AN: Ok peeps here is Chapter 2... So this one might be a little dull because I followed very closely to ' Its the great pumpkin Sam Winchester.' This seemed like the best episode to pick the story up from since its the first time Cas mentions rebellion and its the first time he smiles ^_^. ALL chapters after this will be better. I just needed to pump this one out to set the stage as it were -_- Enjoy!

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Dean could almost feel his heart breaking for Sam when Uriel uttered the words " Say's who?" Sammy had been so eager to believe in angels. He wanted so badly for them to be real. Hell his eyes lit up when he found out that they were real. As if the very mention of their existence could save him. So when Castiel and Uriel turned up in their motel room, Dean thought that it was going to go fine, even if they were douche bags. Sam would finally meet the Messengers of the Lord and maybe he would begin to see reason.

Castiel was about as emotive as the first time Dean and he had met... which was comparable to a rock. It was almost comical when he took Sam's hand and spoke of what he had been doing with Ruby. Sam's face twitched from one emotion to another while Castiel's face remained still as deep water.

The angel wasted no time getting to business, discussing the witch they had been hunting, how it was connected to Sam Hain which evidently enough was a seal... which was why the angels were even there. This was all information that the boys were able to swallow... It was when Castiel introduced Uriel that they started having problems.

Speaking of Uriel was the first time Dean had noticed any emotion from Castiel that was not 'rock' or wrath. Dean remembered very clearly when the Angel of the Lord in a bad trenchcoat shoved him around in that Kitchen. " You should show me some respect." and God help him but Dean felt chills at those words. " I dragged you out of hell. I can throw you back in."

Was that Annoyance? The emotion flickered across Castiel's face so fast that Dean almost didn't catch it. But it had been there.

"Uriel... Is a specialist."

" What Kind of specialist?" Dean's voice was quiet with fear of what Castiel might say next." What are you going to do?"

Castiel turned to Dean. " Both of you need to leave this town immediately."

" Why?"

"Because we are about to destroy it."

" That is your big plan? To smite the whole friggin town?"

" We are out of time, this Witch has to die, the Seal cannot be broken." The fact that Castiel sounded like a friggin record player really did not help the small amount of panic that was rising in Dean's chest. Then Sam spoke up and Dean felt a lump grow in his throat.

"There are a thousand people here." He said

"1,214 to be exact..." Uriel corrected.

" And you are willing to kill them ALL?"

" This isn't the first time I have... Purified a city..." The calmness in Uriel was infuriating.

The rest of the conversation... argument really was forgettable in Dean's eyes. It was Sam's voice piping up; " No, you can't do this, you're Angels... you are supposed to show mercy."

and Uriel... That feathered bastard actually chuckles. " says who." that was what broke Sam's heart. Dean was almost surprised that Sam talked about it later and all he could say to mend Sam's faith was " Babe Ruth was a dick but baseball is still a beautiful game."

And then it was a race against time to find the Witch and gank its ass. In the end they weren't able to stop the rising of Sam Hain... but they WERE able to defeat him before he did any damage. The town was essentially saved. Even though they had failed and that was good enough for Dean And apparently Castiel too.

He came to Dean the day after before they had left the town. Dean was sitting on a park bench and contemplating what had happened. Failing had never felt so... right before. They had failed in every sense of the word and Castiel explained as much, but the town had been saved.

" So your orders were to follow my orders?" Dean was perplexed

" It was a test to see how you might preform under... battlefield conditions, you might say." Castiel answered. His heart swelled slightly with pride. Before he had been so stoic for Uriel's sake. But he had been rooting for Dean all along. He has been watching Dean since before he had been given the order to raise him from Hell. Castiel knew in his heart that Dean was going to make the right choice and he didn't let him down.

" It was a Witch, not the Ted Offensive." The human quipped. The joke was made out of pure reflex but Dean did not expect Cas to actually laugh. The smile was small but it light up the Angel's eyes momentarily and Dean Decided to himself that the Angel needed to smile more often.

Castiel's heart hurt, listening to Dean. He couldn't bear to let him think that he cared so little. "These people, they're all my father's creations. They're works of art, and yet, even though you stopped Samhain, the seal was broken and we are one step closer to hell on earth, for all creation. Now that's not an expression, Dean, it's literal. You of all people should appreciate what that means."

Castiel almost couldn't believe he was saying all of this, but the words were tumbling out of him. Being close to Dean was making him remember cradling that soul in his arms. Thinking ' How can someone so flawed be so beautiful... Castiel's throat constricted in a very human way and he asked. "Can I tell you something if you promise not to tell another soul?"

Once the words were spoken, he almost wished that he would reach out into the air and grasp the waves of sound before they hit Dean's ears, but of course that was impossible, even for him.

" Okay..." After hearing all that Castiel. had Said, Dean was beginning to change his opinion of the Angel. Sure Angels were dicks but Cas... He was beginning to sound ok. Really stuck up... but ok

Castiel stole himself a moment, preparing to tell Dean something that he had barely even told to himself. "I'm not a… hammer as you say." he paused in disbelief that he was saying these words. "I have questions, I have doubts. I don't know what is right and what is wrong anymore, whether you passed or failed here." But this was not about the Angel he knew... this was about Dean and finding out how far one man could go. " But in the coming months you will have more decisions to make. I don't envy the weight that's on your shoulders, Dean. I truly don't."