Hello! I'm sorry that I haven't updated any of my vampire academy fics recently… Anyway, I'm obsessed with Supernatural, so here this is! Featuring a Drunken!Cas and a Worried!Dean and an Exasperated!Sam. Please review!

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or Grey's Anatomy, or Doctor Sexy, or Dean, or Sam, or Cas, or...

In case you are wondering, the 'dark and twisty' came from Grey's Anatomy.

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Dean entered the tiny, dirty motel room to see his little brother's 6 foot frame covering the too-small bed. Sammy's laptop was open in front of him, an online magazine giving clues about their next hunt. Sammy muttered a distracted hello, enveloped in his research. Rolling his eyes, Dean got a beer from the mini-fridge, and sat down to watch TV. Flipping through the channels, he came across a re-run of Doctor Sexy, MD. At the moment, Doctor S. was being told he had 'dark and twisty' personality. Dean glanced at his brother, doing a double take. Sammy was currently wearing his best bitchface. Glancing between the TV and his brother, Dean realized Sam was also 'dark and twisty'. Dean turned off the TV, and went over to his brother to relate his discovery. Sammy glanced at him, wondering why his brother was wearing his 'this is gonna be a good joke' smirk. Dean then said "You know what Sammy? I know what's wrong with you. You're all 'dark and twisty' on the inside."

"Oh?" Sam cocked an eyebrow then said "We're brothers. You're 'dark and twisty' too."

"How in hell am I 'dark and twisty'?" Dean asked acting offended.

"You is 'dark and twisy'on th' outside." A new voice slurred. The Winchester brothers turned to find their angel friend Castiel leaning on the closest wall. There was obviously something wrong with him, as when he tried to take a step, he swayed dangerously.

"What's wrong?" Dean asked, worried about his favorite angel. At the exact same time, Sam asked "Are you drunk?"

"No!" Cas denied, but after receiving a disbelieving look from Sam answered honestly, "Yes."

"What the hell happened to you?" Dean asked.

"I found a liquor store." Cas answered tiredly. Dean guided him to sit on a bed.

"And?" Sam asked.

"An' I drank it." Castiel looked at the brothers annoyed, as though they should have already known this fact.

"The whole store? Dude." Dean commented, sharing a look with Sammy. How do you fix a drunken angel?

"Are you, um, okay?" Sam asked. Cas called him to move closer. When his mouth was at Sam's ear, he hissed "Don't as' stupid qestions." Dean, having been close enough to hear Cas's attempt at a whisper, snickered. Cas gave him an offended look. Dean took on a somewhat sheepish expression.

"Okay, well, why don't you lie down and sleep it off?" Dean commented, helping Castiel to lie down. Sam's bitchface suggested he thought Dean's IQ had just dropped.

"You can't 'sleep off' alcohol poisoning, you know." Sam said.

"Sammy, he's an angel. He's not gonna die or anything." Dean snapped.

"Shuddup." Cas mumbled, eyes closed. "I'm try'n' to ge' past an angles abilty notto sleep."

Sam sighed. "We're sorry Cas." Walking over to the other bed, he laid down in front of his laptop again, to resume his research. Dean retrieved another beer from the fridge, and sat down on the dusty couch to watch the end of Doctor Sexy, MD.

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