No One's POV

"Cas- Cas, can you hear me? I don't know if you listen anymore…" Dean prays, his prayer floating up to Castiel's ears as Castiel follows his mother around Heaven. "But, if you do… We could really use your help, man. Got a 911 situation here…" Dean continues, his voice a bit begrudging, as if he didn't particularly want to call Castiel for help, but still clearly worried about something, a tone that was rarely in the older hunter's voice, letting Castiel know that it was something serious.

"I must go. Dean is calling." Castiel informs his mother before disappearing, feeling slightly guilty for not keeping as close of an eye on his friends and charges as his mother had asked and for leaving things the way he had several months prior.

"Hello Dean." Castiel appears moments later at the Men of Letters Bunker, the new more permanent residence for the two Winchesters and Jeremy.

"Cas?" Dean looks surprised as he turns around to greet the Seraph.

"Hello Dean. You called?"

"Uh- yeah. I- I did. I just didn't think- you'd come…" Dean answers, looking a little miffed at this friend.

The last and only time he had seen Castiel was when Castiel had come with Genesis to deliver the news of Jeremy's sister's untimely demise to Hell due to her deal with Crowley, the current King of Hell; Castiel had promptly left with Genesis to return to Heaven, presumingly to work on Heaven's affairs.

"Well, I did." Castiel answers. "What do you need?"

"Hello to you too. I'm doing great." Dean mutters sarcastically with an eye roll. "It's Jeremy." Dean says louder to Castiel.

"What about Jeremy?" Castiel questions.

"He's got this- this mark…" Dean informs Castiel.

"Mark?" Castiel echoes, immediately suspicious, some hesitation or warning playing in his mind.

"Yeah. On his arm… He went- after you and Genesis left. He went a little- look, we tried to tell him. Tell him that searching for a way to get his sister back… Was a bad idea. We told him that selling his soul. Sam and I both went down that road. We'd never let Jeremy go down that road… But- but he went a little- he went off on his own, man. Look- what were we supposed to do?" Dean asks a little forcefully.

"You were supposed to look after him. Like you were asked to do." Castiel deadpans.

"Isn't that your job too?" Dean turns on his friend. "And you've been doing a pretty crap job of it so far!"

"You- you are right, Dean… It is my job." Castiel looks down. "Things have been- I have been preoccupied. But- but I could have kept a better eye on things. I am sorry... Now, what is it that is wrong with Jeremy?"

"Well, he got this mark thingy… And it's making him go crazy… I don't know. It's cursed or something!" Dean waves his hand around. "Just- just look at it. You need to get it off him, man. Take it off!"

"I'll see what I can do, Dean." Castiel simply replies, following the eldest Winchester to where Jeremy was being held in the basement.

"I must confer with Heaven on this, Dean. I will be back soon." Castiel takes one look at the mark on Jeremy's right forearm.

"Wait- what? Hold up!" Dean turns after his friend, if he could really call Castiel a friend he wasn't sure. "Cas?"

"This isn't something I am familiar with, Dean. I must confer with Heaven. I will be back. I promise." Castiel turns quickly to Dean, their gazes meeting briefly, before Castiel is once again gone with a brush of wind.

"Hello Sam, Dean… You spoke to Castiel of a mark on Jeremy?" Genesis appears with Castiel barely an hour later after the younger Seraph had left.

"Gen- Genesis." Sam jumps a little surprised.

"Viceroy Genesis." Michael corrects the younger Winchester.

"Michael, please." Genesis sighs, correcting her brother behind her, Michael having come personally as a part of her guard; he had insisted upon coming with his sister to Earth Alpha10 after hearing about the unfamiliar mark on Jeremy, like Genesis they were both concerned with the information Castiel had brought to her attention and already suspicious based on what Castiel had described.

"Hello Sam. Please ignore my brother… He's supposed to be silent anyways… He is only here for my protection, as he insisted." Genesis greets the younger Winchester while giving her eldest brother a meaningful look. "The mark… Dean called Castiel about a mark… This is of the upmost importance. I need to know all the information you know about it. And, I need to see Jeremy."

"Uh- right… The mark. Well, like- like Dean told Cas… Well, Jeremy- he- he kind of went… Off the reservation… We tried to stop him, Genesis. We did- but- but he went off on his own a while. You know, after you- after you told him about his sister. We really tried… But- but well… Things happened." Sam explains to Genesis a bit nervously.

"And?" Genesis questions.

"Well, he finally came back. We don't know really know how he got it. I mean, not exactly…" Sam answers. "He got it from a person named Cain. And- and it's making him go- I don't know crazy… On rampages or something."

Genesis looks at her brother at those words; Genesis and Michael already knew the answer, they didn't even need to look at Jeremy's mark to confirm what they already thought, the history of the Mark well-known throughout Heaven and Hell's history.

"What? What is that look?" Dean questions. "You know it? You know what this is?"

"Yes." Genesis answers Dean, looking at the eldest Winchester gravely. "The Mark of Cain."

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