For all my life, I've been so fucked with you could say I was a whore. From demons to hell, and angels to heaven, even fucking purgatory. But this was as crazy. But I'll spare you the chit chat and get right to when shit hits the fan.
Team free will, fighting demons, ganking witches, the usual. Cas seems to be alright since the angels fished him out of purgatory. I don't know why they would want rescue him. It just doesn't seem right. Heaven practically hates him so it made Dean think they had an ulterior motive.
Dean was pulled out of his train of thought by his moose of a brother. "Hey man, got some take out." Sam placed the plastic bag full of Chinese takeout. Dean perked up. He rubbed his hands together and rummage through the food.
Dean looked up to his brother, his puppy dog eyes looked hurt. "My pie?" Sam shrugged and chuckled. Sometimes, Sam thought, his brother was just like a child.
"No Dean, I didn't get pie. You know, you're going to get a heart attack if you keep eating this stuff. Even the take out is bad." Dean was about to interrupt him by the angel beat him to the punch.
"Actually Sam, though you would be correct in most cases, when I pulled Dean from hell, I had to build is body from scratch as it was not fit to just place his soul back in. So I made it so he has organs as healthy and fresh as a young child."
Dean beamed a proud smile at Cas. "Thanks Cas, I knew you were on my side." The angel sat down, with a very smug look, happy with Dean's praise. Dean opened the fried rice and piled more than he usually would just to prove a point to his brother. Then he piled sweet and sour chicken on top.
"Also Dean does need my healing frequently so I clean his arteries in the process." Dean's face was slightly red with anger and he glared at Cas, obvious embarrassment.
Sam sneered at him and took out a salad he bought for himself. A few moments later, Dean glanced over at Cas. "Hey Cas, don't you want some?" The hunter motioned to the food containers with his fork.
Cas shrugged, "My vessel does not need food to sustain itself while I'm using it."
"Cas it's not about eating, it's about enjoying. Gabriel and Balthazar ate all the time and it did nothing to them." Castiel still wasn't buying it. "Come on Cas, just try it."
"Okay Dean, I will try the food from Chinese origin." Cas loaded a small sample of everything Sam bought. Fried rice, sweet and sour chicken, teriyaki chicken, and cabbage.
The angel tentatively took a fork and stabbed a piece of chicken. He glanced at Sam then Dean. Dean gave a motivating smile and urged Cas to eat it. Cas brought the fork up to his mouth and ate the chicken.
His face stay emotionless as he tested out his taste buds. Dean and Sam waited for his reaction. His eyebrows raise as he swallowed. "Not bad," Cas mumbled as he lifted another fork full to his mouth.
Dean laughed at the angel and Sam rolled his eyes. The day went well up until we were about to penetrate the vamp nest. It was around nine o'clock when they arrive at the old run down barn. They parked around a third of a mile away so they wouldn't be caught.
They took out their machetes and knives and injections of dead man's blood. "Sammy, you take the front and chop a head or two to get their attention and me and Cas will attack from the back. Got it?"
Both the boys nodded and arranged their attack. Of course is a little different than what we expected.