Chapter 2!

Let's get on the sinnin', shall we? ^^

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1. Gluttony

When Castiel opened his eyes, he was standing in a clearing, all by himself. He had no idea what had just happened; only that he had somehow been teleported there. Judging by the sun in the sky, it was around noon.

The phone in his pocket suddenly rang. The annoying tone took him by surprise and disturbed the peace of the wild. He frowned as he picked up his phone. The name DEAN was written on the screen.

"Hello?"

"Cas?! Jesus Christ, where the hell have you been? We've been tryin' to reach you for days!" Cas heard Dean say through the device.

"What do you mean, days?"

"What I mean is you've disappeared on us without further notice and we haven't seen you since then. Where were you? And why haven't you been answering your phone?"

Too many questions at once. Castiel closed his eyes and breathed in heavily. "I don't understand. I thought I had left you for a few hours at most."

"A few hours? Buddy, you really gotta learn to read a clock! Anyways, where are you, now?"

"I don't know."

Castiel waited for Dean to say something, but he didn't. At least not for a while. Was he waiting as well for Cas to speak? Not knowing what he could add to his last statement, Castiel simply waited for Dean to talk – which the human finally did after a little while. "Okay, well why don't you meet us, then? We're in the same town, at "Chuck's diner"- Before he could even finish his sentence, Castiel was sitting on the booth in front of Dean, next to Sam, who was sitting by the window.

"Hello, Sam."

"Hey, Castiel," the younger Winchester smiled warmly. "Good to see you."

"Don't encourage him!" Dean intervened. "The dude's disappeared on us for 72 hours, right in the middle of an investigation, which, I must say, require angelic assistance, and you pretend nothing happened?!"

"Well, maybe he has a good reason…!" Sam ventured.

"I'm here, now," Castiel bluntly stated, looking at those two peculiar humans.

"Yeah, thanks for being there! Hope you'll do more than that cause we need your help!"

Castiel frowned, unsure why Dean was so mad at him. After all, he wasn't responsible for what had just happened to him. He didn't even know himself what had happened. He began wondering whether the town's unusual atmosphere was starting to take its toll on the Winchesters, but then again, Dean had always been a little rough with him…

"Hey there! I'm Cherry!" he heard, which brought him back to reality. The woman was looking at him with a large smile. He frowned. Was she expecting something from him? "Can I get you anything to drink or eat, Sir?" she asked him with a wink, which made Cas uneasy. "Or maybe you want the menu?" she added, leaning forward.

Ignoring what such body language meant, Castiel decided to read her mind, convinced it would be easier to understand the girl. Damn, he's so hot! I could totally do him! Like, right behind the counter, or in the toilets- he heard her, which made him feel even more awkward. When she started picturing the scene in her mind, he shut her thoughts up. "Or maybe…you'd like something else entirely…" she ventured in a teasing voice, placing her hand on Cas' thigh, slowly making her way towards his crotch. He startled and stopped her hand.

"He'll just have a glass of water, thanks!" Dean finally intervened with a chuckle.

She made a disappointed face but smiled all the same and promised she'd be back with the water "in no time". Too bad, Cas really hoped he'd be rid of this…insane and sexually craving woman. Castiel looked at Sam and Dean. Both were looking at him with huge smiles on their faces. They looked at each other and it seemed they were having a hard time not bursting into laughter.

Castiel cleared his throat awkwardly and found he was nom uncomfortable in his pants. As he slowly looked down, he noticed a bump in his pants. The vessel had apparently reacted to the woman's advances. He did his best to hide it, realizing it was the first time he had been intimately touched by woman.

"So first Dean gets bitten by a crazy guy in the street, then I get yelled at for no reason and now this…" Sam stated, puzzled. "What kind of a town is this?"

"Just my kind!" Dean answered absent-mindedly, looking at two girls at the counter who were vigorously making out. Dean swallowed loudly.

"Exactly," Cas intervened, ignoring Dean's last statement. "I believe that whatever is happening, it has something to do with the town we're in. I sense a…special atmosphere, here."

"I sense something, alright, but it ain't an atmosphere. It's the feeling Dean Winchester is gonna get some tonight!" Dean said, still gazing at the two women.

Castiel frowned. Dean Winchester could never control his emotions –but did he really need to share them?

"So, Cas, wanna tell us what happened to you the last three days?" Sam asked, eating a slice of his bacon.

"I don't know what happened, exactly…" he began, before being cut off by Dean.

"Well that's just great. I knew he wouldn't have a proper excuse to give us."

"But I encountered Meg," Cas went on, ignoring Dean's interruption.

"What did she want?" Sam asked.

"I'm not sure. She talked about sinning and about a game… It wasn't clear at all."

"A game?" Dean intervened.

"Yes. But I don't know what kind…" He stated, before his mind was distracted by a most delicious smell. It was something that seemed tasteful. He had to have some. He realized it was the bacon Sam was eating. "Can I have a piece, Sam?" He asked, not waiting for Sam to answer to grab one.

"Err- sure… I guess…" Sam answered, looking at Dean as if he needed Dean's authorization to let Cas eat.

Dean was looking at Cas, frowning. "What the hell-? I thought angels don't eat!"

"Hmmm…" Castiel let out, savoring the ham, eyes shut in sheer pleasure. "They don't," he affirmed once he had swallowed the bacon. He took another piece.

"Help yourself…" Sam said, setting his bacon plate next to Cas, who ate them all under the conspicuous eyes of the Winchesters.

"They don't?" Dean asked. "You wanna elaborate? Because it looks a lot like you're eatin', right now…"

"I told you," Castiel answered, his mouth full of the delicious ham pieces. "It's the town. The atmosphere. I'm sensing it's driving us to sin. But I just can't stop eating, this is so good!"

Dean frowned in disgust. "Whatever!" He resumed staring at the girls. They were more appealing than the suddenly bulimic angel.

Sam ordered another dish of bacon for Cas' insatiable hunger. The angel had almost eaten all of it when he suddenly spat the piece that he was chewing.

"What the-!" Dean let out in disgust. "Jeez, Cas, don't do that! It's disgusting!" He took the plate from Cas and set it on the far corner of the table.

"I'm not hungry anymore."

"Are you kidding me? What's wrong? You have your periods or something?" the older Winchester asked, frowning.

"No. This is a male vessel, Dean."

Dean rolled his eyes. "Whatever. Let's get out of here."

Author's note: What did you think, guys?