Song 10: Blessthefall - Open water...

(This song was a request... I hope you like it.)

"Crowley, where is he!" Dean shouted, knife in hand ready to slice the demon into a million pieces.

"Who?" Crowley asked innocently.

"Castiel?" Sam asked from behind Crowley, who was tied to a chair inside a devils trap.

"Castiel? Who is that?" Crowley asked. "Oh, you mean the angel? I see. Right well, he is - I'm not going to tell you am I?"

"We'll kill you if you don't" Sam assured him.

"You'll kill me anyway, at least with not telling you I get to take the angel with me" Crowley said.

"What are you talking about?" Dean held the knife too Crowley's throat.

"The angel is running on borrow time, I'm afraid. I suspect his got all of a few hours. If I'm not back by then, I gave my boys the permission to do it without me" Crowley smirked.

"WHERE IS HE!" Crowley was really testing Dean's patients.

"Maybe you should keep a tracking device on him. You seem to lose him a lot" Crowley suggested. He was beaten. Blood dripping down his face. Crowley was inspecting the devil trap he was in.

"His at the warehouse on diamond street" he said noticing the slightly smudged edge from Dean's boot. "You can have him for free, if you can beat me there." Just like that he was gone.

"Son of a bitch!" Dean shouted running out the door Sam bolting after him. "No time to start the car! No time to wait in traffic we have to walk!"

"Walk?!" Sam asked in frustrated amusement.
"Run" Dean corrected himself.

"Dean you wanna run, down the street holding a knife?"

"His got Cas! Sam, I don't care how bad it looks, I have to save Cas!"

"Ok" Sam nodded following Dean.

Finally they made it. The door wide open, the place trashed, disserted. They stepped inside, the male scream followed by a ringing in there ears and cracking glass gave away Castiel's prescience.

"CAS!" Dean shouted running down the hall and up the stairs, "Cas" he burst into the room. An old enochian spell had him trapped and being tortured by Crowley.

"Dean" Castiel panted. Crowley had Castiel's angel knife and his was making slits in Castiel's body with it.

"Boys" Crowley smiled looking up, "frankly I'm disappointed. "I was expecting you sooner. Didn't take the Impala, did you?"

"You holding Castiel hostage, no time to wait for the car to work, no time to wait in traffic!" Dean explained walking over to him.

"If you were here just a little earlier I would have handed him right over, but since your late, you have to wait. And it'll come at a price."

"You can walk of cliff. I'm taking Castiel back to our motel room and helping him recover" Dean pointed the knife at Crowley's voice.

"Oh really. So you know how to break the spell I used on him do you?" Crowley asked. "Well, if you think you can break it. I'd like to see you try, but I don't wanna hang and get killed, enjoy yourselves, play nicely" Crowley disappeared again after one last stab of that blade into Castiel's side before dragging it back out.

"Cas!" Sam shouted. Dean tried to get to Cas, but there was a force field stopping him. Dean noticed the symbol around the chair Castiel was sitting in, he rubbed his foot against it to break it and ran to Castiel, untying him.

"Dean" Castiel coughed, bringing blood up with him.

"It's ok. Your gonna be ok. Do some of that magic angel healing" Dean said helping Castiel to his feet.

"Dean - It - It's over." Castiel shuddered.

"Don't you dear talk like that. Not to me! Cas you can't die. Facing the world alone is hard enough now, let alone without you. I need you Cas, so don't you dare think about going back upstairs."

"Dean. - I - I" Castiel never finished his words. As Dean watched the life fade from Castiel's eyes he also the wings from Castiel turned to ash on the floor where Dean layed Castiel down...

Dean sat up, he was sweating, Castiel was sitting on the end of his bed, Sam was looking at him from his bed.

"Dean, is everything alright?" Castiel asked looking at him concerned.

"Cas" Dean could feel his eyes fill with tears as he threw himself at Castiel, who relaxed into the embrace.

"It was just a dream, Dean. Everything's ok now." Castiel smiled stroking the back of Dean's hair.

"No. It's not. Cas" Dean pulled away a looked up into Castiel's eyes, "I have to tell you something. My dreams showed me just how fast life goes by, and how important it is to be honest and live. Cas, I've never been good at explaining how I feel but, I - I think I'm in love with you." Castiel smiled at Dean and hugged him tightly,
"I love you too" he whispered, kissing the top of Dean's head before laying in bed next to him, "go back to sleep now. Everything's okay."

"Cas"

"Yes, Dean."

"If this love turns out to be a dream - don't wake me up"

"It's real Dean. It's very real."

"Good."