A/N: Hey guys, here's another chapter! Once again, this chapter is completely free-written, so I have no idea how long it will be, nor where it will be going. Once again, thanks to the following people who reviewed: Ooyuki-chan, skiing Pelican, adrianasntlln, The Mysterious Shadow, d767468, Maddy Love Castiel, roxxroj, and silentdisregard.

Silentdisregard: You did get part of it right, I do say "All mistakes are mine 'cuz I'm human", but that's the not main thing. Good try!

Ooyuki-chan: Yesh, you got it right. Both "All mistakes are mine 'cuz I'm human" and my little *salute* ^^

Just keepin' y'all on yer toes! Okay, enough rambling-let's start this!

Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural , nor any of its character. Happy? 'Course.

Dean walks downstairs with Castiel. Dean finds his brother sitting on the couch, hands clasped together, staring at the wall. He motions Castiel to sit with him on the other couch facing Sam. Once they sit, Dean turns to his brother.

"So, mind telling me what happened?" Dean asks. "Because I don't know what to believe honestly."

"Dean," Sam starts, "I'm telling you the truth here. I was sitting at the table like usual, working on wrapping up a case. After a while the room starts to feel… different. I took out an EMF-nothing. So I thought it was my imagination and went back to working. Fifteen minutes later I get this bad vibe again so I run upstairs to check on you, and I see Meg's body and that doctor's body on the ground, full of blood, and you and Cas standing side by side."

Dean glances at Castiel to see if he believed Sam's story, but the angel was staring at his hands, twitching every few seconds. Dean puts a hand on Castiel's leg comfortingly before turning to Sam. "How do I know you didn't call Meg to do this?"

"What?" Sam asks, appalled. "Dean, I would not call Meg."

"Right, like that same way you said you were done with that demon blood crap when you still went out and did it," Dean says. "Sorry Sam, but unless you have proof, I can't believe you. I know you wanted to get rid of Cas, but I didn't know this bad."

"Dean, you have to believe me," Sam pleads, staring at his brother.

Dean shakes his head.

"Sam is telling the truth," Castiel speaks up, raising his head. "I can feel his emotions-they're true."

Dean scoffs and then gets up. "Fine, I'll believe you, but only this time." Dean motions for Castiel to follow him. They go into the kitchen, where Dean says he'll make something for everyone.

Castiel stands by the sink, glancing around. It would be quiet, but Lucifer is dancing around him, singing nonsense about Hell and Heaven, and Castiel is doing his best to ignore him. Finally Lucifer stops in front of him and sticks out his forked tongue, making Castiel flinch.

"You're no fun," Lucifer says, frowning. "Something needs to happen." Lucifer glances behind him to see Dean stirring a pot over the stove. "I know." Lucifer flicks his fingers and flames spark up from the stove.

Castiel stares in horror as Dean jumps back, fanning the stove.

"That was odd," Dean mutters once the flames disappear. He turns to see Castiel shaking against the sink. Dean turns the heat off and then goes over to Castiel. "Hey, you okay?"

Castiel doesn't answer and continues to stare at the stove in fear.

"Hey, Cas, easy," Dean says, putting his hands on the angel's shoulder. "It was just a little flame from putting the heat up too much; it's no biggie."

Castiel stares at Dean, then glances around. Lucifer wasn't there. What Castiel experienced had happened in this mind (or so he thought), but also in reality-or maybe he was still in his head.

"Cas?" Dean asks, snapping Castiel's attention to him. "You okay?"

Castiel lets out a breath and nods. "I… think so."

"What happened?" Dean asks. "Lucifer?"

Castiel opens his mouth to speak but he can't come up with any words so he just nods.

"You know he's not real," Dean says, staring at the angel. "I'm real."

Castiel stares back, feeling comforted. "I know, Dean."

They continue staring until Sam walks in. Dean blinks first and calmly walks back to the stove after winking at Castiel, ignoring the questioning stare from Sam.

"Hey, Sammy, come help me," Dean says. "We're gonna have pie for dinner."

Sam sighs but complies with Dean's request while Castiel watches patiently.

"Oh Cas, I really wish you'd stop fighting me," Lucifer says, standing beside Castiel. "You're making it so much more difficult."

Castiel sighs and stares at the refrigerator.

"It will only get worse you know," Lucifer says. "Soon you won't know reality from your mind." With a laugh Lucifer disappears and Castiel feels his heartbeat race.

A/N: Annnnnndddd, end chapter. Sorry it's short, but that's as far as my imagination will go. Interesting things are going to happen now! :D Leave a review!

Until next time! *salutes*