AN: Here we go! Updates on this are going to be slower than others because this is beta'd and stuff, but this is my favourite one out of all the random shit I write so I put more effort and stuff into it and hopefully it will be better quality than the others. This chapter is dedicated to paperbackpages, whose story "Truth or Truth?" is the basis for this chapter. Also dedicated to a friend who lost a friend recently, I know we don't know each other that well, but you are awesome and I really admire both your writing and your strength, and I hope you enjoy what's gonna happen in the next few chapters.

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Sorry for the long AN, here's Chapter 9!


Chapter 9: Truth or Truth?

This time, there was barely any pause between the random stories they were thrown into. Dean was only given a brief glimpse of Cas' (normally stoic) shell shocked expression before he felt himself falling into a black abyss once more.

He was pissed to say the least. Not only did he have to act out this stupid charade with the poor guy, but now he couldn't even talk to his BEST FRIEND in between being forced to make out with him!

All Dean wanted was the chance to apologise to Cas. The fallen angel didn't deserve this. He certainly didn't deserve to be stuck with Dean of all people, who barely let himself think of the attraction he had to Cas, let alone act upon it.

As soon as I can, I'll apologise, the hunter thought to himself as the world dissolved into nothing.


Cas was baffled, annoyed, and concerned.

All of which was in response to the emotions he found himself experiencing.

I'm feeling emotions in response to having emotions, Dean. I hope you're happy. I am learning to 'loosen up', as you would call it, he sighed to himself, wishing that Dean – the REAL Dean – would hear him.

Dragging himself out of this newly discovered mentality, he paid attention to the vessel he was now occupying.

A rather good imitation, he mused, very young, however.

Am I at a party? A human, teenage party?

His vessel was thinking mutinous thoughts towards Dean-who-is-not-mine, in regards to the fact that Dean-who-is-not-mine had apparently decided that Other Cas would be attending said party whether he liked it or not.

"Cas, you're here! Grab a beer and sit down with us, we're just getting started!" NotBenny called waving him over.

Why is he calling me Cas? Only Dean and Sam call me that. He thought as he walked over awkwardly and sat down with everyone.

What is this game, 'Truth or Dare?'

His vessel did not appear to be a fan of the game, scowling as what appeared to be a younger version of Joanna Harvelle began.

Curiously, Cas observed as NotJo dared NotBenny to extract his shirt and call NotRuby, in order for him to query as to whether or not she wanted to know what he was wearing.

This makes no sense. They are right here, she already knows what he is wearing. Humans are strange.

One girl – Cas quickly identified her as NotMeg from Other Cas' thoughts – looked at him with a sly smile.

Nerves erupted in the pit of Other Cas' stomach, startling Cas with their vehemence.

"So Cas….Truth or Dare?" NotMeg asked with a sly smile.

Say Dare. Never pick Truth.

"Uhh….Truth?" he spluttered out.

What did I just say?!

NotMeg thought for a few moments deeply.

"If you could kiss anyone in this room, who would you kiss?"

Cas, seeing the truth in his vessels mind, panicked for both of them.

Don't say it don't say it don't say it don't say it don't sa –

"I have to answer?" he asked stupidly.

"Or you could drink the spit bucket left over from my parents wine tasting?"

Even Cas knew how repelling that was.

"Uhh…."

"Come on Cas, we're all friends here," NotRuby spoke up, her eyes fixed on him.

Dean-who-is-not-mine spoke firmly but dangerously, nodding at him. "He doesn't have to do anything".

There was a pause that was both as long as a human heartbeat and a hundred Earth years.

Don't say it don't say it don't say it don't say it don't say it don't say it don't –

"I would choose Dean."

Another long pause. Cas (and his counterpart) barely remembered how to form coherent thoughts.

NotMeg eventually offered the words "I'm sorry Cas, what was that I can't hear you?"

Dean-who-is-not-mine appeared to be in shock.

"I said I would pick Dean," Other Cas stated more forcefully.

During the awkward silence, Other Cas caught Dean-who-is-not-mine staring at him with confusion and….something else in his eyes.

NotBenny saved the day by grinning easily and asking Dean-who-is-not-mine "Okay, okay enough with that. Dean, Truth or Dare?"

Dean-who-is-not-mine looked away from Other Cas to NotBenny, smirking.

"Dare."

"Kiss Cas," NotBenny challenged.

Other Cas' heart began stuttering wildly, which Cas vainly attempted to ignore.

Dean-who-is-not-mine now looked as he had when Other Cas said he would kiss him, shaken and irritated. Other Cas' heart sank, and Cas could sympathise. Was one kiss really so awful for Dean-who-is-not-mine to endure?

"Dude, really, that low huh?"

"It should just be a meaningless kiss, what's the harm? Unless you're scared?"


Dean was panicking. All he could do was sit and seethe as Other Dean deliberated, looking between Cas-but-not-my-Cas (who looked damn good by the way: he could THINK that, right?) and the circle that was a poor imitation of the 'friends' he had made and lost in his pathetic excuse for a life.

JUST KISS HIM ALREADY, DAMMIT!

As if he had heard him, Other Dean sighed, and tilted up Cas-but-not-my-Cas' chin so that he could see into his eyes.

The feeling of Cas-but-not-my-Cas' mouth – a clone, but CAS nonetheless – was indescribable. Other Dean's senses short-circuited, and the only thing that the four of them (vessels and passengers) were aware of was the feel of the long desired soft mouth upon theirs.

It was over far too soon though, and both Dean and Other Dean saw NotBenny shake his head in disbelief as he heard his own voice deny that anything earth-shatteringly amazing had just happened.

"See, I'm not scared," he said with a satisfied smile.

I'm freaking terrified.


Cas could feel the tumultuous emotions flooding through the body as he stood up to leave.

Dean-who-is not-mine looked slightly hurt.

"Hey man where are you going?"

"Fresh air," was the response as the teenage vessel almost sprinted up the stairs out of the basement.

As the cool night air hit Other Cas' face, there was a low voice behind him.

"Cas? I'm sorry Cas, if you didn't want me to kiss you, you should have told me, I would've stopped but…umm..."

Dean-who-is-not-mine was blushing, and Cas was certain that Dean, HIS Dean, the real one, was in there, hating every second and wishing that the kiss had never happened. If Cas felt a small burst of sorrow at the thought of Dean never wanting him in the same manner, he didn't allow himself to acknowledge it.

Cas was proud of his vessels courage when he said "No I didn't want you to stop the problem was I actually kind of..."

Oh dear.

"Yeah, me too man."

What? Both Cas and Other Cas thought in unison.

"You….what?"

Dean-who-is-not-mine shyly took a step forward.

"I." Cas could feel his warm breath upon Other Cas' face. "Liked." A sudden surge of jealously shot through Cas' mind towards Other Cas, who was mere inches away from the face of Dean-who-is-not-mine. "It."

And with that, the gap between the two was forced shut, with the overwhelming need to taste, to touch, to feel Dean-who-is-not-mine coursing through every fibre that made Other Cas and Cas whole.

If I am unable to have him in reality, I shall make the most of it here, Cas thought, hating himself for his weakness, but unable to stop as the other version of him slid his tongue into the mouth of Dean-who-is-not-mine, feeling the copy of his human respond in kind.

After what felt like an eternity and yet still was not long enough, they broke apart, smiling. Cas felt Other Cas blush and smiled inwardly, knowing he would never be able to do the same.

"Dude, finally," Dean-who-is-not-mine murmured, looking at Other Cas with so much emotion.

All he could reply was, "I've been wanting to do that for a while".

Had he been able to, Cas would have sobbed as he was pulled away from the rough embrace Dean-who-is-not-mine pulled Other Cas into, and plunged back into the space between places.


AN: Feel free to look at my other stuff...and review...and recommend some good stuff

Also, in future there will be multi-chapter fics used in this, so I'm gonna have to condense them into less chapters and stuff and that's gonna be a whole ball of clusterfuck so wish me luck!

Not really planning on dragging this out much longer, I'm thinking like 18/19 chapters in total?

Yeah, lemme know what you think PLEASE, and thanks for reading!