Chapter 9

Sitting quietly in the lounge, Castiel thought about his last altercation with Sarah and whether he could have done anything differently to change the outcome. Hearing movement approach him, Castiel looked up to see Dean walk into the lounge holding two bottles of beer.

"Here, you look like you could use one" Dean gestured, holding the bottle out in front of him.

"Thanks" Castiel replied quietly as he took the bottle and unscrewed the cap. He hardly ever drank before the apocalypse but as his doubts and stresses continued to grow, he could not help but find the habit comforting.

Dean passed Castiel a sympathetic look as he sat in the chair next to him "She'll come round, they always do"

Castiel turned and looked round at Dean "No I do not think she will"

Dean lifted the bottle to his lips as he took a sip of his beer "Cas, what the hell happened?"

Castiel remained quiet as he took a sip of the beer Dean had given to him "If I tell you what happened between Sarah and I Dean, our situation is at risk of becoming increasingly awkward..."

Dean smirked "Are you kidding me? Cas how many awkward moments have we actually had, one more sure as hell isn't gonna rock the boat"

Still apprehensive, Castiel rubbed his hand down his face as he took a deep breath "I was the reason Sarah was cast into hell...it was my fault"

Dean's face stiffened as he sat forward in his chair "Come again?"

"Sarah and I have known each other for a long time, there was a time when I would have done anything for her but times change and we gradually fell apart. Sarah sensed what the Angels were planning and set siege for heaven to protect her brother's legacy and you...At the time of her confiding in me, telling me what she was planning to do, Zachariah had already assigned me in charge of the plan...nothing could alter it, not even her. I notified Zachariah of her plan and very soon after he had sent an army of Archangels to locate her..." Castiel explained as he slumped back into the chair.

Dean sneered at his response before taking another sip "Sometimes I can't believe the things you've done...Why couldn't you just lie and protect the Angel you obviously care about?"

"Caring is a weakness Dean, it is not permitted in heaven...and I was unable to lie because if I were to be found guilty of treason I would have been standing at her side during the hearing" Castiel replied taking a larger sip of his beer.

Dean shook his head as he stared at Castiel, frustrated "So you just what, let her take the fall...for what I might add is an acceptable reason for disobeying..."

Castiel nodded "I am fully aware that if I had said nothing, Sarah would not have been cast into hell to suffer for over two hundred years only to be brought back up to heaven to continue to suffer"

"What do you mean she continued to suffer?"

"What do you think Dean, when she was lifted, Zachariah and the guards of heaven were waiting with open arms?"

Sitting back in the chair, Dean shook his head from the thoughts that began to creep in his mind as he took a longer much needed sip of his beer "Nah I guess not...damn Cas you royally screwed this one up..."

"I am also aware of that fact...the emotions I feel cause me to become confused whenever she is around..."

Dean smirked "She's a confusing one..."

Castiel passed him a puzzled look "How so?"

"Well one minute she's at my side comfortably, the next...I don't know she just feels miles away..." Dean started as he sat forward in his chair "What I don't get is why all of a sudden she's started to act so frigid around me..."

A frustrated glance crossed Castiel's face as he looked at Dean "You are honestly telling me that deep down you do not know?"

Dean passed him a blank look "Deep dark nothing remember...Care to enlighten me?"

Castiel took a deep breath, angered by what he was about to say, almost wishing it was him she felt like this for "She is in love with you Dean; she just does not understand or know it yet..." He replied as he looked at the ground.

Dean eyes widened as he nodded "Oh..." He started seeing Castiel's expression change "No this isn't awkward at all...I mean are you sure, how'd you know that?"

Castiel looked up at him "I have known Sarah for a lot longer than you Dean, I know how she thinks and acts when she is experiencing discomfort within herself...and that discomfort is you"

Dean fell quiet as he nodded his head. Raising his hand he brushed it through his hair...trying to take in all that Castiel had said to him "Cas I..." He started not knowing what he could say.

Castiel shook his head "Do not worry Dean, this event was foreseen hundreds of years ago...I should have known better to believe that things may have been different after all this time..."

"Maybe it still can..."

"No...Once an Angel is devoted, that devotion cannot be changed or altered. I just have to deal with the mistakes I made many years ago and move on from that"

Dean nodded concerned by the latest revelation, he was unable to feel most things these days and how could he possibly be able to feel love or anything near that area?

"I warn you though Dean..." Castiel started as Dean looked at him "Be careful how you navigate around this, Sarah does not trust or care for anyone easily, she will be gone before she can feel any hurt"

Dean passed him a confused look "Who says I'm gonna to hurt her?"

Castiel smirked "Well you are Dean Winchester, we Angels are very aware of your past and persona, Sarah to but she believes you are worth the risk..." He continued "As your friend, I am just asking for you to be careful"

Dean nodded as he placed the empty beer bottle on the coffee in table in front.

"With what?" Sam interrupted as he walked into the lounge overhearing Castiel's advice.

"Oh look who decided to join us...morning sleeping beauty" Dean joked as Sam sat in the chair opposite.

Sam passed him a sarcastic look "So why have you got to be careful?"

Dean coughed subtly "With this hunt...going to be a tough one..."

Sam nodded "Tell me about it, we might as well be running in blind..."

"Yeah but that weapon needs to be obliterated, otherwise both me and you little brother will be vessel puppets a little sooner than we thought..."

"Has Sarah mentioned anything else, any other useful Intel we can use?"

Dean shook his head still confused as to how he was going to handle being around her – the more pressing thought of why he was worried about handling himself; she was a woman after all.

"By the way where is she?" Sam asked looking around the room, trying to locate her.

"She kinda stormed out after her and Cas had a bust up..." Dean smirked seeing a displeased look cover Castiel's face.

Sam smirked "I said she was more human for her own good..." He joked as Dean looked seriously up at him.

"We did not fight...we had a few heated spoken words maybe..." Castiel responded.

Dean just shook his head "Yeah, a bust up..."

"Damn..." Sam said surprisingly as he stood up and walked over to the window.

"What?" Dean asked as he turned his head in the direction of his brother.

"Where the hell did the sun go?"

Both Castiel and Dean turned to look out of the window to see that the beautiful blue sky had been gradually covered by a blackened cloud.

"That is not a good sign..." Castiel said as he stood and walked to the window, hearing the thunder suddenly appear and echo through the building.

"Why, it's just a storm Cas?" Dean asked as the rain began to hit against the window violently.

"Demons are here..." Castiel replied as he turned to look at Dean.

"How'd you know?" Sam asked.

Concerned Castiel turned and peered out into the storm "When demons are in the same vicinity as Sarah, her power causes the weather to change drastically"

Dean smirked "Oh like that super hot chick from X Men, Halle Berry wasn't it Sam?"

Sam rolled his eyes at his brother as he turned to face Castiel "How can she control the weather?"

"Sam Sarah is an Angel of the light, if she can sense purity the sun will shine but if she senses evil..."

"Severely bad weather will rain down on us?" Sam asked finishing Castiel's explanation.

Castiel nodded "Let us hope we do not start to feel the ground shake..." Slowly he turned and walked across the room.

"Do I want to ask why?" Dean asked looking up at him from the chair he remained seated on.

"Generally means she is in a confrontation or fight..."

"Well we can't just sit here, we need to find her then..." Sam demanded about to head for the door when Dean stood from the chair, blocking him from passing.

"No we need to stay put, you know what she said and she could be anywhere Sam..."

"Dean is right Sam, you and Dean are to stay in this room, you need to remain safe throughout this" Castiel explained.

Sam smirked angrily "Great, so whilst we sit on our asses...Sarah could be getting hurt or worse..." Walking across the room, Sam opened the door and walked into the kitchen.


Meanwhile; enduring the storm Sarah perched quietly on the top of the highest building in the town, watching over the town and the many people it homed.

She observed as the people moved, talked with each other and interacted with each other – like the way in which an older man attempted to shield his wife from the rain with his jacket as they walked whilst a younger couple didn't even seem to notice the weather as they strolled along – hand in hand, occasionally the woman nudging the man playfully.

"Please tell me you are okay" Sarah said as she glanced worriedly at his frame; looking for any injuries he might have substained during the confrontation.

As she made sure he was okay, she paused and stood up right passing him a questionable look. Instantly realising she was beginning to feel a weakness within her hardened armour. Seraphim Angels do not feel fear but she was concerned that she was beginning to; being a soldier of heaven and being betrayed and hurt before, there was no room for her to feel weak inside...she needed to remain strong; protected by the outside sources that could shatter her.

Dean's eyes met hers "Yeah, thanks to you"

Bringing her focus back, Sarah shook the memory from her head to feel her adrenaline begin to pump within as she could sense a large amount of demons approaching the town. Turning her head in the direction of them, Sarah's fists gradually clenched together as she watched a group of darkened SUV's speed through the centre of the town and out towards an old abandoned warehouse that was situated on the outskirts.

Glaring at the vehicles, Sarah slowly rose from the building she perched on so she stood tall above it. Smirking, she extended her wings slowly behind her as she dropped from the building and continued to follow them from above. Following them, the storm began to intensify as she gradually grew closer to them. Positioning herself at a safe distance away from the warehouse, Sarah watched from an overgrown and aged oak tree as multiple demons began to exit the vehicles and head inside of the warehouse.

Feeling an overwhelming sense of danger emerge within, Sarah's gaze narrowed to two overly protected demons that eventually emerged from the back of one of the SUV's.

Sarah smirked angrily as she shook her head; she recognised the demons from hell and watched as they walked across the parking lot and into the secluded warehouse "Malphus and Thamuz..." She whispered as numerous lightning strikes struck the sky violently. Her anger clearly being reflected in the weather that surrounded the town.


Dean stood anxiously by the window looking out at the storm, it had been a couple of hours since she just left suddenly and he couldn't help wonder where she is when the weather was gradually getting worse.

Sam lounged on the sofa as he read through yet another folklore book trying to locate any information that might help them in the upcoming war. Frustrated at the lack of knowledge on heaven and its Angels within the books, Sam huffed as he snapped the book closed "I'm not getting anywhere..." He moaned as he turned and looked at his brother.

"You okay Dean?" Sam asked noticing Dean hadn't moved from the window in a while.

Dean turned his head and looked at him "Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"

Sam shook his head "No reason, just wondering...it's getting late, you think Sarah is okay?" Sam asked worriedly.

Dean huffed as he turned his head back towards the window "I hope so..." He responded quietly, instantly realising what he had said he coughed subtly, trying to pave over what he had just said.

Sam had heard what his brother had said and passed him a questionable look "You hope so?"

Rolling his eyes, Dean instantly felt frustrated that Sam had overheard him but continued to look straight out of the window hoping that he wouldn't push the subject.

"Dean..."

Dean huffed as he turned to look at his brother "What?"

"You like her?" Sam asked, knowing all too well of how his brother acts in certain situations.

Dean huffed at his response "Oh give me a break Sam, She's just meant to be helping us with the hunt...her being killed on the first go round isn't what we need..." Turning back to the window, Dean clenched his jaw tightly together...if the truth be told the more he thought about it, he didn't know what he was feeling, if he was feeling anything...

"Umm mm" Sam nodded at Dean's reply; he didn't believe it but also didn't want to push the subject as the last thing he wanted was to have another argument with his brother.

Feeling a draft suddenly appear in the room, Dean turned hoping to find Sarah but only saw Castiel.

"Any luck?" Sam asked.

Castiel shook his head "No I did a sweep of the town but I could not locate her..."

"Is that good or bad?" Dean asked feeling concern in the pit of his stomach.

"I cannot tell you at this point, we will just have to wait" Castiel replied as he sat on the chair opposite from Sam.

"Super..." Dean said sarcastically as he pushed his hand through his hair.


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