It was the next weekend as Sam, Castiel, Charlie, Garth, Kevin, and Meg were all at the Men of Letter's hideout, looking through books, searching things online, seeing if anything new happened and overall were in overdrive.
"None of the other hunters have said they've found Dean. It's like he disappeared off the radar." Garth said as he sat down and opened up another book.
"You know, I don't see how Dean never knew what was inside his mind. I mean surely he had glimpse of things every now and then, right?" Meg questioned with a brow raised, and Sam sighed.
"Be that as it may, I think it was kept from him as well. Dean likes to bury things deep within his mind to where he'd never to able to remember it again." Sam explained, before he put his current book back and grabbed another one.
Charlie sighed as she threw her head back, seeing Kevin passed out on the couch they had there, and Garth was continuously pulling books out looking through them. Suddenly, something appeared on her screen, and she looked at it, before her eyes widened.
"Everyone, I think I found something!" Charlie shouted, and everyone rushed toward her.
"What is it?" Sam asked as he looked at her screen.
"Over in Columbia, Mississippi has been a massive murder of several families, a few officers' and witness reports point to a man by the name of…" Charlie read out, before pulling a photo up, and everyone seemed to stop breathing.
"Kartesh Ravenson?" Charlie questioned with a brow raised, looking at a picture of Dean Winchester.
"Kartesh?" Meg questioned, before she laughed and backed up.
"You know him?" Garth asked, looking at her confused.
"Kartesh is one of the most feared demons of hell, that before Crowley became King, Crowley feared him as well. Now that Crowley is King of Hell, he has authority over Kartesh; but Kartesh doesn't mind as long as he gets to kill someone. He could kill a thousand Hell Hounds and not break a sweat." Meg explained with a sigh, before she rubbed her neck.
"Well, I don't know about you guys, but I want Dean back. I don't like how a demon has a hold of my personal guard." Charlie stated, causing everyone to just raise a brow at her.
"What? Larping?" Charlie suggested, and Castiel tilted his head.
"Larping? Personal Guard?" Castiel said, and then glared at Charlie and she turned around.
'Dean is mine.' Castiel thought, giving a small growl before he grabbed another book.
"Well, even if we find Dean we'll have to cure him." Garth stated as he sat down with several books.
"There might be a way, but I think it'd be a good idea to grab Dean first, then keep him contained until we can cure him." Meg said, and Sam scoffed at her.
"And what would we bind him with? Demon-trap handcuffs?" Sam asked like it was a stupid idea, and Meg smiled.
"You know, you actually say some pretty good things Sammy. That's exactly what we'll do." Meg said as she left the room, and Sam raised a brow.
"Wait, there's such a thing as demon-trap handcuffs?" Sam questioned, and Garth shrugged.
"Maybe, we'd have to find a pair and then probably engrave the sign into them." Garth said, and Charlie began typing away.
"I'm pretty sure I could arrange that." Charlie said with a smirk, and Meg smiled walking over to her.
"You know what, I like her." Meg said smiling at Charlie, who gave a nervous smile back.
"In the meantime, I shall go out and see if I can sense Dean within the city." Castiel said, and Sam nodded.
"Alright, but if something happens don't hesitate to call." Sam said and Castiel nodded, and with a flutter of wings he was gone.
"Hey Sam, could Dean possibly find us?" Kevin asked a little scared, and Sam smiled.
"Maybe, but I'm pretty sure he's buried the memory deep down once Crowley got him, and the key was in my bag. He's doing everything he can to keep us safe here." Sam said and Kevin nodded, still a little edgy.
With Dean: Kartesh sighed in bliss, before he reorganized himself, and looked at his face in the mirror…or rather Dean's face. He smirked as Dean's face came into view on the mirror, the face flushed and green eyes blown wide as he looked at Kartesh.
"Enjoyed it?" Kartesh said in a still husky tone, and Dean glared at Kartesh, still panting for breath.
"Fuck you." Dean snarled out, and Kartesh licked his lips.
"That should be turned around and pointe at you." Kartesh said, before moving away as the face of Dean faded.
Kartesh scanned the room, before sighing as he picked up a bag and looked through it. He had broken a small portion of the wall that protected Dean's memories of the weapon's, and was shocked when Dean himself was surprised…but then again Balthazar wanted someone to find them, but still wanted them to be hidden.
"Geez, only found one and it's just the Fate-killing sword that moron Balthazar carried." Kartesh said as he placed the golden sword back in the bag.
Kartesh groaned as he grabbed the bag, left the motel room, and started his trek back to see Crowley. Ever since he got the body, he had gone into killing anything and anyone in his way, using the angel blade Dean had before he decided that would slow him down more, but whenever someone tried to stop him he'd flick his wrist and their neck would snap.
'This world is so boring! How does Crowley stand it up here?' Kartesh thought, before he stole a car, and drove off to see Crowley.
By the time night fell, Kartesh was a mile away from the building but he stopped the car before he got out breathing heavily. Dean Winchester didn't know when to stop fighting for control over the body, and while it amused Kartesh, it annoyed him to no end. Suddenly the black eyes of Kartesh turned green and he slumped against the hood of the car.
"Damn, that was harder than I like." Dean said as he straightened himself and looked toward the sky.
"Dammit Cas, I hope you find a way of stopping this. Kartesh just found the Fate-Killing sword, and I don't know how much longer I can hold him off in finding all the weapons. I need you here so you can grab the sword, and get out of here-AH! Please…" Dean gave another shout as he gripped his chest, feeling Kartesh trying to stop him; falling to his knees.
"Dean!" a voice shouted, and looking up, Dean saw Castiel.
Castiel had heard Dean pray, and originally thought not to show up; but upon hearing what Dean said decided he might as well chance it and came. Seeing Dean in pain, Castiel wanted to stop it, save Dean from this pain like he saved Dean from perdition.
"Cas…" Dean gasped out, and Castiel helped him up.
"Dean, are you alright?" Castiel asked, not know what else to say.
"Yeah, I have him held off for the moment. In the backseat of the car is the bag with the blade, grab it and go." Dean said, gripping his chest harder as Kartesh fought for control.
"NO YOU IDIOT!" Kartesh shouted within Dean's head, and he growled as he held his head as well.
Castiel snapped his fingers, teleporting the bag to Sam, before he walked toward Dean and held his shoulders, making sure one hand laid over the mark Castiel gave Dean. Dean reacted immediately and leaned into Castiel who hugged him, the action pushing Kartesh further back.
"C-Cas…you have to leave." Dean said, and Castiel sighed, before he cupped Dean's face.
"I will save you, I promise." Castiel said, and Dean scoffed.
"Come on Cas, why do you keep trying to save me?" Dean asked, and Castiel tilted his head a bit.
"Why shouldn't I?" Castiel responded back, and Dean sighed.
"I've done so much stupid crap Cas, why do you insist I'm worth saving? Look at me, there's a demon inside of me, and he's wanting to tear you to piece's…he's wanting to tear me to piece's." Dean stated as he pushed back a bit.
"Dean, I save you because it's the right thing to do; because I want to save you." Castiel said, and Dean looked at him warily.
"Why do you want to save me? What have I done that's worth saving me?" Dean asked, and Castiel stared at him intently, his blue eyes making Dean shiver.
"You have saved so many people, helped people move forward after tragedies happened that would kill someone, you stopped the apocalypse, and you showed me what it was like to feel, to be free…" Castiel trailed off as he cupped Dean's face again, making the green eyed hunter to watch him with trembling lips.
"You showed me what it was like…to love someone." Castiel said with a burning fire, and Dean's eyes widened.
He didn't have much time to react as Castiel kissed him, making Dean stiffen. Was Castiel really kissing him? Was his Angel of the freaking Lord kissing him? Dean soon got his brain function's working and kissed back, ignoring Kartesh and keeping him pushed back. Castiel's arms lowered to where was wrapped around Dean's back, and the other rested on the mark he left again. Dean moaned as he felt the jolt of pleasure again, before he wrapped his arms around Castiel's waist; his kiss deepening. They broke for air, and stared the other in the eye; blue clashing with green, before they kissed again, this time more desperate and needy.
"This can't be happening…is this angel really kissing a human? How far has this angel fallen?" Kartesh said in the back of Dean's mind, but Dean once again ignored the demon.
Suddenly a sharp jolt of pain went through Dean, and he pulled away sharply, gripping his head harder.
"Dean!" Castiel shouted, and held his shoulders.
"It's Kartesh…he's fighting for control." Dean stated, and Castiel cursed…they had to save Dean.
"Cas go…he'll kill you now that he knows…knows how I feel." Dean said, and Castiel sighed.
"Alright Dean, but don't fear, we will save you. I love you." Castiel said, and they kissed one last time before Castiel disappeared.
"I love you too…Cas." Dean said before his eyes went black.
With Castiel: Castiel appeared back at the Men of Letter's and instantly leaned against the door, covering his mouth, his face flushed.
'Dean, I love you…I swear I will save you!' Castiel thought, before he saw Meg walking toward him.
"What was that earlier Clarence? You stiffened then just fluttered off. What happened, your boyfriend call?" Meg teased but when Castiel went redder, her brows rose.
"Oh? Did you and Dean get touchy with the other?" Meg questioned with that teasing tone, and Castiel sighed.
"You could say I confessed…our bond was more than just a normal bond. It was more than profound." Castiel commented before he walked toward Sam to see if the younger Winchester found anything.