean stared back at himself "Well lucky me"he replied back a hint of fear in his voice.

"Do not be afraid,I'm not here to hurt you only to protect"he put a hand to his cheek and smiled "you may sleep now."

A pool of white light surrounded him suddenly jerking up from his bed,gasping for breath. He looked around him,reaching for the lightswitch on the lamp bedside his bed,his eyes turning immediately towards the corner,no one standing there,what a messed up dream,he thought to himself.

Confusion clouding his mind,he removed his shirt the handprint Castiel left when he was dragged out of hell still present on his arm it stung like a nasty burn. "what the hell is going?"he muttered to himself.

Cas will know,Cas always knows whas going,maybe he could disyphere what his dream meant,because Dean certainly didn't have a clue.