A/N: Okay, here it is! The end of the final episode of the first series of A Rush Of Blood To The Head! I haven't started on 2.01 yet, but I might soon. I'm probably going to try to get a few episodes of that ready before I start publishing them.
I really hope you enjoyed this and please leave a review!
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A Rush Of Blood To The Head: Series One
Episode Five: The Prize At The Bottom Of The Box
Part Ten: Consequences
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Sam, Dean, and Meg got back to the cabin. They walked in the door and found Cas sitting on the couch, looking at his hands in his lap. He looked up at the Winchesters and Meg.
"Did you do it? Did you kill Roman?"
"It was a no-go." Dean told him.
"What do you mean?" Cas asked.
"There were too many Dicks." Sam informed him. "We had no idea which was the real one."
Cas seemed uneasy. He shifted in his seat. "That is...unfortunate."
"Cas," Dean cleared his throat, "can I talk to you a minute?" Cas looked at Dean nervously, but nodded and stood up. "Common, downstairs." The angel complied and followed the hunter to the basement.
Dean went to the middle of the room and turned around. He looked briefly back up the stairs, then at Cas. "Cas, we need your help here. You're the only one who can tell fake Dick from the real thing."
"Dean I..."
The hunter narrowed his eyes. "What Cas?" Cas shifted uncomfortably. "Cas, I hate to say this, but this is your mess, and if you can clean it up, then that's what you have to do." Dean could tell Cas was ready to bolt. "Hey," the hunter grabbed the angel's biceps. "Don't you go flying away from me."
"I can't, Dean. Don't you understand? I destroyed ... everything, and I will destroy it all again. So can we please leave it at that?"
"No, Cas, we can't." Dean let go of Cas's shoulders and sighed. "Will you at least take me to get Baby?"
Cas shifted his feet. "Okay, Dean. I will take you to your car."
Dean gave him a small smile. "Good."
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Dean and Cas zapped in next Baby, which was covered by a tarp.
"Thanks for the lift." Dean told the angel.
"My pleasure." Dean started to walk towards the car. "Dean..."
"I get it Cas - you can't help."
"If - if I went with you, and we fail, then you and Sam will die heroically, correct?"
"I don't know. I guess." Dean was wondering what the angel was getting at. Instead of asking, he just let Cas keep talking.
"And at best, I die trying to fix my own stupid mistake. Or.. I don't die - I'm brought back again. I see now. It's a punishment resurrection. It's worse every time."
Dean furrowed his brow. "I'm sorry. Are we talking about God crap?"
Cas shifted and looked down at his hands. "I'm not good luck Dean."
"Yeah," Dean lifted up Cas's chin so that the angel would look at him, "but you know what? It's the bottom of the ninth, and even though you're the only guy left on the bench, I'd still rather have you. Cursed or not." Dean, after he realized what he was doing, let his finger drop that was holding up the angel's chin. He shifted and continued, "We're all cursed anyway. I seem like good luck to you?"
Cas stared deeply into Dean's eyes. "Okay, I'll go with you. And I'll do my best."
Dean smiled slightly and nodded. "Thanks, Cas." He started to turned back to the car.
"Dean.."
Oh crap. Dean had a feeling what Cas was going to ask about. He turned around. Cas had moved closer to him. Dean swallowed. "Yeah Cas?"
"Why," Cas looked down and shifted his feet. "Why were you," he met Dean's eyes, "Why were you holding my hand and touching my hair?"
Fuck! "I, uh, I just... I wanted to, uh, let you know that I was there."
Cas tilted his head and took a step forward. "Why did you do that? And in that way?"
Dean had no idea why - or what he was planning to do - when he raised up his left hand to cup Cas's cheek. Cas's eyes went wide. When Dean's hand was a few inches from Cas's face, the angel caught his wrist, touched the car, and they were all back in front of the cabin. Cas quickly let go of Dean and walked back to the cabin.
"Cas!" Dean called to the angel quietly. He knew Cas could hear him, but still he did not respond. The angel left the cabin door open behind him, and Dean followed him in. Once the hunter was inside, Cas asked them all what the plan was; like nothing had ever happened.
Dean cleared his throat. "Well, according to Crowley, Dick knows we're coming, so we're gonna announce ourselves - big."
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The Impala broke through the security gates, went down the road a little, then crashed through the Sucrocorp sign at the front of the building. It came to a stop, and three gun-toting Leviathan came out of the building.
Meg got out of the drivers seat of the Impala, holding a bottle of Power clean and a long knife. The Leviathans shot at the Impala and Meg. When she grunted but did not fall down, the Leviathans stopped shooting, and exchanged a glance.
She looked down at herself, then back at her three attackers. Meg grinned, "Now that wasn't very nice."
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Dean and Cas entered the building and made their way through the hallways. They found a Dick sitting at the head of the boardroom table that he had been giving a speech in the night before. Dean had Cas look around the corner. The angel did so, then looked back at Dean and shook his head 'no'.
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Meg was splattered with black goo, and two of the Leviathans that shot her laid on the ground, decapitated. The third Leviathan is writhing in pain from the Power Clean Meg had splashed on his face. She smiled and cut off it's head.
"Later, ho nuggets."
Meg started walking down the sidewalk of the building. She sensed two demons appear behind her. She turned around. One of them raised his arm, and she went flying backwards and slid along the ground. When Meg stopped, she sat up.
The demon on the right said, "The King of Hell will see you now."
She scooted backward, then stood up, and turned to run, but one of the demons had transported behind her. Before she could make a move, the other demon grabbed her from behind and the three disappeared.
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Sam burst into an office and found Kevin. The prophet was turned away from Sam, but the hunter could see Kevin was tied to the chair. The boy did not say anything.
Sam hurriedly went to the chair. "Kevin. Hey, buddy. We gotta hustle, okay?" The Winchester cut the slip ties on Kevin's hand, and the boy removed the tape from his mouth.
"Not yet!"
Sam furrowed his brow. "We really gotta go."
"You don't understand! Dick's got creamer in his lab! He's gonna kill all the skinny people!"
"Wait. What? Slow down."
"We have to blow up the lab, Sam. Please." Kevin looked at the hunter with puppy-dog eyes.
Sam glanced around the room, trying to decide what to do. "Yeah, fine. Let's go."
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Cas and Dean found the lab. The angel peaked through the glass door. He saw the real Dick Roman with a Leviathan behind him, not looking in their direction. Cas looked back at Dean and nodded. Dean handed Cas the bottle of Power Clean. The two silently entered the room and Dean decapitated the Leviathan.
Dick turned around. "A little abrupt... but okay."
Dean sheathed the machete.
Dick gave him his politician smile. "Castiel. Good to see you again. Thank you for the ride to paradise." Dean took out a blood stained bone that had been sharpened to a point at one end. "And good on you! Putting that together. Gold stars all around!"
Dean smirked. "Oh, you don't think this'll work, do you? You really trusted Crowley?"
"You sure I'm even me, Dean?"
"I'm not," Dean nodded to the angel at his side, "But he is." Dick looked at Cas. "See, here's the thing with Crowley - he'll always find a way to bone you."
Dick's smug smile left his face. "This meeting's over."
Cas placed a hand on Dean's chest and moved to place himself between the hunter and the LeviaDick, and advanced on the monster. But Roman grabbed Cas who dropped the bottle of Power Clean as he was flung him into the wall behind Dick. As Dick turned back around, Dean plunged the bone into his chest.
Dean let go and a smile appeared on Dicks face. The Leviathan pulled the bone out and dropped it on the floor. "Did you really think you could trump me."
"Honestly?" Dean asked as he took another bone out of his jacket. "No."
Cas pulled Dick's head back and Dean plunged the second bone sideways through Dick's neck. The Leviathan yelled. Just then, Sam and Kevin ran into the room and saw Dick standing there, screaming and gurgling.
"Figured we'd have to catch you off guard," Dean finished.
Dick's face transformed into the enormous Leviathan mouth with pointed teeth and long tongue. He made a kind of roaring sound briefly before his face returned to normal, - smile and all - with black goo running from his nose. Waves of energy began to pulsate from his body to the rhythm of a heart beating. The energy then appeared reconcentrate back into his body.
As Dick began to expand, Sam lifted up an arm to cover his face and Kevin. Dick exploded into black goo. After a few moments, Sam and Kevin straightened. The whole room was splattered in black Leviathan blood.
Kevin grabbed Sam's arm. "Sam, we should go."
Sam looked around the room. "What the hell? Dean! Cas!"
"More chompers any second, Sam," Kevin said, trying to pull Sam out of the room.
Crowley appeared. "Not to worry," he told them. I have a small army of demons outside. Cut off the head and the body will flounder, after all. Think if you'd had just one king since before the first sunrise. You'd be in a tizzy, too."
"Which is what you wanted, isn't it?" Sam realized.
"You shouldn't be so surprised, Moose. It's what you wanted too. Without a master plan, the Levis are just another monster. Hard to stomp, sure, but you love a challenge. Your job is to keep them from organizing."
"Where's Dean?" Sam barked.
"That bone... had a bit of a kick. God weapons often do. They should really put a warning label on those things."
"Where are they, Crowley? !" Sam yelled.
The demon shrugged, "Can't help you." Crowley snapped his fingers and the two demons appear on either side of Kevin. " Sorry, Sammy boy. Prophet's mine." Again Crowley snapped his fingers and the demons and Kevin disappear. "You got what you wanted - Dick's head. You saved the world. So I just want one little prophet in return. Is that too much to ask? And I am sorry, Sammy boy; wish I could help. You certainly got a lot on your plate right now. It looks like you are well and truly," Crowley smiled "on your own." Again, Crowley snapped his fingers, and the King of Hell disappeared.
Sam looked around the room, hand in his hair, obviously in distress. He ran out of the building, to the car, and took off. On automatic pilot, Sam went back to the cabin.
He went inside and dropped his keys on the table. He went over to the couch and sat there, mouth agape and just plain out of it. There is a flutter and Gabriel appeared.
The Archangel looked around the room. He held up his hands and asked, "Where's my prophet?"
"Gone," the Winchester said absently. "Crowley took him. At Surcrocorp. I guess to another place with angel-proofing sigils."
"Shit. Shitshitshitshitshit." Gabriel began to pace.
Sam's eyes widened, "Dean! He and Cas... they're - they're gone. Where are they Gabriel?! Tell me!"
"I think the missing prophet is what's important here!" The archangel yelled, then fluttered off.
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"Dean, wake up." Dean heard Cas say as he was shaken. Dean opened his eyes and sat up. They were in a forest at night. "Good. We need to get out of here."
Cas helped Dean stand up. "Where is here? Last thing I remember is ganking Dick."
"And where do you think he would go in death?"
"Wait a sec. Are you telling me we're in Purgatory?"
Cas nodded, "Every soul here is a monster." There was a rustling in the trees around them. "This is where they come to pray on each other for all eternity.
"How the fuck do we get out?"
"I'm afraid," Cas said, looking around nervously, "that we're more likely to be ripped to shreds."
Dean saw two large creatures with red eyes watching him.
"Cas, I think we better -" Dean turned around. Cas was gone. "Cas? Cas? !"
The only response that Dean got was a rustling of trees.
Cas was gone.
Dean was in Purgatory.
Alone.
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A/N: For this episode - at times - I heavily relied on the transcripts on the Supernatural Wiki, and on watching parts of the episodes. I hope I didn't use too much of their stuff (like I feel I did, especially on this last part), but, like I said, this is my first go at doing something like this.