The man on the phone laughed, "Don't worry, everything is fine. We just wanted to tell you that a bank account will be opened under Dean's name. We will send a note about it in the mail also."

Relief flushed over Cas' chest, "Okay, thank you sir," he said.

"No problem," The man said as he hung up the phone.

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Dean sighed as he got up from his bed. It was really hot in Syria. Bill was already standing at the end of the bed standing in the same place that he was yesterday. Dean pulled his boots on and did the same.

"Alright, you two, on guard," The man who told them they were hunting yesterday told Dean and Bill.

He started naming other drills for people, some people got to train, which Dean wanted to do. He and Bill walked to the front of the camp and stood on either side of the doors.

"This blows," Bill muttered.

"It's not that bad," Dean said as he loaded his gun than unloaded it.

"Dude, all you do is stand around all day, if you're lucky than a spy from the other side will come but that's not to often," Bill said.

"How is that lucky?" Dean asked.

"Because its action, you get to blow his brains out!" Bill explained.

Dean smiled and shrugged. The man who woke them up came up to Dean and Bill, "You two will be going with Adam again," he said.

"Are we hunting , sir?" Bill asked.

"No, you're going to scope out some land mines," he said as two people took Dean and Bills place.

"Shit," Bill mumbled as Adam led the group out of the base.

"Land mines? Isn't that dangerous?" Dean asked nervously.

Bill nodded, "Ya, that's actually how my buddy died," he said as he wrapped his hand around the dog tag on his neck.

Dean frowned. He didn't know what to say, I'm sorry? He didn't even know the guy.

"Okay group, follow every step I take, one misstep could kill us all," Adam yelled.

They were led into a small, desert field. Everyone followed Adam's lead. Every now and then someone would start humming but when they did the person behind them whacked them on the head.

Dean kept on walking until he heard a click from above. "Shit," he heard Adam say. "Who stepped on it?" he yelled.

Someone started to shift, "No body move! Stay perfectly still," he yelled as he carefully walked around to check everyone's feet.

"It, it was me sir," Bill said.

Dean's eyes widened. "I told you to follow my every step!" Adam yelled.

"I'm sorry sir," Bill said.

"Everyone clear out of the way, go back the way we came! No one step on another land mine!" Adam demanded. Dean was the only one who didn't move.

"Didn't you hear me boy?" Adam asked.

Dean swallowed, "Yes sir," he said.

"Than go!" Adam yelled.

Dean shook his head, "I can't sir," he said.

Adam clenched his fists.

"Dean, go," Bill said calmly.

Dean shook his head, "No," he said.

Bill now clenched his fists too, "Listen boy, you made a promise, and you will keep it," Bill yelled.

"You're not going to die," Dean said.

"GO DEAN," Bill yelled.

Dean looked down. He clenched his fists, "Fine," he said quietly.

Bill looked down at his feet, "Will you be able to defuse it sir?" He asked Adam.

Adam frowned, "I don't think so," he said.

Bill nodded, "Ok, go and I'll step off of it," he said quietly.

Adam shook his head. "No, do this carefully, I'm going to place my foot where your's is, then you run, don't step on anything, just run," Adam demanded.

"Sir," Bill started.

"Do as I say," Adam yelled as he took off his dog tag and handed it to Bill, "Give this to the sergeant," he said as he placed his foot over the land mine.

Bill nodded and ran to the rest of the group, being careful not to step on anything. Dean frowned when he saw him, "Adam's out there, isn't he?" Dean asked quietly.

Bill nodded, "Yes, everyone walk back to the base, don't look back," he said as they started walking.

An explosion sounded behind them, but none of them looked back.

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"I love you Dean," Cas said.

Dean smiled, "I love you too," he said as he hugged Cas, but right when their body's were about to meet, they were separated by a large, water force field of some sort.

Cas smiled, "This is what you asked for," he said, but it wasn't his voice, had Dean forgotten his voice?

"I didn't ask for this," Dean said as he reached his hand out to touch the water.

"Yes, you did, don't you remember? You took Sam's spot, we could be together," Cas said as he started walking along the wall, with every step he took, he seemed to dissolve some.

Dean shook his head, "I did that to protect him," he said.

Cas turned towards him, "What about me Dean?" He asked as he dissolved completely.

Dean woke with a start. "What's the matter?" Bill asked as he pulled his boots on.

Dean shook his head, "It's nothing."

Bill raised an eyebrow, "Bad dreams?" He asked as he stood by the edge of the bed.

Dean nodded and followed, "Ya."

Bill did a half smile, "You'll get used to them," he said.

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Cas sighed when he remembered Dean wasn't there. He got up and ran his hand through his hair. He walked downstairs and was surprised to see Sam was up. "Do you think Dean is having fun?" Sam asked.

Cas shrugged, "I don't know," he said as he sat down.

Someone knocked on the door and Cas sighed and got up, "Yes?" he asked a he answered it.

"Hey, dip-shit, want to do something today?" Jo asked as she pushed her way inside.

Cas sighed, "I have a phone you know," he said.

"I know, but you wouldn't answer if I texted you," she said as she made her way into the kitchen. "Hey Sam," she said as she pulled a cup out of their cabinet and filled it with water.

"Do you do this to everyone?" Cas asked.

Jo smiled, "Only to certain people," she said as she leaned against the counter, "What do you want to do today? Shopping?" She asked.

Cas shrugged, "I don't care," he said.

Jo smiled, "Shopping it is."

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Dean fell asleep in no time, sadly he had more dreams.

Cas smiled and laughed with Jo. "Cas! Cas!" Dean called.

Cas didn't turn around. He continued to laugh with Jo. The scene shifted and Cas was standing next to Sam, but Sam was frozen in place. Cas turned around, "Hello Dean," he said with a warm smile. "I made something for you," he said as he held out his hands. Dean reached for them but with every inch he neared Cas, Cas moved back four inches.

"What is it?" Dean asked.

"It's a grave, I think it would look lovely over your body," he said as he revealed a white, marble gravestone. "Or do you want black?"

"I, I don't want a gravestone," he said quietly.

Cas frowned, "But Dean, I made it just for you, I'm the one killing you, can't I make you a grave for all the stuff I did?" He asked as he cocked his head to the side.

Dean shook his head, "You aren't killing me," he said.

"Yes, Dean, I am. At your funeral I think you should wear grey, not black. Maybe white, just to mix things up a little," Cas said.

"I won't have a funeral for a long time," Dean said.

Cas smiled, an evil smile, "Don't be so sure about that," he said. Right when he finished talking he was gone.