I hope you enjoy my first ever fanfiction. This is a Destiel fic but there will be action and adventure in it, as well as romance. Takes place a few weeks after Season 6, Episode 15: The French Mistake.
Disclaimer: Supernatural and all of the characters described do not belong to me. They are the property of Eric Kripke and the CW.
"What do you mean we have to go to a different dimension?" Dean asked slowly, his voice strained.
Castiel looked solemn and tired...and something else. Ever since the war in heaven had begun, Dean had noticed little changes in Cas. His deep, blue eyes didn't shine quite as bright as they once had, he could no longer see that bright light that seemed to always illuminate his friend.
"Dean, please, I understand that I was wrong when I let Balthazar send you and Sam unwillingly into another dimension, last time. That is why this time I am explaining my plan to you beforehand. You and Sam must come with me, it isn't safe for you to stay here while I am absent." Castiel looked so exhausted that Dean almost just agreed right there and then, just to try and make things a little easier for Cas. But he remembered his last experience in another dimension and couldn't help but questions Castiel further.
"Listen man, it's not that I don't want to help, but you gotta tell me what it is we're gonna be doing in this dimension. Don't just drag us along with you, blind, 'cus you think we'll get ourselves killed if you leave us alone." To be fair on Castiel, they probably would end up dead if he wasn't around. Raphael would surely take advantage of the opportunity and try and dispose of the Winchesters without Cas being around to fly to their rescue.
Castiel sighed and seemed to realise Dean wouldn't agree to anything more, unless he gave him some details.
"Alright," Cas said. "I believe there is an item, in this dimension I speak of, that I could use to my advantage, against Raphael."
"okay..." Dean said, inviting Castiel to continue. "And this item is..?"
Castiel hesitated, looking away from Dean. For a moment, Dean thought Castiel would refuse to tell him, and felt hurt at the thought that Cas didn't trust him. Then he just felt angry: Castiel hadn't told them jack squat about the war upstairs and he was sick of being left in the dark.
"Cas, you gotta give me something to work with here." He tried to say it as kindly as possible, but his words echoed the exasperation he was feeling.
"It's a medallion," Castiel finally replied. "It holds great power and I need it if I'm to stand a chance of beating Raphael."
Dean nodded. Now they were getting somewhere. "Alright...so are we gonna take the places of our other dimension selves like last time?"
"Not quite," Castiel replied carefully.
Frowning, Dean took a closer look at Castiel. He looked uncomfortable and the way his gaze darted around, looking at anything but Dean, whereas normally his eyes would be plastered on him, made Dean's heart give a little lurch of disappointment. Not this again...
If he'd told himself once, he'd told himself a thousand times: he should not be letting Cas affect him like this. But, truth be told, ever since he'd first laid eyes on the angel, he hadn't been able to get his piercingly beautiful blue eyes, and rumbled, dark hair out of his head. At first he'd thought it was because Castiel was an angel, and all angels would have a similar effect on him, but when Uriel, Zachariah, Gabriel, Balthazar and any other angel he'd met, even Anna, had failed to make a similar impression on him, he'd realised his feelings for Cas were due to entirely different reasons.
Castiel's gaze finally settled on Dean, pulling him back to the situation at hand.
"In the dimension we will be visiting, the gender which you possess in our dimension is inverted," Castiel finally answered, obviously not thinking Dean would take this well.
Dean just stared, open-mouthed until Castiel prompted him by saying his name questioningly.
"So what you're saying is I'm a chick in this other dimension? And Sam?..And you?" Dean would have found the idea hilarious if he wasn't so busy imagining Castiel as a girl. The guy pulled of the whole male thing pretty well, he wondered if he could pull of being a girl half as well. Before Dean could help himself he was thinking, not for the first time, how things might have been different if Castiel had chosen a female vessel, instead of Jimmy Novak's male one.
"Yes," Castiel replied hesitantly, "meaning I can't just replace us with them like I did the last time you went to a different dimension. People would miss our other dimension selves and we wouldn't be able to fill in for their absence. I would have to turn us into females to replace them, but I'm sure that is an experience you wish to avoid."
"Yeah, I could do without that. Okay, well at least I'm prepared then. Hopefully I'll recognise myself in this other dimension and stop myself from hitting on her. I'm sure I'm just the bell of the ball," Dean laughed.
Seeming relieved, Castiel began to smile in response, which made Dean, in turn, smile. Dean was glad to see some of the weight that seemed to be hanging over Cas these days had momentarily been lifted.
"If I'm honest, I didn't think you'd take this as well as you have," Castiel said.
Dean grinned, glad to see how relieved Castiel was that Dean was going with him, with minimal resistance. "Well, at least you're telling me something about this war. Come on, let's get Sammy and get going."
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