Okay, so this chapter was written between the hours of 1 and 3 in the morning while I emptied the pan under our leaky water heater every thirty minutes. So no rotten vegetable throwing if its bad! Please review, even if its to criticize (constructively of course) your comments are awesome! To supernaturalrenegade, thank you I'll keep that in mind. This story is coming really fast, and I'm gonna try hard to slow it down and keep it to one update a day.

Chapter 6 In the Light

A blazing white light shot through the house. The whole building started to shake as the foundations themselves became loose. There was no one in the house, Castiel knew that, but he wanted to make sure the boys wouldn't find anything that would lead them to the wayward prophet. Of course, he could have just obliterated the house into nothingness, but this was a neighborhood full of believers and he didn't want to disturb them too much. Castiel felt the house crumble under his immense power and smiled. Then he vanished into thin air.

As soon as Sam and Dean saw the house they knew something was wrong. For one thing there was no house left. The place where Chuck's home had been was now just a huge pit of rubble. Dean opened up the glove compartment and pulled out a wooden box filled with fake badges. After rummaging through them for a moment then tossed one to Sam. He looked at it and smirked at Dean. "Seriously?"

"What?" His older brother looked at him innocently.

Sam held up his badge. "John C. Mellencamp of the agriculture department? Don't you think that's pushing it a little?"

Dean smiled at his own joke. "Not wearin' suits Sammy, we can't pretend to be feds. Sam scowled at him and took the keys out of the ignition. "Come on Agent Cougar." Dean said as he got out of the car, and Sam smiled to himself. No matter what happened Dean would always be Dean. He got out of the car.

Dean walked towards the wreckage and flashed his badge at the officer who tried to stop him from crossing the yellow tape. "The department of agriculture? What are you guys doing here?" Dean smiled at the cop's confusion.

"That is an excellent question," Sam walked up and stood next to him. "which my partner will gladly answer while I take a look around." Sam shot him a look that had "I'm gonna kill you." written all over it. Dean just smiled and ducked under the metal tape. In the background he could hear his brother saying that a farmer had set a pesticide bomb off and then destroyed the house with a reaping machine as an act of domestic terrorism. He shook his head and smiled, then turned to the job at hand. There was paper strewn about everywhere, mixed in with furniture, broken liquor bottles, and all the other crap Chuck had collected. He started sifting through papers, reading a few lines here and there. Most of the stuff was old material for the Supernatural books. So pretty much all they had was a bunch of predictions that had already happened. He kept looking and Sam joined him a few minutes later. "What took you so long?" He asked jokingly.

"Apparently the guy's dad is a farmer, and he couldn't believe any farmer could do this. I had to go over it like five times with him, and he wanted names of pesticides, and what the model the reaper was." Sam sounded exasperated and Dean chuckled.

"Find anything else out from farmer Joe?" Sam shook his head.

"Only that the EMTs didn't find a body, and they don't think anybody was home when the house was destroyed." Dean sucked in air through his teeth.

"So either Cas got Chuck and destroyed the house, or-"

"Chuck was already gone and Cas destroyed it to keep us off his trail." Sam finished.

"Try looking through the papers. This is all old stuff, but maybe there's something new." Sam nodded and moved into what used to be the kitchen. Dean was about to move on too when a paper caught his eye. He could only see part of it. The first sentence read. "Sam screamed in agonizing pain." Dean felt his stomach drop. He picked up the paper and read on. "He'd been hurt before, but never like this. This was gut wrenching, heart twisting, soul crunching torture, and he couldn't bear another second of it. "Don't worry Sammy, you'll have all of eternity to get used to it." Lucifer sneered as he read the twisted, bleeding creature that was once Sam Winchester's mind. Sam screamed again as Lucifer hacked his limbs off. All he wanted to do was die, and that was the one thing he could never do. It was going to be a long eternity..."

There was more, but the paper slipped out of Dean's hands. He looked over at Sam, who was sitting on the ground sorting through papers. Sam, his brother, had endured torture so much worse than his own. He remembered how messed up he'd been when he had gotten out. How was Sam even up and walking, sane, mostly, and working. Dean thought about how he had turned to alcohol to numb his pain, Sam used no crutch. Pride mixed with pity welled up in his heart. His little brother was stronger than he, or anyone else for that matter, gave himself credit for. Dean's eyes felt a little watery, but he refused to let the tears fall. Even if they could get Cas back to normal he was going to give the angel the beating of a life time for what he'd done to Sam. "Hey Dean, come take a look at this." The sound of his name pulled him out of his visions of beating the ever loving shit out of Cas, and he walked over to where Sam was now standing.

"Whatcha' got?" He asked, hoping his voice sounded normal. Thankfully Sam didn't notice. He showed the paper to his older brother.

"Sam, Dean, go to Illinois. Find Olivia." That was all. Dean flipped it over looking for more, but there was nothing.

"That's it?" He demanded. "Come on Chuck, you couldn't have been more specific? I mean, there's not even a last name." Sam nodded in agreement.

"Its not much to go on, but its a start."

After turning up nothing else they walked back to the Impala. Dean sat down in the driver's seat. He looked over at his brother. "Well, looks like we're going to Illinois."

E/N So here is my question to you; who is this mysterious Olivia person? I have a few ideas, but I want to know what YOU think. Should she be a prophet, demon, some new monster with prophet like powers. Let me know, your feedback may influence the story. :)