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Full Summary:

when Dean dies he find himself only wanting his brother to return to him but he's stuck working with two angels to help find a way to bring him back whilst dodging the angels of heaven. There was supposed to be an apocalypse but the two claim the issue has divided the angels and that they are at war with each other because of it. So now instead of giving up hunting like the grieving hunter wants to, he is driven across the country, with more or less little sleep trying to prevent an all out war in heaven. If that wasn't complicated enough Sam feels himself falling for the one fallen angel called Castiel. Alternate timeline. SASTIEL


*CHAPTER THREE*

Ellen was a gracious host, too bad that he didn't care much for a woman who was bitter because of her husband's death. Ever since the road house was rebuilt, costumers came but it just wasn't the same somehow and that was another thing that he observed. A lot of hunters were in the area and knowing Cas, he would most likely go for the boy's surrogate uncle and never once to stop to think about how the guy would feel about him coming on too strong like that.

He took another sip though and marveled on how three angels against an entire celestial force on heaven was very unmatched. At least they had an archangel on their side he mused. Like he acted like one though. He was very much into making people into personal jokes and whilst it was justified, angels just shouldn't be like that. Sometimes he felt he was the one keeping those two from going over the top but then again Cas didn't have a house in Malibu or France. Even Italy he thought with a smile to his face. Oh how he loved to hide from his brother sometimes for he had such a stick up his ass and needed to get laid at least once.

"Hey, another bit of brandy good lady?"

She smiled although he was sure it was forced and his smile widened. Sure they didn't like him but they didn't like half the customers they got and he was sure just like with the rest, they were grinning and bearing it whilst wishing that they were as popular as they once had been. The ringing in his pocket forced him to mentally curse his brother for getting them these things even if they were a chick magnet.

Come to think about it, half the time was spent cursing poor, naïve, and annoying Castiel. He sighed and answered it knowing if he delayed it, Cas would most likely pop in and expose them to the masses. They weren't supposed to be on earth right now anyways.

"Balthazar speaking, now tell me you have something."

"If I had something Balthazar I would have brought him."

Balthazar quickly cursed, putting his phone back away and let him sit right next to him before motioning for them to get the angel a drink as well. When Cas only raised an eyebrow, Balthazar just smiled warmly.

"You'll just have to trust me dear brother, this stuff is good."

Cas looked like he didn't believe him and gulped it down without a second thought, blue eyes a lit in determination. Balthazar dropped the act since the angel was really starting to annoy him somewhat fierce and that was an amazing feat for anyone to do. He quickly gulped down his drink before turning back to him with a quizzical expression.

"So you lost the Winchester, got Singer dearest mad, and in all that still ended up getting shot with a gun?"

"I find your questioning highly irritating. I found the one he was at but he was gone and it looks like that demon Ruby has been trying to get him to follow her. He's quit hunting as well so it stands to reason that she's trying to get him back in."

"So you fail at doing anything right but a demon is still getting more success than you? Maybe we should start rewarding demons with metals. You think they would stop being annoying and killing machines?"

Cas looked highly annoyed and Balthazar laughed.

"Come on buddy, nobody wants you looking gloom especially with that blondie looking your way."

Cas didn't take the hint and he didn't turn to look her way either. Balthazar mused that it would be taking a lot harder than he thought to get the large stick out of Castiel's incredibly tight ass. That girl obviously wouldn't do it and the question remained, was Castiel even straight? He could be a closet gay angel for all Balthazar knew. He sure didn't express interest in the opposite sex. Maybe he should find him a perfect man then.

"Where's Gabe? He knows that I hate him coming late."

Balthazar felt like explaining to him the birds and the bees all over again but quickly took that thought back. The last time he just stared at them throughout the entire thing and didn't say a single thing in the matter and then afterwards he asked why they were even interested in the disgusting idea of exchanging bodily fluids. Balthazar gave up then and decided to let him fly alone on that one. Still, Gabriel shouldn't be this late.

"Maybe he actually succeeded in where you failed." Balthazar mused.

"I'm sick and tired of this new way of making fun of me. If I do a bad job, you tell me," He added and all Balthazar was reminded of was a pouty child.

"Of course, once we get the Winchester how are we going to get him to obviously help us? You seem to think that if the other side has him that the war would be lost but what kind of asset is he to us?"

"Honestly I don't know yet. All I know is that once everything has been won, his memory is going to be erased and he won't have any idea about any angels."

"Of course because it's that simple to get close to a human and then take away their memories?" Balthazar asked sarcastically.

"You act like an angel should have feelings. Of course it's going to be this way. I won't get close and Samuel will be happy to wish he doesn't remember any point in his life without his brother-"

"Except-you are right," Balthazar finally conceded.

He didn't want to explain humanity to a clueless angel who wouldn't get it even then. Instead he gulped down another drank and threw down a twenty before grabbing onto the lapel of Cas's trench coat.

The waitress looked over in interest to Cas again and Balthazar didn't think he'd hesitate to show her who the bigger man was in this situation.

It was just a pity he had work to do and a war to fight.


Sam wasn't sure why Ruby had wanted to hang out with him still since he was still a gigantic mess and his issues were bigger than her stature but she seemed to not care at all. She smiled warmly and even brought him something to eat although he didn't really want it.

"Why are you being so nice Ruby? My brother's gone and I'm not going back into hunting-"

"Sam, you know that is not true. Eventually you'll go back. It's in your blood," she added and Sam had to stop from showing how irritated he was with that sentence. "Truth be told, I heard there's some kind of war going on."

"What war?" Sam wasn't really interested but she kept talking like it was important and all, plus he wasn't going to be misinformed because he stopped listening to what the hunters knew. It kept him alive to know what to avoid. "Ruby is it anything having to do with demons?"

"No surprisingly it's not a demon on demon war. I've never actually seen them but according to rumor, there's a lot of them that are trying to jumpstart the rise of Lucifer-"

"THE DEVIL!" Sam asked hardly being able to believe his ears. "The devil is in Hell so how could they release him?"

Ruby looked up in interest and Sam forgot to feign boredom at the present conversation. She seemed to soak up this fact a lot faster than when Sam told her he wasn't going to hunt anymore. Sighing, he waited a moment for her to get on with what he wanted to hear and what she knew he wanted to hear obviously enough.

"Well there's sixty six seals and Lilith was supposed to be one of them. She's the first one that was twisted into a demon so she was very old too. It was part of the end game too but for some reason us demons think that there's other ways to bring along Lucifer. I mean all it takes is a special kind of person to be able to do it."

"Really? I have no interest in freeing the devil myself so this person you're talking about must be very important in the scheme of things."

"Just a little bit," Ruby admitted ruefully. She smiled when she saw Sam eating a little bit and he could tell she seemed pleased about something. More pleased obviously then he had about her finding a new body to possess. She claimed though that this one was very much empty and that she was the only one in that body now. "You do realize that the war has nothing to do with us demons right? I heard a rumor but I don't actually want to get it wrong."

Sam was about to answer her when the phone rang. He groaned knowing that it was most likely Bobby trying to talk to him about going over to see him. He had no intention of staying there and being reminded though. He went to lift himself up to answer the phone anyhow when he was hit with dizziness and felt the room spin a couple of times. Falling back, he looked over to Ruby to see if she was at anyway responsible for this new bout of symptoms he hadn't previously had.

"You are a lot slower now that you gave up hunting, I'll tell you that," Ruby replied with a sick smile. "You do realize that there's talk about celestial wars? It just so happens that one of them had a stake out for your head and a price attached to it as well. All I had to do was drug you and take you to him."

Sam looked at her in disbelief and Ruby just laughed, no longer hiding her true intentions from him. He should have known but like always, he was way too trusting. Seeing as he wasn't going to get to his phone standing, he tried to reach out and get it but Ruby wasn't having any of that.

"I can't have you alerting poor Bobby who may have told a couple of the angels that visited where you are." She licked her lips at the fact that everything was starting to become real fuzzy for Sam and had to slap him in the face to get him to become more alert even. He still was way too out of it thanks to her special dose. "What was the saying you were told growing up? Never trust a demon, kid. I thank you for the fact that you never listen to reason because my original plan would have had you opening the cage and releasing Lucifer yourself. Of course the war changes everything and all I have to do is hand you to one pesky angel and be done with you."

Sam would have told her to get lost and a bunch of other things that came to mind but his head felt too numb and he could hardly piece words together at the moment. That didn't stop him from looking up at her in horror realizing the fact was true. Before Ruby could continue to pull him towards her, he took the chance and spat right in her face. He fell back and hit the wall but he was released from the bitch momentarily enough that he felt that he did right by that. Black spots danced across his vision now and Ruby didn't even look mad at that, she just cleaned her face right up.

"I should really tar you for that Winchester but I've been told to take you unharmed. Don't worry there will be plenty of torture for you and you'll be sorry you ever messed with me."

Sam found consciousness finally leaving him. He knew a deeper part of his mind should be terrified but his subconscious couldn't have been more relieved.


"Oh hell, you'd think Sam would learn to pick up a phone," Bobby mumbled cursing inwardly. It was his fault for allowing the Winchester to be stubborn and have his space anyhow. Sighing, he thought back to what the angel was blubbering about when he wasn't taking anything Bobby said literally, that was and rolled his eyes. Maybe he could help, he surmised. "Castiel if you are out there, I'll tell you anything you want!"

He waited while he filled his glass half full with bourbon. He only got a sip out when the angel seemingly appeared behind him and scared the Hell out of him by putting a hand on his shoulder. He jumped and glared when he realized it was only the angel he had seen earlier.

"So Castiel, you get invited and you don't even walk to the front door now?"

Castiel looked confused and Bobby sighed telling himself not to pick a fight with the angel. Not when Sam was missing and wouldn't answer his phone calls. Damn it, he thought. He should have at least told Castiel something. Sighing, he turned back to the man who was just staring back once again and couldn't get the hang of how creepy that was.

"Okay, Sam is in trouble and I know that you have been looking out for his best interest no matter how creepy they seem," he added the last part in a mumble, not expecting Castiel to be able to hear that but quickly continued anyways, even when Castiel seemed to frown at that. "I tried calling him and he's not answering. I don't know where he is even-"

"It must be Ruby. She has definitely been in the way of things. Don't worry," he reassured. "It's just another reason she's not going to live."

Bobby rolled his eyes but that didn't stop him from regretting the fact that he called a fricking clueless angel to his kitchen. Of course the man probably thought differently. He more than possibly felt important given the fact that Bobby wouldn't say anything to help him before. What was it with angels and their arrogance anyways he thought. Maybe that was the reason why Dean and John never believed in them before. Who knew that years from then, he would have an angel conversing with him in his house?

"You seriously have got to get a hold of yourself and realize that Sam is missing and I haven't seen him since-" He paused and realized the angel was gone. Pouring some more liquor into his glass, he heaved a sigh of relief at not having to deal with him. But he did think it was obscenely rude to pop out in the middle of a conversation. "Once you find him at least send me a freaking text message!"

He didn't know if the angel heard but at least he knew he came if it were important enough. And right now? That was enough for him too.


Sam came too and found himself bound to a chair but other than that, he didn't have any other restrictions. He could move his hands around and was happy that there was no restriction to blood flow there. His legs were tied but not too tightly and he was glad for that as well. Seriously, was this Ruby's idea of a joke? He thought for a second that she was going to hurt him when he woke up and yeah, he could feel something wet trickling from the corner of his face, probably from hitting his temple during the fall when he blacked out or something, but it wasn't anything painful.

"Ruby?" he called out hearing something in the corner of his eyes.

"Wrong, try again and you don't get any points for guessing right the first time."

The voice was familiar and he wondered if this was all a dream. He groaned and fought against the rope binding him only to get a small chuckle from the person to his left. Sighing, he wondered if this was the person Ruby was dealing with. His head was pounding and he was very much liking the idea of being out of commission again until it was over but then the man had other plans or so it seemed since he lifted his face and he saw just who he was without a problem.

"The trickster? What the hell are you doing binding me to a chair?" he demanded and the trickster just started laughing. He seemed to have no qualms about what he did and Sam found himself eyeing him in disbelief. It was short lived for the shrill ring of a cell phone came on and the guy looked if anything, pissed.

It surprised him that the guy who tricked people for a living would be annoyed at something such as this, although he couldn't really blame him. Who picked ringtones such a Beethoven? His brother didn't even listen to classical music and Sam wouldn't be caught dead having picking that as the ringtone for his own phone. It only increased his curiosity and made him more determined to break out and leave before things got rough. Ruby must have been in cahoots with this crazy psycho was his reasoning.

"What is it Cassy? I'm kinda busy with lover boy in a chair so you are going to have to keep this short." He actually rolled his eyes at whoever this Cassy was and Sam found himself laughing. This was priceless although the trickster didn't seem to think so. Instead, he looked like he was starting to develop a tick the more he talked to the mysterious Cassy on the other line.

"Well what was I supposed to do? I killed the bitch that drugged him and now I'm having my fun. You do realize she was planning on giving him to that dick? Sure, Cassy I'm not going to hurt your delicate ears again, I'm sorry that you have to hear words like fuck. No I did not swear to God. Tell me a reason I shouldn't just keep him from your sight or hearing? Cassy, Jeeze I'm kidding! Fine, I'll be taking him to you in a moment."

Sam didn't know what he was talking about anymore but if he was right in his assumptions, Ruby was at least dead. The man didn't hesitate in dropping the phone into his pocket like it was poison and again Sam wondered who it was that was getting the Trickster this irritated that his right eye still hadn't recovered and was twitching even now.

"Change of plans. I was going to have some fun at your expense but Cassy reminds me that it's rude to keep them waiting for three hours while they've been searching for you. Come to think of it, I missed seeing him talk to your surrogate uncle. It would have been fun."

Sam was about to demand to know what was going on. He wanted them to stop leaving him out of the loop but it seemed that the trickster knew that he wanted answers and just smirked, his face coming a couple of inches in front of him before whispering the only words he would hear before he again found himself in a black abyss.

The words were:

"Time to learn that praying to angels all your life isn't always a bad thing kiddo."