Pre- chapter Author Note

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So, I may have skipped around a bit, as most of the other chapters were written somewhere near the beginning of season 8 and this has references to the mark of Cain. I have gone back and changed minor things about the previous chapters so that this chapter is reasonable in the overall story, but I do apologize for those who've already read thus far. I do plan to continue from this point in the series, and am sorry to those who may have liked it otherwise (But if it is too much for you, please locate your local back button). Thank you and happy reading.

Well the mojo had certainly worked. The kid had gone from wanting to throw them in an insane asylum to asking what the plan was. Cas took the cuffs off, and though Dean seemed to think it was a bit rash, Sam was just glad they could all stop feeling so damn nervous.

Danny (for the ghost's name turned out to be Danny) gave both the brothers quite a scare when they took the cuffs off. It turned out that most of his type of spirits preferred to float constantly, never touching the ground. Ignorant to this particular fact, Dean almost spit out his beer when, the moment the cuffs were removed, Danny rose about a foot off the ground and stayed there, like it was a perfectly normal thing to do. Sam was amused at Dean's overreaction, but couldn't help glance at the kid repeatedly. That was just unsettling.

"So," Danny sounded serious now, looking down at the map table. "angels."

The mood shifted. "Yeah, angels." Sam said, not wanting to wait for sexual tension one and two (Dean and Cas) to decide who would talk. "They're everywhere, invaded after one of them, a guy called Metatron, gave them all the boot and closed the pearly white gates."

Danny looked at Cas, "I'll get back to that bit," Danny looked confused, but pressed on, looking to Cas "but I take it you can shrink down somehow, seeing as people haven't started screaming about giant office buildings with wings waging war."

This threw Sam off. What the hell was he talking about 'office buildings'? But Cas seemed to understand. "We take human vessels."

Danny's face twisted into a look of disgust, "you mean that you- you are-"

Cas nodded again. "I am in a human host. He was a holy man, he actually prayed for this."

The look didn't go away, but Danny seemed to put it aside for a moment. "So- if these things take humans, and are still at war, they're killing people. Is that what's going on?"

"Yep," Dean piped up, "saying it's heaven knocking, then using the meat suits for warfare."

Danny winced. "Way to put it gently, Batman." he muttered. "So why did Meta-man give the angels the boot?"

Sam snorted. "Isn't that the question of the hour? Because he's crazy."

"Dick with wings." Dean grumbled.

Cas glanced at them before turning back to Danny. "He wants to be God."

Danny was sceptical. "Yeah, you'd mentioned the big man, why doesn't he just step in? Or do his kids just have to 'fight their own battles'?"

Cas' face morphed into stone. "Our father has been missing for eons. Few believe he even exists anymore."

Danny's head was spinning. This was just a little off. A few hours ago, angels and god were all a big safety blanket for those who didn't know how things worked. Now, heaven was a soap opera and it was going to be his job to mop it up.

"So you're telling me," Danny said slowly, his words dripping with sarcasm, "that are father, who art in heaven, walked out on his kids?" He laughed a humorless laugh. "So we get to clean up a god's problems because daddy dearest didn't want to take care of it? Oh that's great. Somebody get CPS on the phone, we need to get a pouting kid who's locked everyone out of the house."

Dean growled, "You think this is some kind of joke? People are dying!"

Danny wiped a fake tear away, "I think it is hilarious that the world is going to end due to daddy issues."

("Well, it kind of already did." Whispered the author.)

"But anyway," Danny's voice was somber again, "what's the plan?"

Dean and Sam looked at each other. "Well," Sam said awkwardly, "we were going to try and stab him, but that takes this special knife that we don't have."

Was it Danny's imagination, or was Sam shooting Dean hostile looks? He didn't know, or particularly care at this point; they weren't his problem right now. "Well, how would I procure such a knife?"

"We've already got someone on it," Dean was definitely glaring at Sam, "we just need to wait. Cas, what is boy-wonder supposed to do in the mean time?" Dean looked edgy, what was up with him?

"Well, I was hoping he could help get angels out of vessels and maybe even look for an alternative method of overthrowing Metatron."

Now both men were looking at Dean and Danny could feel tension rising. "Is something wrong?" Danny said, not sure what else was going on.

Dean's head turned to Danny, "Peachy." he said, his voice gruff, like he was trying hard to be extra macho.

'Yeah, that's a 'no'', Danny thought, but only gave Dean a look. What was going on here?

"I'm going to go look for evidence of any angel attacks. Sam, you want to introduce ghost kid to Bobby and Kevin?" Dean said, already turning to leave.

Sam sighed heavily, but muttered, "Sure. C'mon Danny, it's time you met the rest of the fam."

Author's Notes

So, I feel like that was a little weird. It's very AU, but that was kind of the point. Dunno if I'll have The Cult of Cas in the next chapter, but just let me know what you thought. If it was too weird I may re do this one, it all depends on the response it gets. Thanks for sticking with me, PM my any plot holes or grammar mistakes,

Lots of love,

~ Nopony