New chapter! I have my computer back, so writing will be easier now. Enjoy the chapter! ~RingHunterWizard~
Previously...
"Look, Cas, you gotta talk to him sometime. You can't just keep avoiding home. Every star must return to their roots." Gabriel told him.
"I'm not coming, Gabriel, and that's final. I can't go back there." Cas said decisively, standing up. Dean watched the whole scene as if it were a movie.
"Then I'm sorry for this." He said, before punching Cas to knock him out. Dean stared at Gabriel in horror.
"Why'd you punch him?"
"If he isn't coming home, then I'm going to take him there by force." He said, laying Cas on the bed. "Oh, and by the way, you should pack your bags too. You're coming with us to Russia."
Dean wasn't sure if he had heard Gabriel correctly. "What?" He asked.
"I want you to come with us." Gabriel said.
"I can't. I can't just drop everything and leave. I have a life here!" Dean complained.
"What, drinking and going clubbing? At least in Russia, there's vodka." Gabriel pointed out. Dean shut his mouth, having no good comeback. "And I also need you to lie for me." Gabriel added, starting to pack a bag.
"About what?"
"Well, the only reason my parents let me travel the world instead of helping out with our father's failing business is because I've convinced them that I have my own, successful company. Except... I don't."
"So where do I come in?"
"You're the heir to a rich company. You can lie for me and pretend that we're in a partnership."
"Once again, why me? There are numerous other rich people out there that you could have asked."
"Yes, but we're friends."
"Fri- what? No! I just met you. I'm not lying to your family about having a fake company, and I'm not coming to Russia with you and Cas. This is a family matter. Don't pull me into this!"
"If you're not doing this for me, do it for Cas. You owe him this."
"You can't keep pulling the 'Cas Card' on me, Gabriel. Yes, I owe him, but not like this."
"Oh, come on, don't make this harder for me."
"Make what harder?"
"My plan."
"Plan?" Dean asked.
Gabriel rubbed his forehead. "Oh, fuck it." He said, and then punched Dean, knocking him out cold.
Sam immediately called Ruby. She picked up on the second ring. "What?" She asked, annoyed. "We just-."
"I found out the details about my dad's deal with Crowley." Sam blurted out. There was silence on the other line. "Ruby?"
"I'm driving over to your house right now. Stay right there, pull up the evidence." She promptly hung up. Sam looked over the conditions of his father's deal with Crowley once again.
In exchange for the prosperity of Winchester Motors Inc. for 10 years, these following conditions must be met:
I must be installed as the co-head of Winchester Motors Inc in 10 years time
A deposit of 500,000 dollars must be paid before the conditions are enacted
And finally, Dean shall be married to Bela Talbot
His father hadn't even questioned Crowley's orders about Dean marrying Bela. Only asked how he could carry it out. Did he really value the company over Dean that much? But it shouldn't have surprised him anyways; the man was willing to let Crowley drug Dean without asking anything.
The doors blew open and Ruby stormed in with Alfrid at her heels.
"Please, miss. If you want to talk to Mr. Winchester, then you must schedule an appointment." Ruby whirled around, causing Alfrid to stop abruptly.
"I already did. Isn't that right Sam?" She asked. Sam nodded.
"Um, yeah, Alfrid. It's fine. You can leave." Alfrid nodded.
"Of course, sir. And you brother also asked you to call him as soon as possible, just to let you know." He said, before closing the doors and leaving.
"Hell of butler you've got there." She commented.
"Shut up." He turned the computer towards her, and she quickly scanned the screen. Finally she looked up.
"Why all of this 'install me as co-head, marry Bela' shit? Why not make himself the head of the company directly?" She asked.
"I don't know." Sam replied. "And I especially don't know why Crowley would want Dean to marry Bela of all people. I mean, she's a model, no one even remotely related to Winchester Motors. If he's after the company like you said, this is a hell of a way to go about it."
"I know. Which is why you're going to find out all about it." She said, turning to leave. She stopped right before the doors and turned around again. "Oh, and don't forget to meet me at 4 tomorrow." She made to open the doors, but they swung open by themselves to reveal a man with blond hair and mischievous eyes, carrying Dean. Behind him were two other bodies, one of which looked like Alfrid.
"What the hell?" Sam asked.
"Sammy, my boy! What's this I hear about meeting at 4? Is this a date you've got with that hot chick?" He asked. Sam stared at him in confusion and concern. "You are Sam Winchester, right? Dean's younger brother? He would be proud of you for scoring a girl like this if he was, you know, conscious."
"What the hell?" Sam repeated. Ruby looked between the two.
"Well, this seems like personal business, so I guess I'll just leave. See you tomorrow Sam." She gave him a peck on the cheek and walked out.
"Nice girlfriend." Gabriel remarked.
"Wha- she's not my girlfriend!" Sam exclaimed. Gabriel clucked his tongue.
"You Winchesters and denying romantic relationships. Such as shame. You can't see it when it's right in front of your faces." He said.
"Can you please just explain who you are and what you're doing with my brother, my butler and-" Sam broke off. "Is that Castiel Novak? The pianist? Why is he here? Why are they all unconscious?" Sam asked. Gabriel chuckled.
"So you know my brother."
"He's your brother?" Sam asked in disbelief.
"Oh, Sam. Sit down and I'll explain everything."
"But-"
"Shhh. Just listen to the story. So, first question." He said, setting down Dean next to the other bodies. "Do you remember 10 years ago, your brother had a friend named Cas?" Sam furrowed his eyebrows
"Um, kind of. Was it that skinny kind with the blue eyes that my brother used to hang around with a lot?" He asked.
"That's one way to put it." Gabriel said.
The memories came flooding back to him. "They were pretty good friends, but then Dean told me that they lost contact."
"They were more than friends." Gabriel said.
Sam raised his eyebrows. "I didn't know my brother swung that way. I mean, sure, he screws around with them, but…" Sam gestured with his hands. "Y'know."
"Cas was his first love, and last, I'm pretty sure." Gabriel commented.
"Okay, but what does that have to do anything with you knock my brother, butler, and a famous pianist unconscious and dragging them into my house?" Sam asked. "You said you would explain, so you'd better do that before I throw you out." Gabriel shook his head.
"Sam, Sam, Sam. I thought you were smarter than this! Connect the dots!"
"I don't get it." Sam said. Gabriel groaned.
"Do I really have to spell this out for you? Cas, your brother's 'friend'. Castiel Novak, famous pianist. Dean is immediately attracted to him, just like he was attracted to Cas." Gabriel said slowly. Sam's eyes lit up with understanding.
"Holy shit. Do you mean Dean's Cas and Castiel…. Oh my god!" Questions raced through Sam's brain. How had Dean not recognized Cas? For that matter, how had he not recognized Cas? Sam's brain flashed back to the email. Drug him to make sure that he forgets that other woman. Except, that other woman had been another man. Cas. "Oh my god. Oh my god." He repeated. He could only imagine his father's reaction when he had found Dean and Cas. He had already been ready to ged rid of Dean's love interest when it was a girl. His father had probably been more than eager to separate them.
"Sam!" Gabriel snapped his fingers in front of Sam's face.
"So why now? Why play matchmaker 10 years later?" Gabriel shrugged.
"Many reasons. One, they needed time and distance for the anger to go away and the heartbreak to set in. Two, after Dean left Cas, he called me one last time and told me not to visit him. But recently, our father, well he's suffering from a terminal illness. Cancer of the kidney. So, I decided to go get Cas to sort things out between them before our father goes to the fair. But, Cas didn't really want to come, you see, so I had to force him." He gestured towards Cas's body. Sam raised his eyebrows.
"He's going to be happy when he wakes up."
"Our father brought us up as soldiers. Punch first, think later." Gabriel shrugged.
"Where does my brother come in in all of this?"
"Well, you see, the only reason our father got mad and kicked Cas out of the house is because he refused to help with our father's failing business."
"And what exactly is this business?"
"A brewery. He used to live in America, but then he decided that he wanted to start a brewery, and that there would be less competition in Russia. So he moved there with our family. But not only was there only no competition, there were no customers. I wasn't alive when all this happened, but my older brothers, Michael and Lucifer were, though, and I heard all of this from the both of them."
"Did you say Lucifer?" Sam asked. Gabriel chuckled.
"My mother was very religious. And really, it fits. Michael, the righteous son who supported his father, no matter what, and Lucifer, the one who rebelled and was also kicked out. Little Cas takes after him. And then there's me. I couldn't stand it all, the tension in the house. I ran away, created my own fortune. I convinced my father that I had started my own successful company, and he allowed me to leave home."
"You have a company?"
"Yeah, just a small lie."
"Then how do you have money to survive?"
"My little secret." Gabriel smiled. "Anyway, back to the story. I need your brother because he is their heir to a very expensive company, and I don't have any other reason to bring him along than to tell my father that I made a deal with his company."
"So what's the real reason you're taking him?"
"I'm Cas's brother. He hasn't been the same for the past 10 years. The first year and so, sure, he was thriving. But later? I could see how much it hurt him. The few times he did call, he sounded lifeless. He was happy playing piano and performing, but something was missing. And don't tell me that you haven't noticed a difference in Dean too. I've spent 15 minutes with him, max, and he doesn't seem anything like the happy person my brother described. So this is where my plan comes in. Put them together in an isolated place together, and they're bound to realize it sooner and later; they love each other." Sam nodded, impressed.
"And let me guess, Dean didn't like your plan either?"
"Whatever it takes." Gabriel said.
"And how long will they be gone?"
"2 weeks."
"Great." Sam said. "I give you permission to abduct my brother and take him to Russia with his lover."
"See, Sam. I knew you'd understand. Now, I need to load these two on my private jet before they wake up. Have fun on your date, Sammy." Gabriel said, getting up to leave.
"It's not a date." Sam grumbled under his breath.
Alfrid was sore. The Winchesters had had 2 visitors today, and both of them had simply walked into the mansion without an appointment. He rubbed his cheek ruefully. Especially that last visitor. He was a violent one and had punched him just to get past to Mr. Winchester.
Sighing, Alfrid pulled out his phone, typing in his password slowly with one hand. He was getting too old for this kind of job.
The person he was calling picked up on the first ring. "Alfrid." Crowley said. "How are things going, my friend?" He asked.
"Well, Mr. Crowley. It is as you suspected. Sam Winchester is communicating with Ruby."
"Do you know what they were talking about?"
"It seems Mr. Winchester has found out about your deal. I have a feeling that he and Ms. Ruby are planning something."
"Yes, they're going to kill me." Crowley said casually. "Do you know what this means, Alfrid?"
"No, sir."
"I need to make my move before they do. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to make some calls." Crowley hung up the phone, immediately dialing John Winchester's number.
"Mr. Crowley?" John said. "What is it?"
"John. Hello. We need to talk about our deal. I'm renegotiating the terms. The wedding will be moved up to…" He checked his calendar. "3 weeks. Also, I want you to give me the rest of my payment now."
"What? No, you can't renegotiate the deal now! The wedding will take forever to plan, and-"
"I. Don't. Care. Get it done, Winchester. Need I remind you, I'm the one controlling this deal. You don't agree, I take away your success and kill you. So make arrangements, because this needs to happen in 3 weeks."