"No flirting you two!" Dean called after Sam and Castiel (human) who were going out on a case on a demon alone. Sam rolled his eyes and slammed the door to the bunker. Cas waited obediantly beside the younger winchester brother for his orders. Sam laughed, "Stand down Cas, it's not like we're in the military."

Cas was no longer tense, "Sorry."

The two made their way to the impala, "Do you think Dean will be okay while we're gone?"

Sam glanced at him as he hopped into the passangers side and buckled up, "Yah he'll be fine. The bunkers completely safe. Cas got in shotgun and did the same not replying, "Ready for a 6 hour road trip Castiel?" Sam asked with a smile.

Cas nodded, "I guess so." Sam started the car and they drove off.

It was already 4 hours into the drive when Sam began to feel tired. Why hadn't they left early like they usually did? Why did Dean keep having to prepare them this morning for a simple demon case? He wasn't usually that worried. Never the less, it was almost 8:00 pm and the darkness of the night shadowed the car. Cas had fallen asleep against the glass window, and there was not a single car in sight. Why was this place so desolate? Sam thought.

He saw a light up ahead and stopped, "What the hell?" he whispered as he slowed the car to a stop. He made sure not to wake Cas as he exited the car to check out the mysterious light. He approached it cautiously, fingering the silver gun in his pocket. He sighed when he realized it was just a hubcab reflecting moonlight. He heard the car door slam behind him...his side of the car. He turned back. Cas hadn't awoken from the noise luckily but Sam wondered what had caused it. He walked back to the car and entered it. He sat down and glanced at Cas who was in a different position than before. Something felt different in the car. It almost felt as if the car wasn't as safe as outside of it. He shrugged it off and started the car again.

He eventually pulled into the nearest hotel and regrettably had to wake Cas up so they could walk to the room together. The former angel didn't say a word as they made their way up to their room on the second floor. Sam was explaining the hubcap story to him not noticing something was off. They entered the room, "then I heard the car door slam like magic man-"

Cas put a hand on Sam's shoulder inturrupting him. Sam gave him a look realizing something was wrong, "Cas you okay?"

Cas suddenly smirked and smacked Sam in the face so hard it sent him flying to the other side of the room. "Cas!" he could barely catch his own breath. When he stood up to face him he realized...Cas' eyes were black. Shit. He glanced at the bag of holy water across the room. He needed to distract him to get to it. "Christo." he yelled. The demon covered his ears as Sam pushed past him quickly and grabbed the bottle of holy water. The demon was approaching him. He splashed the water in it's face. It started screeching. Sam grabbed the lamp across the room and hit it over the head with it.

He glared down at it in hatred. It couldn't just possess his best friend and get away with it. He set a chair down in the middle of the hotel room. He set Cas' possessed body on it and wrapped rope he had in his bag around it to secure it. He spray painted a demon trap under it as well. He sat down at the bed and stared at it. When it woke he would be there. He gripped the holy water tightly.

It was 5-10 minutes before it actually woke up. It tugged on the ropes then smirked, "You Winchesters...are difficult." It said. Sam kept a calm face, "What were your intentions when possessing Castiel?"

The demon laughed in disbelief, "Are you serious? Do you know how much Castiel is worth in heaven right now?"
Sam rolled his eyes, "Of course." he grabbed the journal and tried to find the exorcising spell. The demon chuckled, "You're going to excercise me? That's so mainstream now."

"Shut up." Sam grumbled flipping pages. The demon laughed, "But don't you-"

Sam grabbed it by the throat, "When I say shut up you shut up! You possessed my friend. You don't get to speak freely."

The demon shrugged, "Fine...Whatever."

Sam let go and flipped to the page. The demon grinned, "He does like you better than Dean you know. You're not bossy, hot headed, selfish, and what other words describing Dean are floating around in this head of his...annoying, ordering, self hatred-"

Sam looked up, "He doesn't think that about me?"

The demon rolled his eyes, "No one thinks that about you. You're the good brother." It smirked, "Especially in hell."

Sam started reading the incantation. It was latin so he barely understood it. The demon squirmed, "See you in hell one day Sam!" Were it's last words. Black smokw escaped from Cas' mouth as it disappeared into...hell. Cas woke up startled, "What the- SAM!?"

Sam ran a hand through his hair in relief and untied his friend. He put a hand on his shoulder, "I'm so glad you're okay. Dean would have killed me if I brought you back to him dead."

Cas looked around confused, "What happened...did a...demon just possess me?"

Sam nodded, "Yah. I'll tell you the details later. Anyways. I think we solved the demon problem."

"Obviously," Cas said exhasperated.

"Lets get some rest." Sam paused, "Cas come here."

"What?" Cas exclaimed nervously as Sam pulled him into a quick bear hug. He pulled back again, "Thanks for thinking of me as not hot headed, selfish, and or bossy."

Cas looked confused for a moment then he relaxed and smiled, "You're welcome Sam Winchester."

Sam grinned and slapped him on the back. They'd get some rest and head back to the bunker the next day.