Lesson #2

Never mess with the great prophet Chuck, snickers, great.

Well okay so it pissed Sam off too that Chuck was writing about them but still he had to make some type of living. Of course Dean bored and slightly tipsy decided to Google them and sees what popped up. What popped up had to be the fan-fictions and stories written about them. Then Dean had to read them for no reason. Which lead to their current situation, he was now holding the back of Dean's jacket to stop him from killing Chuck, and Becky who was trying to "heal" Sam's broken heart.

"Becky I'm fine, I'm completely over you." Sam said to Becky who would not let go of his arm. "Dean stop trying to kill Chuck, for reasons I don't understand and that you refuse to tell me." Sam sighed as he was gripping the back of Dean's jacket and trying to shake Becky off his arm, she can't get the message through her thick skull can she?

"Sam look you don't have to try and cover up your obvious hurt over are break-up…" Thank God Dean interrupted her.

"Look Chuck you're going to do a little editing so I don't end up accidently firing my gun at your head!" Dean glared at Chuck, who was cowering in fear hugging his lap top to his chest.

"Dean! Stop threatening my boyfriend! Becky yelled at him releasing Sam's arm finally and stood in between Chuck and a very pissed off Dean.

"Look you're one of them too, you're lucky I don't feel like killing you too!" Dean yelled at Becky.

"Dean what's going on?" Sam asked hesitantly he probably didn't want to know actually.

"Ever since the angels have been written into the stories, people have written stories of me and Cas together." Dean hissed painfully.

"Wait… together, together." Dean gave a slight nod, and Sam began to laugh with him almost rolling on the floor

"People write about you and Gabriel." Sam then sputtered and stopped laughing.

"Chuck I'm going to kill you." Sam dead serious releasing Dean's jacket and standing next to his brother.

"It's not my fault, other people write about you guys… together… I write the truth." Chuck said while cowering behind Becky.

"Yeah but you must make us sound gay, because why else would people write about that." Dean shivered. "At least it's not me and Sammy together, but still have you seen some of them?"

Chuck opened his laptop typed some stuff and then it was quiet for a minute. Chuck's face turned pale, and sickly.

"Oh, that's one of mine, isn't it great?" Becky clasped her hands together as she read over his shoulder.

"…Sure?" Chuck chuckled nervously a bit unsure of his answer.

"I knew it was great!" Becky jumped up and down happily. "I'll get snacks for everyone." She left apparently forgetting the grave danger Chuck was in.

"So Chuck only one way to end this horrific writing, is for you to stop the publication of the supernatural books, it you don't I'll castrate you and torture you till you die." Dean said through clenched teeth.

"Look guys I have to make a living, not my fault if my readers read too much into what you write." Chuck almost on his knees begging for mercy.

"Stop writing or I'll rearrange your face!"

After a couple more minutes of arguing Chuck gave in but he was very upset with it and Dean seemed well, very smug.

"We didn't have to be so mean Dean…" Sam started looking at his brother and Dean turned the key the the Impala.

"I never liked him writing about us and this fan-fiction pushed me over the edge." Dean said driving away from Chuck's house, and ran a hand through his hair.

"Whatever."

"Ah!" Dean and Sam screamed as Castiel suddenly appeared in the motel room. Sam shot up from his lap top and Dean jumped off the bed with a gun in hand.

"Warning next time Cas." Sam, breathing calmly stated, Dean refused to meet eye contact with the angel, there was some awkwardness still with the whole spell, curse.

"How did you know where we were?" Dean asked curiously.

"Chuck called and we talked and then he said you were here." Castiel shrugged and sat down on a chair.

"Why did Chuck want to talk to you?" Dean said sitting back down.

"He told me he saw some unpleasant things and showed me what he typed up and said a girl named Becky was going to publish it." Cas pulled out a stapled set of papers and handed one set to Sam and the other to Dean. "He said he saw this and it would be the last thing he published, and then he said he wouldn't if all was forgotten." Dean's face turned red with anger, and Sam finally looked down at the paper.

Castiel and Dean just got back from burning the body and Sam was going out for a few hours. Leaving the two of them to their developing feelings all peaking tonight….

Chuck is going to die.

"Holy shit that little piece of crap is so dead when I through with him they won't recognize the body." Dean said hunting for the keys to the impala.

"Cas, did you realize what this says." Sam asked the calm angel.

"Yes, something stupid about me and Dean as lovers, this is why I'm not stopping Dean." Castiel responding in his usual I'm an angel of the lord voice, you listen to me voice.

"Well okay then see we even have an angel on our side." Dean smirked, "Let's kill a prophet."

"Why did you have to kick my door in?" Chuck said annoyed staring at the mess that was once his door.

"Would you've had let us in otherwise?" Dean raised his eyebrow.

"… Maybe…?"

"Exactly, now down to business, you are going to die now any last words." Dean said pulling out his gun.

"You wouldn't want to do that." Chuck was smiling an almost confident smirk.

"No I'm pretty sure we all want too." Sam replied, later on in that story Castiel pointed out that Gabriel and Sam got together.

"Well then it'll get published because if Becky doesn't hear from me in the next ten minutes the she will publish the story, now if you let me write, let me print more books, and pay for my door I'll make this story disappear magically." Chuck was evil.

Everyone was kind of stunned by Chuck blackmailing an arch-angel, and two guys who have been through Hell literally, when did he grow a pair?

"Wow, that's brilliant…" Sam started.

"Fine." Dean replied, "But if I ever see that story anywhere again I will kill you no matter what." As much as they all hated to agree to it, they had too, or else their characters would become some of the gayest alive.

"Oh and as an added bonus I won't publish the story of the witch's spell that happened two-three weeks ago." Chuck laughed at Dean's and Cas' obvious discomfort and embarrassment. Sam just shook his head and stuck out his hand.

"Thanks Chuck, no hard feelings?" Chuck nodded

"None whatsoever."

Sam sighed and landed on the bed chuckling as he remembered the random day with Chuck. He will never underestimate him again, oh and Dean won't threaten him for awhile. Actually Chuck got lucky, that Dean didn't kill him when Becky was already showing the script to his editor. The editor luckily shot the story down with a crossbow and Chuck even said it was just a spin-off. Becky thought it was brilliant though and almost managed to annoy the publicist to printing the story.

So never doubt the great, snickers, Prophet Chuck because he sees all, actually if Gabriel was here Chuck would probably be in some weird place being tortured or something. Oh and Dean and Cas are a quite popular ships on the websites, go figure.