Dean grabbed hold of Cas' arm as he tried to run from Dean. Cas pulled out his gun automatically and trained it on Dean's head. Dean took a step back, releasing Cas. Cas narrowed his eyes and looked Dean up and down. "You're working with Sam Winchester." He repeated.
"No, I'm not-."
"I saw the text!" Cas yelled. "Don't even try to lie to me!" Dean raised his hands.
"I wasn't, I swear." Dean said, firmly. "Look, it's complicated."
Cas snorted. "Like Hell, it is." He glared at Dean, putting his finger on the trigger. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't just shoot you."
"Sam's my brother."
Cas froze. His jaw slackened. Arms dropping to his sides. "What?" He gaped. Dean kept his head steady, eyes level with Cas' staring him down.
"You heard me." Dean said quietly. "My brother is wanted by the company I work for, and I've been told to kill him. Now tell me, what would you do?" Cas paused, his eyes growing wide. He opened his mouth to say something, but seemed to think better of it and closed it again. Dean raised an eyebrow. "Exactly."
"No." Cas said, looking straight into Dean's eyes. "I don't know what I would do but… I would not help him."
"Are you even human?" Dean burst out. Cas tilted his head on its side, staring at Dean wondrously. "Do you feel anything at all?" Dean clarified, looking at Cas, stunned.
"Of course." Cas replied. "But your brother is a killer, Dean."
Dean stepped forwards slightly, his eyes narrowing. "You can do whatever you want to me; destroy my reputation, get me fired, run like Hell away from me, but I swear that you will never touch my brother. No matter how hard you try, bitch."
Cas stepped towards Dean, so that they were almost touching, puffing himself up to look intimidating. "Is that so?"
"Yes." Dean answered, darkly. "That is so." Dean shoved Cas away from him, jerkily, and pulled out his gun. He aimed the gun at Cas' head, so that Cas was forced to look down the barrel. "So, what's your choice?"
"My choice…" Cas said quietly. He paused, looking up at the sky, as though praying. His hand clenched into a fist as his eyes trailed across the sky. When he finally looked back at Dean, something in his eyes was stronger. "Dean, if you truly believe your brother is a good man… Well, I would like to talk to him." Dean's jaw dropped open. "If you're going to Sam, then I am too. I can help."
"Cas, this is stupid." Dean replied, too stunned to think up anything else to say. "You can't. You'll get fired or killed or something!"
Cas grinned. "Well," He said, with a devilish smile, "That just sounds like fun."
"Tell me about yourself." Cas said from the passenger seat, idly. Dean looked across at the man, a smile forming on his lips. "No, wait; tell me about your brother." Cas corrected himself, leaning in slightly, keenly fixing his eyes on Dean. Dean smile dropped slightly.
"Okay." The man said, slowly. "Well, we used to work together. Same business, you know? We were a good team but I ended up getting in the way of one of our lot and… Well, they recruited me. Sammy carried on with the job but on his own he wasn't quite as good and he got into trouble. Got onto Hilters radar."
Castiel tilted his head. "What business was it?"
Dean smirked, glancing at his partner. "You don't want to know."
"If you don't tell me, I'll assume the worst." Cas warned, trying to hide his grin by biting his lips slightly. Dean couldn't help but notice that reaction, eyes dropping and catching slightly on the dark-haired man's lips. Dean looked back at the road.
"Trust me. Anything you can think up… It is much worse."
They fell into an uncomfortable silence as Cas tried to imagine what it could be and Dean tried to not think about what it was.
"Sammy!" Dean yelled, throwing his brother his silver machete, leaving himself defenceless and open in the hopes that Sam could save himself. They were hopelessly outnumbered by the vamps; six to one. They hadn't realised what they were walking into, hadn't done enough research.
Sam grabbed the blade out of the air and swung it round in one swift movement, slicing the vampire's head clean off. He dipped down, rapidly, and scooped up his own blade, throwing Dean's back. They organised themselves fluidly, so they were back to back, facing the snarling creatures.
Cas shuffled in his seat, awkwardly. He wriggled his shoulders slightly as though something was not right about them. Dean, lost in the memory, barely noticed.
Working together they managed to kill one, two, three vampires in quick succession. The remaining eight flinched slightly. Dean stepped towards one threateningly and was relieved when it stepped backwards, fearfully. Realising that they had the advantage, Sam and Dean threw themselves into the fight with wild abandon. Slaying vampire after vampire. Heads hitting the floor with dull thuds.
As the final vampire went down Dean collapsed to the floor, crying out in pain and relief. Sam was quick to follow suit. As Sam lay there, breathing heavily, he mumbled, "Next time I say we do more research… We do more research, okay Dean?"
Dean shook his head, clearing it, attempting to focus on the road. "Whatever you say, little brother." He whispered quietly, attracting a subtle glance from the man in the next seat.
AN: Hope you like this installment! Please review! Anything you have to say is appreciated! Much love x