Dean stood and watched as the carriage took away the other human screaming murder and that he would return for his son. His eyes narrowed as he slammed the door returning to the dungeons when a flicker of light startled him as he went up the stairs and he zeroed in on Sam waiting in one of the coves.

"What do you want?" he snapped glaring at him.

"I'm telling you not to ruin this" he hissed at him. "This could be it, the chosen one, and the one who is meant to break the spell"

"Leave me alone" Dean hissed at him as he stormed up the stairs and walked into the room standing still to watch him.

Castiel felt the hollow ache spread in his chest and the tears that had been brimming fall slowly down his cheeks. He looked up when the door opened and he stared at the creature, the beast in contempt.

"You never let me say goodbye, I'll never see him again!" he shouted over to him before bowing his head in defeat. He didn't see the look of guilt flash over the creatures face before it faded into stony silence.

"I'll show you to the room"

"What? I thought I was your prisoner now?"

"Do you want to stay in the dungeons forever!?" he shouted over noticing the flinch back in fear. Dean swallowed turning his head away while Castiel shook his head with a weak "no" as he stood up.

"Follow me" he said in a cold voice as they walked out and Dean snatched Sam up from the cove using him as a light. Sam gave him a look which Dean pointedly ignored as they walked down the corridors with Castiel trailing behind slowly. Castiel had never seen a place like it as he took in the haunted pictures and statues of demons that filled the corridors He didn't understand how anyone could live like this and peeked over to the beast walking down the corridor muttering to the candle.

"Talk to him!" Sam muttered with a knowing eye when Dean glanced back to see Castiel staring around looking afraid, his eyes wide and his cheeks flushed from tears.

"The castle is your home now, you can go anywhere you want apart from the west wing" Dean said slowly looking at Sam who slapped a candle hand into his face.

"The west wing? What's that?"

"It's forbidden!" Dean said in a burst of anger startling him to step back in fear. Castiel opened his mouth to protest and instead nodded with narrowed eyes taking in the hood covering half of his face like he was afraid.

"What should I call you?" Castiel said as they continued down to the room.

"Dean" he snapped glaring at Sam who was nodding encouragingly at him.

"Dean" Castiel murmured softly and almost colliding with him as they stopped at a white door and Dean stepped back pointing at the door. "This is yours and yours only"

Castiel glanced back with a nod as he stepped into the dark room with a shiver. It felt unwelcoming and a wave of loneliness swept over him.

"If you need anything, my servants will attend to you" Dean said when he turned to face him. "Tonight you will join me for supper"

"But I…"

"It's not a request, do you understand?"

"Yes"

"7pm or else"

"Yes…"

Dean nodded slamming the door shut behind leaving Castiel alone in the room as he stepped back with a small gasp looking around the room. He shivered in the coldness of the room and his eyes drifted over to the falling snow outside. Castiel walked over peering outside and swallowed hard not wanting to show fear but it was too hard not to. His thoughts drifted to his father and the realisation he was stuck here was like a blow to the heart as he slumped to the ground burying his head into his knees with a small sob needing to let it out.

Back at the village, Bobby was adamant as he looked for help but being labelled "insane" and "crazy" was not helping as he ran into the local inn shouting for help.

"Balthazar!" he shouted running to the man surrounded by friends as they joked and laughed drinking. "My son, my only boy, he's been taken! The beast, there's a beast in a castle in the forest"

"How drunk are you, old man?" Balthazar said with a sneer shoving him back. "You and your insane ideas, you should be locked up"

The chorus of laughter startled him as he stared at the mocking villagers laughing at him.

"It's no trick! I need your help!"

"Insanity, get him out of here" Balthazar laughed cruelly as the villagers grabbed Bobby chucking him out of the inn into the cold snow. The freezing snow covering him as he rolled and stared blearily at the inn, he coughed pushing up and staring around the snowy area.

"I'll have him locked up when I take what is mine?"

"Castiel? I thought he rejected you" a voice piped up only to be stopped when Balthazar punched him to the ground with a snort.

"Publically rejected" he said with a hand over his face. "No one rejects me, I will have Castiel, he will be mine and I'll lock that lunatic up"

His friends glanced at each other seeing the maniac look in his eyes but cheered for him anyway. Bobby heard the cheers and glared at the door before staring up at the sky feeling the chill from the winter settle into his bones.

Castiel was still on the floor when he heard a small knock on his door startling him out of his daze. He stared at the white doors in confusion before pushing up and walking over pausing to listen.

"Who is it?"

"Ellen, love, I was wondering if you wanted some tea" a small voice said.

Castiel blinked opening the door to see no one and gasped when a little teapot, cups, and a milk and sugar pot wandered in. Castiel gasped scuttling back crashing into the wardrobe in horror and covered a scream with his hand when it moved.

"Watch it, I have clothes all stored up in here"

"This is…this isn't possible, how…" he said looking at the talking wardrobe and down at the teapot on the floor.

"Oh hush, we're here, it's happening" Ellen said nudging Jo who stared up at him.

"You're handsome" Jo said with a gushing as she swayed back and forward only to be disturbed by Ellen who nudged her with the snout.

"I'd like that tea" he murmured as he knelt on the floor staring up at them and the wardrobe.

"You said your name was Ellen?"

"Yes, I'm Ellen and this is Jo, my daughter, and that gigantic piece of wood is Anna"

"Enchanté" Anna said opening her doors. "I was a maid here"

"It's a pleasure to meet you" he said looking down as Jo hopped over to him full of tea which he picked up taking a sip. "This is nice; it's very cold in here"

"We'll get a fire going for you love"

Castiel nodded glancing over to the window with a pained sigh.

"What is it child?"

"I've lost everything, I'll never see my father again, and I'm here for the rest of my life"

"It'll be okay in the end"

"Do you really think so?"

"Of course, now, we better be going…we have a supper to prepare for tonight" she said in a strong voice signalling to Jo who hopped after her as they exited the room. Castiel watched in fascination till the door was closed and he was left with Anna. He peeked up at her from the floor surprised to find he didn't feel afraid as he stood up cocking his head at her.

"I see the master of the house has ordered you to dinner"

"Ordered indeed" Castiel said bitterly folding his arms. "I'm not going"

"Oh no but you must!" Anna said moving towards him all huge and in a state of worry. "He will be very, very upset if you don't attend…"

There was a small cough as the door opened and Castiel turned in surprise to see a clock run in and screech to halt.

"Supper is ready, sir, he is expecting you"

"You can tell your lord and master that I am not coming"

"What?" Gabriel said in horror. "But you must"

"I must not do anything and as a prisoner and also a guest I refuse his hospitality" Castiel said huddling in his cloak to sit on the bed. "You can go and tell him that"

Gabriel glanced at Anna who opened her doors in a mock shrug. He bowed his head leaving and shutting the doors behind him.

"Bugger" Gabriel muttered before heading down the stairs to find Dean. Dean was staring into the fire growing more agitated and irritated by the minute as he glared up at Sam perched on the top of the fireplace watching him in concern.

"Where is he? I told him 7pm…why is not here?!" Dean shouted up at him.

"He was very afraid when I went to see him, just give him time" Ellen said jumping in and perching on the side. "He will be here, have some patience"

"Patience!? I gave an order which I wanted him to obey" Dean snarled turning to look back into the fire.

"Brother, you have to be patient, he's lost everything…you saw how he was before" Sam said glancing over to Ellen who met his eyes. "He could be the one to break this spell…"

"Don't you think I know that? Don't you think I have been thinking about that since he arrived?" Dean shouted back at him. "I know what must be done"

"Brilliant! The spell could be broken in no time!" Sam said with a hop of delight.

"Do you really think it's going to be that simple? The boy was terrified…" Ellen said directing a look over to Dean who glared back at her.

"How is that my fault?"

"Your temper is one thing"

"Shut up, Sam!"

"See this is exactly what I'm talking about, Dean, the rose is starting to wilt day by day and…"

"I know! But how am I supposed to do this?! I don't know what to do, he's beautiful in every way, and we can all see it and well…look at me!" Dean said gesturing at his body and turning away. "I'm disgusting, deformed, and I don't know if I can do this"

"Well you can and you will" Ellen said jumping in with a hint of anger in her voice as she jumped off the glaring at him. "You need to control that anger, Dean; you will scare him away if you keep this up. You need to charm him, make him feel safe and protected him here, Dean, because right now we are all he has in the world"

Dean opened his mouth to argue or agree when the door suddenly opened startling and he turned expectantly to greet him when he saw Gabriel slink in sheepishly.

"Good evening your liege"

"Gabriel, where is he?!"

"He's, um, well he's in his room and he's, well, he's not coming" he said trailing off when he saw the raw anger flash in Dean's eyes. Gabriel scuttled back hitting the wall when Dean stormed out of the dining room in anger.

"Come on!" Sam urged as they followed after Dean who stormed in pure rage hammering on the doors.

"I told you to come to supper!"

Castiel jumped startled from the bed walking over to the closed door with narrowed eyes.

"I will not be ordered around and I am not hungry!"

"I don't care, when I tell you to come you will…" Dean shouted through the door.

"Dean, please, your temper" Sam said gesturing at the door.

Dean licked his lips the best he could regaining composure and attempting to rein his anger in.

"It would be a great pleasure if you attended supper…with me" he said in a low voice.

"No, I'm not hungry!"

"Well fine then!" Dean shouted back furiously. "If he won't eat with me then you're not eating at all! You can starve!"

If Sam could sob in frustration he would be doing that right now as he watched Dean storm away after punching the door enough for it to splinter and crack. The three watched in despair until Gabriel straightened up.

"Sam, you keep watch on our guest and we'll clean up" Gabriel said in defeat as Ellen followed after him and Sam stared up at the door. He stood tall as he watched the door waiting for any sign that he would come out and deep down he hoped he would. Dean kicked the doors of his tower in with a deep growl of frustration. How was he supposed to charm him when he could barely get a handle of his temper? He knew he was disappointing Sam, the staff, everyone who was relying on him to do something, to fall in love, to break the spell that had been over them for ten whole years. His eyes went to the rose on the table, it was beautiful, serene, and almost gave a calming pulse to the devastation around him. His hands dragged down the glass creating a squeal that would send a shiver down anyone's spine.

"How is this supposed to work?!" he shouted to no one as he walked outside to his balcony covered in snow. It fell around him silently and he stared down at his clawed hands repulsed.

"It's hopeless…how could he love me?" he whispered to no one staring out across the castle feeling every little bit of hope filter away into nothing.

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Castiel looked out of the window to see snow still falling but the night was finally here. His eyes went over to Anna now quiet after lengthy arguments with her that her "master" was okay once you got to know him but Castiel argued back the best he could. Dean was not kind, he had seen no kindness. Dean had taken his freedom, his father, his dreams, and everything he had hoped to have to now be a prisoner. His stomach rumbled pained for food and he sighed heading towards the door hoping that maybe the whole castle was asleep. He pushed open the door peeking around into the dark hallways seeing nothing and hearing nothing but silence.

Castiel crept out shutting the door with a near enough silent click as he moved away from his bedroom door not before stopping to stare at the sudden cracked panel. He swallowed hard walking down the hallway heading to the stairs. Sam who had been dozing against the wall jumped to alert when he saw Castiel's figure descend down the stairs and gasped hopping after him in a panic.

"Another supper wasted!" Zachariah, the cooker, screamed throwing his pans on the floor. "I don't know why I bother"

"Oh be quiet" Ellen scolded nudging Jo towards the cupboards despite her complaints.

"He did ask…" Gabriel said as he danced around the kitchen floor humming.

"We didn't ask for your opinion, Gabriel, now come on, Jo, it's time for lock up"

"I'm old enough to do this myself" she whined staring at her mother as she hopped up into the cabinet but despite her protests the cupboard was shut locking her in so she could sleep.

Ellen turned to see Gabriel still skidding around on the floor and was about to scold him yet again when the doors opened and Castiel appeared.

"Oh! It's nice to see you out and about" Ellen piped up startling Castiel when Gabriel eyed him walking forward and dropping in a bow.

"My name is Gabriel, I am second in command to the mas…" he said in a smug voice which was cut off when Sam appeared skidding into him knocking him to the ground. Castiel bit into his lip at the display as Sam bowed.

"I'm Sam Winchester, the brother of Dean"

Castiel blinked in surprise reeling back to take him in. "You're the little brother?"

"Yes and I can only apologise for my brother's…actions, he's not used to, well, we're not used to company and after all these years… " Sam said vaguely. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm a little hungry" he admitted straightening up.

"Hey, no, the liege said…"

"Oh nonsense, Gabriel, we can't let him starve" Ellen interrupted his speech so he glared up at her. Castiel looked down to see a foot stool barking at his feet and raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"Uriel…"Sam muttered with a wave of his candle hand. "Please, sit, we'll feed you"

"Okay" Castiel said softly following after Uriel as he was led to sit at the table and stopped in awe staring around the grand hall. It was something to behold as he took in the long table a deep chestnut colour, the huge windows and the hundreds of candles littered around giving the room a warm glow. He sat in one of the seats looking over everything trying not to have a breakdown about the fact there was objects around him living, talking, and breathing about to serve him food.

He waited patiently till a tray suddenly rolled in and he blinked watching it roll towards him and Sam and Gabriel walk/hop towards him.

"Bon appetite" Gabriel said gesturing at the steaming food. Castiel grabbed the fork pressing it into the food before taking a bite and smiling softly with a nod.

"It's good"

Sam turned a smug smile to Gabriel who scowled tapping his wooden foot. Castiel swallowed the food in his mouth before tapping his hand in front of Sam.

"How long have you been this way?"

"Too long, now eat your food, and after we'll give you a tour" Sam said with another bow and nudged Gabriel who huffed following after them as they jumped off the table. Castiel gave a sigh finishing his meal and nodded in confirmation to the tray as it rolled away from him. He pushed back looking down when Sam and Gabriel appeared staring up at him.

"Follow me" Gabriel said with clear authority as they took him down a tour of the hallways, the different room, and Gabriel boasted on his exceptional knowledge of the castle but not that Castiel cared as he spun in a circle looking around. The place was strangely hauntingly beautiful that it was enough to be spooked and entranced all the same. He followed after Gabriel and Sam who walked/hopped ahead of him. His eyes took in the paintings; the metal armour all in a line, the statues twisted and warped enough to frighten him. It was when they passed a staircase that Castiel stopped curious and started to walk up was when he heard a yell of protest and Sam and Gabriel appear in front of him trying to block his way.

"What's up there?"

"Nothing, it's nothing; it's just the west wing, nothing there, nothing to see…" Gabriel scrambled and squeaked when Sam shoved with an annoyed huff.

"The forbidden west wing" Castiel repeated. "Well it's nothing then why is it forbidden?"

Castiel stepped over them climbing up the stairs till they stopped him once again.

"It's nothing, we swear, just…come with us! We haven't shown you the library"

Castiel paused feeling a shiver of delight run through him as he narrowed his eyes at the pair of them.

"You have a library"

"Yes! Yes, it's rather magnificent" Sam cried in delight as they hurried down the stairs while Castiel followed slowly waiting till they disappeared down the hall. He back stepped with a small smile running up the stairs till he reached the top and stared down the long hallway. Castiel paused for breath inhaling deep the strong smell of dust, damp, and polish before eyeing the dark door at the end of the corridor. It was like being told not to look by someone and what do you do? You look. His curiosity was peaked and he wanted to know what was behind that door, what was so forbidden to him and the others and more importantly what was Dean hiding.

Castiel flinched away from the many statues and wrapped a hand around the handle as he twisted it and pushed the creaky door open. He was on tenterhooks as he entered the large room and sucked in a breath at the pure devastation of the room. There was broken furniture everywhere, shattered glass, torn pictures surrounded in decaying leaves, debris, and other items he couldn't manage to decipher. He shivered in the cold of the room when something out of the corner of his eye fluttered in the breeze. Castiel walked over taking in the large picture torn to pieces but in places he could tell it was four figures, a woman, a man, and two boys. He blinked reaching forward trying to see when a glow out of the other corner of his eye stopped him and he turned towards the comforting glow of light. His feet took him forward and he paused taking in the rose. It was a blast from his childhood, like remembering a distant memory which was faded in places, and Castiel wasn't sure why it felt like déjà vu.

It was beautiful to behold as he stepped closer touching the glass accepting it to be warm but it was in fact very cold. Castiel glanced around looking for Dean but seeing no sign so he did what he must as he picked up the glass placing it aside and stared at the flower. The impulse to touch was too strong as he reached out to touch one of the petals wondering what it felt like when a cold harsh wave of cold hit him and he looked up to see Dean suddenly there and he was knocked back harshly, the glass over the rose again and Dean looming over him panting furiously.

"What are you doing here?" he hissed over to him.

Castiel swallowed standing his ground as he stared into the black of his eyes. "I-I'm sorry, I got lost and I just…"

"Don't you realise what you could have done?!"

"I'm sorry" Castiel whispered in a pleading tone when suddenly there was pain and he clutched his cheek pulling his shaking hand away to see blood.

"GET OUT!" Dean roared at him looming closer and Castiel couldn't take it, he didn't understand what had just happened as he ran throwing open the doors and down the stairs. There was only thought in his mind, get out, get out, get out, get out of the castle. He tore down the hallway not stopping to pause as he reached the main doors pulling them open.

"No, stop, where are you going?!" Sam cried out desperately as he turned to look at him.

"I can't stay here, I'm sorry"

"No, wait!" Sam said when Castiel ran out of the doors the snow blowing viciously around him stinging the cut on his cheek. The door slammed shut on Sam, Gabriel, Ellen, Jo, and even Uriel who watched as the only hope they had ran from the castle in terror and blood.

"We're doomed" Gabriel said with a sigh. "We have no chance now! I'm going to be a clock forever because my father insisted I took this job! I'll never live this down now, never"

Castiel reached the gate crashing into it as he wrenched it open and looked at Carlos still there whinnying and he scrambled at the reins.

"We're going home" he whispered as he pushed up on the soaked horse ignoring the blood running down his cheek and his blood stained hands. He turned Carlos egging him on as he rode him forward into the night knowing he had to get home when a sudden howl ripped through the air and he stopped in the middle of the forest panting hard staring at his hands. It was the blood. Castiel gasped pulling on the reins hard as kicked at the sides riding him again as they took off, the wind ripping at his skin and clothes, the snow falling down on top of them and the patter of paws running after them. They snapped at Carlos's hooves causing him to whine and rear back with a snort flinging Castiel off him as he fell with a cry rolling into the trees. Carlos took off running into the distance with wolves running after him while others lingered with eyes now trained on him covered in his own blood, completely defenceless, alone, and surely to die by being ripped apart by hungry wolves. Castiel scrambled back in pain from being thrown, his cheek, head and arm stinging and crashed into the tree closing his eyes prepared for the lunge when a cry of anger startled him and a blur came into view. His eyes remained closed but he could hear everything from the pained grunts, the whines from the wolves dying and then…silence.

Castiel opened his eyes blearily taking in the dead wolves, the blood, the others now gone and the sudden appearance of Dean panting harshly in front of him. He breathed slowly out feeling the darkness creep and then suddenly nothing. Dean wasn't prepared when Castiel fell in a faint in front of him collapsing into the snow. Dean ignored the bites and claws into his skin as he knelt down taking him into his arms being mindful of his hands as he stroked the hair on his forehead away.

"I'm sorry" he murmured before lifting him up so he rested against his chest and carried him back easily enough. Castiel remained in his unconscious state dreaming of magic, blood, and warmth emitting from Dean who held him close face set in a stoic state of despair and fear.

A/N: Oh I wasn't expecting that warm response to this. I really love typing this, it's different from what I normally right and I like it a lot. It's similar and different of course to the original. I want to keep it as close as possible but not at the same time. Please review!