Sam Winchester had just lost his brother again. Even though it wasn't the first time Dean had died, it was just as painful because he probably would not come back again. When Crowley never showed up Sam kicked his supplies that were on the floor in frustration. His face was sticky from crying, and he felt the tears come back. What he had said earlier that year that he wouldn't do the same for his brother, he was so wrong. Why did he say that to him? He left the safe and went to his favorite spot in the library, sitting down and resting his head on his hands. Crowley walked up behind him with his little peppy skip.
"Hello Moose." Crowley startled the Winchester.
"Crowley? Where were you I was-"
"I know, I can not bring him back." Crowley watched as Sam's expression changed, from shocked to grief.
Crowley sat down in the chair nearest to him and polity put his hands on the table.
"Listen, I uh, need to explain something to you." Sam looked up at the king of hell.
"What?"
"Cain was not a demon even when he had the mark. He only became a demon when he died."
"Ok...So?" Sam shifted in his seat, not yet understanding what Crowley was getting at.
"Dean died with the mark."
"You...No...Please tell me you aren't saying what I think you're saying." Sam stood up, realization hitting him. "So where is he?!" He shouted when Crowley didn't respond.
"Where you left him probably." Crowley started playing with one of the papers that was laying on the table while Sam sprinted up the stairs and to the room where he had last saw his brother. He didn't go through the door, he stopped and thought for a second. He pulled his gun and and silently walked into the room to see his brother standing and looking in the opposite direction of Sam.
"Dean?" Sam muttered with fear in his voice.
"Sammy!" Dean turned around and grinned at his brother. Sam lowered the gun and still had doubt about his brother, so he didn't put it away.
"Dean, i'm so...Crowley told me about the mark...what it does..." Sam spat out but couldn't get the words out.
"Oh yeah? Well...Sorry bro." He chuckled and eyes flickered to black. Sam held his gun up again and looked away for a second, disturbed. "Sammy...I'm not going to-"
"I know! I just...Don't trust you!"
"...I understand Sammy. You shouldn't" He laughed.
"Follow me...please." Sam back away still pointing the gun. Dean shrugged and followed. "Whatever you say cowboy." Sam led Dean into a demon trap and sighed once his brother stood in it.
"A trap, really?" Dean grinned.
"Yeah. Really."
"You know I can- never mind." Dean walked around the inside of the trap in boredom. Sam took out his phone and called Castiel. Of course he did not respond, he was too busy with Metatron. With a sigh the only human in the room stared at Dean, walking around and observing him.
"Do you mind?" Dean asked with a sassy look. "I know i'm different now Sammy but that stare is just uncomfortable."
"Yeah i'm uncomfortable too, with this whole situation." Sam stopped walking and looked down. "You know what, fine. I'm still going to leave you in this trap until we get this figured out but I'll stop with the stare."
"Thank you." Dean nodded.
"Yeah...Uh Hey look i'm going to go grab something to eat and call Mrs. Tran. I'll be back in a bit, and Dean."
"Yeah?"
"Stay there don't try to leave."
"Alright." Sam left the room and Dean waited for him to leave before stepping out of the trap. The stupid thing doesn't work on a knight of hell. With a smirk drawn sharply on his face, the demon went to his room and grabbed his own cell phone. Then he went back down the stairs to the kitchen. "hmmm" Dean grumbled, curious if he was able to eat food while looking into the fridge. When he closed it and turned around he was shocked to be face to face with Castiel and another angel lurking further away. Castiel's eyes widened and he shoed the other angel away.
"Dean...?" Castiel looked closely into his eyes.
"uh, yeah, hey Cas." Dean tried to move away but his was cornered.
"I thought...you were...oh no..." Castiel back away.
"What?"
"You're a demon, Dean. I can tell. But you are Dean...I was scared this would happen." The used to be Angel looked pained. "The mark does...that..."
"Yeah I know. Uh, Cas any word about Metatron?" Dean changed the subject.
"Ah Yes he is heavily guarded in a prison cell up in Heaven." Castiel's expression changed to pride. "We uh, are well on our way to getting back to Heaven, Heaven."
"That's good, that's great Cas!" The demon walked up to him and put a hand on his shoulder. "Look at you, big macho man helping dad pick up the kids." He chuckled and Castiel smiled at this.
"I'm glad you haven't changed..." The Winchester wandered around the room some.
"You too Cas. I do feel different."
"That is to be expected. You have fewer emotions now Dean, if any human ones other then joy." Wherever Dean walked Castiel's eyes followed.
"I know. For some odd reason its a relief." He sighed and gave the man a trusting look. "I just...feel better now in general."
"You look better." Castiel nodded and a small grin grew on his face, but Dean made it go away quickly when his eyes flickered to black.
"Ya think?"
Castiel's mouth opened when Sam walked into the room.
"DEAN! THERE YOU ARE!"
"Oh yeah sorry. That trap doesn't really work and I got distracted." Dean motioned towards Castiel. Sam's eyes averted to the man.
"You ok Cas?"
"Yes, Dean seems almost human aside from certain views and aspects. We were talking about Heaven." The man in the trench coat explained. The youngest brother looked relieved, and sat down in a chair nearby. Dean was admiring the fridge from afar with his eyes still black, and Castiel stared at him.
An angel walked into the room and tapped on Castiel's shoulder, but when his attention was not received the angel just whispered into his ear, then backed away. It took him a bit to process what he had just heard but then a grin appeared on his face. He turned and looked at Sam who was giving him a curious gaze.
"They found a way to break through, and to get my grace back."
"That's great!" Sam jumped up, happy to hear the news.
"Looks like dad isn't going to go childless ey Cas?" Dean turned and smiled at him.
"Thank you, I have to go immediately. Let me know if there is any trouble." He nodded and left.
Dean looked at his brother and his smile widened. "Sammy, nows the time for celebrating and bonding."
"Well..."
"Please?"
"Dean I know you are happy but-" Dean's grin turned to a deep frown and he growled.
"You annoying fuck." He punched Sam unconscious.