"Cas couldn't find God," Dean stated. "Do you really think she's going to find him."
"Dean." Bobby said. Den turned around to face the older man, but before he could open is mouth Bobby smacked him hard in the back of her head. "You better start changing your attitude, son. I know you're pissed at Cas, sure he didn't make the best choices, but, we weren't giving him an easy time either. I hate to say it, but, I think we did use Cas when he needed him."
"He could have made his own damn choice, he could have said no." Dean shot back.
"You really think he would have?" Bobby asked. "If it meant watching his brother's and sister's die, watching you and your brother die! When he got attacked by Rachael, he came here 'cause he felt safe. For the last three years we've been fighting angel's, trying to stop the apocalypse and for some reason that boy came back."
"You heard Cas before Dean," Sam said. "He'd rather be here with us then in Heaven." Sam pointed out. "Dean, he's family." Dean just shook his head walking out of the house.
Dean couldn't help but feel betrayed. Castiel was their friend, his friend, his brother. He lost Lisa, He lost Ben and now Castiel too.
Castiel pulled him from Hell, leaving him a permanent mark on his shoulder. Dean ran his hand over the mark. Castiel was a tight ass back then, Dean though. He was loyal to his Father. Even after being forced back to Heaven for a hell of a beating, Dean thought, the angel still stayed with them until Raphael killed him.
But, God sent Castiel back and the angel wasn't far from them. Castiel rebelled and became hunted by his brothers and sister being force to kill them. He went on a search for God that ended up braking the angel even more leaving him drunk. And when Lucifer and Michael faced off Castiel again died for them, died for Dean. Died to give Dean extra time.
Castiel pulled Sam from Hell too and deep down he knew that Castiel never meant for Sam to return without his soul. Castiel was always there for him, whenever Dean called him, whenever Dean needed him he was there.
The realization hit Dean hard. He did take advantage of Castiel, but he never meant to. Castiel should have come to him, when it first started getting bad. Screw an 'apple pie' life, that didn't exist for hunter. He should have kept hunting, he shouldn't have stayed with Ben and Lisa. That way he'd still have them, at least a small part of them. Dean would have help Castiel if he asked, everything that Castiel gave for him, for their broken little family.
Dean kept walking, his mind going over everything for the past few years. He never lied when he said that he thought of Castiel as a brother, he had to admit, Castiel was right. Dean wasn't there when Castiel needed him, but Castiel wouldn't let him be there either. Dean kicked a car tire in frustration.
"I would have been there!" He said. "I wouldn't have left Cas if I knew!" Dean yelled. "You have to be listening?" Dean said to the blue sky. "You have to be somewhere?" Dean continued to look up. "Why did you leave? Look what's happening! You can stop it, you can do something, anything?" Dean pleaded and begged. "Castiel's always been loyal to you! Hell, he believed even when he was told you were dead." Dean didn't know what he was waiting for.
"Your useless, you know that!" Dean shouted angrily. "You're a useless father that abandons the ones that needed him the most. I won't let my friend die like this you bastard! You're a coward." Dean retorted. "Hiding and letting this planet go to hell. Well, screw you! I'm getting Cas back! Then I'm going after you!" Dean shook his head and started back for the house. "If you're not going to help you might as well be dead." Dean said under his breath.
"Is that anyway to pray?" A small blond women asked. Dean took a quick glance at her and knew she was an angel, knew she was one of Raphael's.
"Lady, I'm done with praying." He stated throwing the knife and it went through her chest. Dean grabbed the knife as a flash of light lit the yard. He ran back into the house. "I'm getting my best friend back." Dean said as he passed Sam and went straight into the study.
Isabel stood in shock as she looked around. It's been along time since she was in Heaven, since she was at the Garden. It was always beautiful and warm and full of life. Joshua always kept it perfect but now it was in ruins of what it once was. The trees were bare, the plants and flowers dead. Any life that once resided here was dead and the warmth gone.
Isabel walked, her hand touching the dried bark of the trees. It was enough to bring tears to her eyes. A small branch snapping under her fingers and falling to the ground even though she barely touched it. She quickly pulled her hand away, whispering an apology to the tree even though the life was gone from it. It hurt to see such beauty gone, Isabel couldn't fight the single tear that feel down her cheek anymore.
"You've been away a long time, Isabel." She looked up to see the dark skinned angel stepping closer to her. His voice was so soft and kind, Isabel wondered if he even knew how to raise is voice.
"What happened to your garden, Joshua?" She asked sadly.
"All things must die, I'm afraid." Joshua answered wiping the tear from her cheek. He let his hand rest there for a minute before pulling away and smiling a soft, sad smile at her.
"But, this is God's garden?" She questioned grievously. "The life, the beauty. It's been here all of my existence! All of your existence!" Isabel's voice cracked. "What will you do?" She asked the man. Joshua sighed.
"I'm afraid I can't tell you that." He said sincerely. Isabel nodded in understanding.
"Can you tell me where God is?" She asked. Joshua pressed his lips together and again sighed.
"I'm sorry." He replied.
"Joshua, please," Isabel begged. "You have to tell me, he's the only one who can help!" Joshua took Isabel's hand between his own and held it tightly.
"He won't help, I'm sorry. This isn't his battle." Joshua stated.
"Not is battle?" Isabel questioned shaking her head. "But, someone's taking his place! Destroying Heaven! Look at your garden, it's... it's..."
"I know," Joshua said looking around. His eyes sad as he took in the garden. "It's heartbreaking, but there's nothing I can do for you." Joshua leaned in and kissed Isabel's forehead. "Don't lose you faith, young one." He said. Then let go of her hand and started to walk away.
"Wait!" Isabel called out. "Where are you going?" Joshua turned.
"I can't tell you," He said and smiled. "But someday, you'll be back and this will all be as you remembered. You'll find God, just not here."
"Joshua!" Isabel called again but he was gone. Isabel didn't move for a long time. She heard the foot steps and didn't have to question who they belong to. "Are you happy, you have your revenge?" She said not looking up.
"It's not revenge," Castiel answered back standing behind Isabel. "It's punishment."
"You tortured them," Isabel said. She could feel her brothers and sisters pain. "This is revenge."
"Is there a reason why you're here?" He questioned. Isabel faced him.
"Yes, I want to smack you!" She said angrily. "Do you even realize what you're doing anymore?" She looked around shaking her head. "This is horrible."
"I'm taking care..."
"No, you're not Castiel..." She interrupted him but then she laughed as he really looked at him. "But, you're not Castiel anymore are you? Your God! My brother's dead, right?" She asked.
"But, you still think you can get him back?" Castiel asked instead of answering her question.
"I don't know if I can find him anymore..." She said sadly. Castiel leaned closer to her.
"Maybe you should just stop looking," His deep voice said. "It's better this way."
"Better! No," Isabel said. "You're just like Raphael, if not worse." He reached out. Grabbing her shoulders and pinning her hand against a tree. She felt the air get knocked out of her lungs. Isabel watched the cold blue eyes starring at her. Suddenly a small sliver of concern, confusion, pain and fear was there. Isabel could only think it was Castiel, it had to be.
"Cas, please," She pleaded, trying to catch her breath and using the nickname the boys gave him, hoping maybe that would help. "You have to release the souls, they'll kill you!" That small flash a hope faded quickly when Castiel shook his head and once again his eyes were cold. But, it was enough of a distraction for Isabel to slip away.
Isabel made it to the porch of Bobby Singer's house before she just fell. She sat up with her back against the house, leaning her head back she closed her eyes.
"Did you hear something?" Sam asked looking around. Dean stood up.
"You check the back, I'll take the front." He said and Sam nodded. It was getting dark and so far at least five or six angel's had showed up. But when Dean walked out on the front porch he saw a figure slumped against the house. It didn't take him long to realize who it was. "Hey, Izzy." Deans said crouching down next to her. "You okay?" He asked. She opened her eyes and nodded.
"Yeah." Isabel said sounding defeated. When she looked up Dean was smirking. "What?" Isabel asked annoyed.
"I think I found how to save Cas," He said extending his hand to help her up. She grabbed it and followed Dean into the house. "Oh, and you just let me call you Izzy!" Dean said triumphantly, Isabel rolled her eyes.
"Are you going to tell me, or what?" She questioned.
"We need to talk to Death..." Dean said.
A.N: Sorry if there's a lot of misspelling! Try to get the out quick! It's kinds of a family weekends! So the next part sould be up by Tuesday night! I actually had to cut this in two, 'cause it got reeaaaly long so the next part goes along with it!
I hope you enjoy, more soon promise!