Chapter 4

Castiel is in the bunker's basement preparing for a trip to Hell and keeping an eye on its King. It turns out, Crowley can be quite efficient when he wants to be. By the time Dean returns to the basement with his arsenal, Crowley tells them he can open up a portal into Hell and they are ready to go. Although, Castiel isn't sure he is. After all, he is still an angel. The though of going into the far reaches of Hell does more than just unnerve him. Going to visit Lucifer... That does too. But then again, he needs to do this. For Sam.

So Castiel flies Dean, Crowley and himself to the forest where the demon tells him they need to go. After that, there's a spell and a few flashes of lightning and then they're in. In feels the fear and horror of a million damned souls swirling in the air around them. For a moment, he's overwhelmed by it, unable to make anything out. Then, suddenly, he senses a soul that feels unlike any other. A soul he would know anywhere. A soul in dreadful distress.

"Sam's this way." Castiel says it as the same exact moment as Crowley and they are both pointing in the same direction. Dean looks at them, confused, for a split second, before taking off running down the path they're motioning toward. Castiel follows and, he notes, so does Crowley.

Dean really, really hasn't thought this through. He knows that. Instead of worrying about it, he takes out a gun that he's been holding onto for a while now from his waistband. It's loaded with bullets that are engraved with angel banishing sigils. They are also hollowed out, filled with holy oil. Dean can only hope that they will weaken Lucifer for long enough that he can bust open the cage, grab Sam and get his little brother the hell out of here before the devil does any more damage to him. He's thinking Cas and Crowley can figure out how to slam the door shut on Lucifer in the meantime. If not, he figures he'll just toss all the holy oil grenades from his duffel at the evil bastard. How's that for a plan?

A chilling scream startles Dean from this train of thought and he runs even faster towards the sound of his brother's voice.