Chapter Ten

Characters: Castiel, Dean, Sam

NOTE: Spoilers for Season 9 finale

"Where is he?!" Sam slammed the door open. In the small room there was Crowley and Dean.

"Dean, you're alive!" Sam tried to go towards him. Dean stepped back.

"Dean?"

"Show him, Dean. Show him what you are."

"Dean, what's going on?"

Dean blinked his eyes, and they went black. Sam's jaw dropped.

"Dean..."

"Now, attack him, Dean. Attack him!"

Dean ran towards Sam, and slammed him to a wall. Sam fell down and groaned in pain.

"Dean, please." He begged. Dean smirked and went towards him, ready to give the final blow, when Cas appeared, attacking him, giving Sam enough time to charge for Crowley with Ruby's knife. But before he could get to him, Crowley disappeared.

Meanwhile, Cas had thrown Dean into a nearby table, punching him. Sam ran to them and tore Cas away from Dean.

"What are you doing?" Cas said.

"He's still Dean, don't kill him." Sam told him.

Cas looked at Dean, now on the ground, groaning in pain. Cas walked towards him and put 2 fingers on his forehead, knocking him out.

"How did this happen? Is he possessed by a demon? He does have an anti possession tattoo, does he?"

"Crowley must have converted him into a demon..." Sam sighed.

"What do we do with him?"

"I guess try to keep him until he calms down and actually is on our side, not with Crowley."

Cas nodded. They both grabbed Dean and dragged him out.

Dean opened his eyes. He was tied on a chair. He tried moving, but to no avail. On the ground, he saw red markings. A Devil's Trap.

Sam and Cas were across him. Sam was sitting on a chair, his arms crossed, while Cas was standing up, next to him.

"And to think that I was the one who was going to become a demon because of my demon blood drinking habits... The irony." Sam said.

"Sammy, let me go. Whatever you're doing, stop it. I am okay, I seriously am."

"Oh, are you? Then step out of the Devil's Trap."

Dean flashed an awkward smile.

"Okay, I'm not fine. But I am still your brother, Sammy! And Cas, I'm still your friend."

"How did you become a demon, Dean?" Cas asked.

"Uh, I don't remember. I remember opening my eyes and Crowley was there and then next thing I remember I was a demon."

"But are you on Crowley's side?" Sam asked.

"No! I'm on your side, guys!"

"Then why did you attack me?"

"Uh, heat of the moment? I wasn't thinking straight, Sammy! I promise I have nothing to do with Crowley, and that things will still be the same! It's not like I am dead or anything!"

"Why can't I trust you?"

"Sammy, you can trust me. I'm not like most demons. Remember Meg? She wasn't evil."

"He has a point there." Cas said.

"See? Even Cas agrees! I promise you that if I do anything stupid, Cas himself can scorch me from the inside out." Dean said.

"We are not gonna do that. But we are gonna trust you." Sam said.

"Good!"

Cas stepped to the Devil's Trap, smudging the edge with his shoe. He then untied Dean.

"Thanks for trusting me, guys."

"Just don't let us down."

Dean chuckled.

"I promise. So, who wants some pie?"

Dean rushed upstairs, to the kitchen.

"Yeah, same old Dean." Sam said, following Dean upstairs along with Cas.