Chapter 4: Brainy is the new sexy
Sam and Dean were working on a case, tracking down a vampire girl that was killing people in town. Apparently the vampire wasn't very smart because she killed people on the same alley. When they figured that out, they went to that alley that night to kill her. They got right in time because she had already grabbed a guy and she was ready to bite him. Dean pointed a gun at her and shot her, making her get away from the guy and ran away. Sam checked out the guy, who was fine besides scared to death. Dean went after the vampire following the drops of blood and Sam went right after him.
They followed her to an old abandoned warehouse. They got in, Dean pointing his gun and Sam holding a blade ready to cut her head off. For a moment they lost her track, but then they heard a noise coming from behind a door. They approached carefully; Sam prepared to open the door while Dean would shoot whatever appears in the way. As Sam opened the door, Lucifer suddenly appeared right in front of them, startling them.
"God..." Sam breathed out and pulled the blade down.
"Not really Sammy." Lucifer said with a little smile after two weeks without showing up.
"We were after a vampire, you idiot. With all this noise she's probably miles away." Dean said still holding a gun at Lucifer.
"You probably wouldn't get her anyway. So I made you a favor." Lucifer looked back and Sam and Dean saw the vampire on the floor covered in blood, lifeless.
"You killed her? Why?" Dean asked.
"We need to talk… I just freed you schedule."
"I've got nothing to say…" Dean took a step back and tried to get away.
Lucifer walked in Dean's direction. "Well, but I do; and I think this is of your interest. It's about the Leviathans. I've heard you're hunting them."
"And you wanna help… You think I believe that? You're probably in with them." Dean told him.
"You think I like those cocky bastards? They think they own the world, but they're worst than humans." Lucifer had a hateful look but he still talked in a calm way. "I want to exterminate them, just like you. So why don't we work on the same side?"
"We don't work with monsters." Dean shook his head and then he walked to the door to get out.
"Not even if I say I've got information about them?"Lucifer tried to get his attention.
Dean only said. "Come on Sam, let's get out of here." Sam looked at Lucifer for a second, wondering if he had really something useful. But then he still followed his brothers.
"Fine, go away. I just thought you might want to know that Castiel is alive."
Dean stopped, not knowing if he should believe the Devil or not. "What?" Dean turned around.
"My. Little brother. Is. Alive." Lucifer repeated slowly.
"How?" Dean asked, still with doubted that Castiel was alive. After all, the Leviathan said he was gone… but they could be lying. He just didn't want to give himself much hope.
"I don't know." Dean rolled his eyes, expecting than answer. "I know a lot of things but I don't know everything, Dean. But if you don't believe me, I can take you to him."
Dean didn't reply and Sam figured that finally Dean was considering it was true. "So Cas' alive." Sam meant it to be a question but it came out as a statement.
"Yes. And if someone has any information about the Leviathans, that's him."
"Where is he?" Sam asked.
"He's in a mental institution. Apparently he lost his memory; he doesn't even know who he is." Lucifer explained, letting the brothers worried and wondering what had happened to him.
A questing popped in Dean's head. "Maybe…"He wanted to believe Castiel was alive but he had to consider something else too. "Maybe it's not him. It could be just the guy he was possessing, Jimmy." A similar situation had occurred before, so it could be happening again.
"No. I paid him a visit; I know he's still in there. He's just powerless." Lucifer assured him.
"But if he doesn't remember anything, he can't help with the Leviathans." Sam told Lucifer.
"He will… because I know a way to make him remember."
"How?" Sam asked curious.
Lucifer looked at Dean. "You have to make him remember."
"What?" Dean said in surprise. "Why it's gotta be me?" Of all people… why him?
"Because no one matters more to him than you. Not even God." Lucifer explained. He didn't have enough contact with Castiel to know that for sure, but by the things Castiel had done, he was able to guess. "If there's someone that can make him remember, that's you."
Dean swallowed and then was quiet for a moment. "Even if Cas remembers, he still might don't know how to kill the Leviathans," he suggested. Maybe he was just finding excuses… but sometimes it's better not remember some things. Before Castiel supposedly died, Dean saw how regretful he was.
"But there are other important things he might know. Like how many are out there… or what they want. You're not thinking in kill them one by one do you? That's will take forever."
"It's better than nothing." Dean commented.
"Those beasts are smart. We have to play smart too." Lucifer told him. "So you do as I say."
"Cause you're so smart…" Dean said in an ironic tone.
"You have a proof that I am… your life. Everything that happened, all the people you lost… I planned it. I had to, to make Sam free me." Lucifer paused. "You know how far this begun right? Almost a half century. That's why, in the end, there was no way you could escape from me." He turned to Sam. It sound creepy the way Lucifer said it, although it wasn't new for him. Sam knew Lucifer was smart, scarily smart yes, but still he could be the only option they had to stop the Leviathans.
"We have to make a plan to kill all the Leviathans at the same time. So I think you should go get the information." Lucifer said to Dean.
Dean was in silence for a while. He wasn't sure if he was going to work with Lucifer hunting the Leviathans, but he was definitely going to find Castiel. "How am I going to make Cas remember?" He asked Lucifer.
Lucifer made a tiny smile that Sam recognized as his smile of satisfaction. He had made Dean play his game. "I'm sure you'll find a way," he said before disappearing. Then a piece of paper fell on the floor. Sam picked it up, it had written an address of the Asylum where Castiel was.
They drove there for hours. The Asylum wasn't far from the lake where Castiel supposedly had died. They dressed like police officers to get in and access to all sectors of the Institution. They asked for someone with Castiel descriptions and a doctor took them to the common room. As they got there, they immediately identified Castiel; he was dressed with a white uniform and was sat at a table, alone, while other patients talked to their imaginary friends.
"Poor guy…" The doctor commented. "He was found unconscious near of a lake. He had several internal bruises, which I have no idea what was the cause because he looked fine outside." She paused. "He also has amnesia, he doesn't even know who he is and we couldn't identify him yet. I honestly have no idea of what happened to him. I hope you can do more for him." The doctor left them.
Sam and Dean approached Castiel slowly. They didn't know what to expect and that was making Dean nervous. When they got close to him Dean cleared his trout. "I'm agent Ford, this is agent Hamill." Dean pointed at Sam. "May we talk to you?" Dean talked like they were questioning any other person, but he had no idea of what to say.
Castiel looked at him like if he was seeing him for the first time. Dean found his gaze sad. After a while Castiel stared at Sam and then he looked back at Dean. Dean wondered if Castiel recognized them or not. "What do you want?" Castiel asked in a melancholic voice.
"We want to help you." Sam said and gave him a sympathetic smile. "May we sit?"
Castiel nodded and they sat in front of him. "We're aware of your situation. So you don't remember anything before you came here, is that correct?" Sam asked.
"Yes." Castiel paused. "The last thing I remember is to wake up in a hospital." He said calmly.
"How long have you been here?" Dean asked.
"About 5 months."
"No one came looking for you?" Sam asked. Just like Lucifer knew he was alive other creatures could also know.
"Not that I know of." Castiel had his hands on the table and he was touching softly with one hand on the other wrist.
Sam and Dean stayed for a while longer, asking questions. Castiel didn't know anything… They found out nothing, Dean wasn't even sure that it was Castiel and not Jimmy. But they surely wouldn't just leave him in there, like they abandoned him at the lake. Dean was thinking about it as he drove to the motel. He felt guilty, Castiel had done wrong things… but he could've done things differently too.
