Sammy

I saw the knife come down, but I was trapped. I couldn't move, and then I got stabbed… again.

That's when I got REALLY mad, because how dare they use Dean to kill me, he'll hate himself forever.

Light was everywhere, it was so powerful I couldn't even control it, but it wasn't enough.

And then I died… again.

Well fuck,

Darkness

Now that the Devils vessel was dead, I had to find a way to kill the Warrior's vessel, but I have not connected with anyone as much as this vessel. So how can I kill it without—?

Oh.

I see.

Cas

Apparently Chuck fixed me, and I couldn't agree more. Everything is back to normal.

A surge of air pushed me back, but Chuck kept pushing on. He wasn't going to give up. As I spiralled to the ground, I heard laughter, and the world went black.

I'm pretty sure I didn't black out, it just seemed like the whole world lost all light. I tried to cover my face with my arms, but before I even realised what I was doing, I was raising into the air again. I still haven't gotten used to these wings.

I held my hand out in front of me and formed a ball of light then threw it to the floor. Light erupted again, and I saw, briefly, the blood on marble. Sam wrapped in tendrils of pure black, and Dean, standing over him with a bloody blade.

I fell.

Tumbling head first towards Dean-turned-Darkness.

I crashed into him/them at full speed.

Whoa,

For a second, I caught a glimpse of the weight Dean has to carry. He's in there somewhere; I have to get him out. I have to.

Sammy

I keep hearing noises around me, the world is still alive, I am still alive, but when I look down on myself, I realize I'm not. I'm a ghost. Well slap my ass and call me Sally, I'm a ghost in heaven.

I floated over to Cas and the darkness, they were sort of wrestling or something idk, they seemed to be on top of each other, and I wasn't sure whether they were fucking or just wrestling. Wait, those two are the same thing. Ha I'm funny.

I tried to help Cas but I couldn't touch a thing. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

This is bad.

I was meant to save Dean.

But I failed.

I have failed.

Cas

Dean had the upper hand, I was pinned to the ground while he laughed.

"Foolish angel, you can't beat the darkness, especially not in this vessel." He laughed again, and it physically hurt my insides to see Dean like this.

"Dean… I know you're in there… please, Dean." my voice was raw. "Sam fought the Devil, you can fight the Darkness." I was struck across the face.

"Shut up—" Dean began choking.

Darkness

I could feel the wretched vessel fighting me. Something was happening, something I have not taken into account. STUPID!

I let the angel go, relief flooded his eyes. This could come to my advantage, that little episode with the vessel could help me greatly.

"Cas?" I asked, sounding as much as the vessel as I could.

"oh, Dean!" the angel came running towards me, well, sacrifices had to be made.

I ran to him, and we collided painfully, but we both started laughing. He kissed me, I kissed him back, I had to fight the urge to puke, ew, homosexuality truly disgusted me.

"I've missed you so much." The angel says.

"So have I," I sigh, stupid idiots, it's been less than a day?

"I knew it wasn't you when we found you, you may not have been infected with that… thing, but—"

"'THING'?" I shout. Crap.

The angel's face falls. "You." He says, and I know my cover is blown.

Then something peculiar happens.

Cas

It's not Dean. I was so hung up on hoping he'd be back to normal that I fell for the oldest trick in the book.

I was about to punch him when I felt a weird coldness spread over me.

Cas, a voice rang inside my head. Act normal, it's me, Chuck, the reason why I haven't come to aid you with the Darkness is because this area of heaven is inhabited, it is the Garden of Eden. Where it all started, and I know a prophecy that was lost around here, a prophecy that could help us defeat the Darkness, but for now, im going to have to project myself into your body and use you as a vessel of war. A vessel that will fight the Darkness, and you will have control as well, just say the word and I'll shrink into a corner of your mind. Pleas, Cas, I need you, the world needs you, you're our last hope. Do I have permission to use your mind?

No time for second guessing I, I guess, the darkness is staring at me like it's frozen, maybe it is, last chance, can't back out.

Dean, will he be spared? I ask.

Of course, Chuck replies.

I accept.

Darkness

What is happening? Why can't I move? This can't be—

The world explodes in a fury of blue, all emanating from the angel. It dies down as quickly as it came.

"Hello, brother dear." He says.

"You," I reply, because I know exactly who is in control now. And this is bad, very bad.

"Me." He replies and grins at me, that son of a whore.

Cas

My body feels a weird sensation of freedom. I see everything that's happening, and I can stop it if I want, but if it means getting Dean back, I wont.

I don't know what happened because I was concentrating on not concentrating, but somehow I ended up on the other side of the little clearing. I could feel Chuck boiling with rage inside me.

Cas, he said, let me take control.

The last thing I saw was an image of Dean in my mind.