A/N: Finally a longer Chapter is produced.
Consequences, Consequences...
Dean lost count how many he'd hit this night. Cas was lost about three states behind him.
The Winchester didn't bother talking to his Brother, no doubt whisked away in Archangel land.
Dean couldn't even be sure he had his phone anymore but a certain trench-coat stopped his mind
"There you are"
"Ah, my precious Angel. Always saving my ass" Dean tilted forward, nearly slipping off his bar stool
"Dean, you're drunk"
"Winner!"
"Dean, please. You need to come home" Cas wasn't sure if Dean considered Bobby's house a home however it was the only thing Cas could think of.
Dean laughed, "Oh Cas, that is so precious. I'm not even sure how I'm think drunk or how you found me but uh... you're a little late to the party"
Dean's eyes flickered coal-coloured, Cas' hatred for Demons was fuelled once again, they were stripping Dean of everything that made him Dean Winchester
"Dean"
"Yeah?"
"We have to-"
"Squirrel, how nice of you to call me" Crowley's voice called out - it was almost happy in tone.
Cas looked affronted, resting Dean against the bar then standing protectively over him
"Is that really necessary?"
"Yes" Cas spoke through gritted teeth
"C-Cas" Dean swayed more "I ca-lled Cr-ow-ley, leave 'im be"
"See? Squirrel wants me here, so if you don't mind"
"Hey," Dean grinned goofily towards Crowley "so... do I call you King now? I mean, I am a Demon, did Cas tell you about what's happened. Sir?" Dean called over the bar
tender "Two shots over here and something with uh... what is it? The teeny umbrellas"
Cas rolled his eyes trying to figure out what to do or how to get Dean out of Crowley's grasp.
The bar tender complied,
"So Dean, what exactly did you mean over the phone?"
"I... I have no clue what to do as a Demon, plus being Soulless. So I think... Don't new Demons need, I don't know, guidance?"
Crowley raised his eyebrows, "I'm intrigued. So, you're another one of my little soldiers"
"I guess"
"Dean"
"Dean... you think it's better this, come back to Hell. I think you'll enjoy it down there, you could always visit me, catch up... for old times sake" Lucifer whispered in his ear.
Crowley and Cas followed the quick-footed Dean running out the door, all ignoring the shouting from the bar tender.
"Stay away from Dean" Cas got the his friend first holding him steady while turning on Crowley
"You are aware I am probably the only one who can help him right now. What exactly is you plan, Castiel?"
Cas couldn't answer him
"That's what I thought. Right now all you are doing is averting the corpse to a grave"
"Dean is not-"
"He may as well be. Look at him, Castiel. How long do you think he could last before he goes rogue? He's been back how long?"
"Three days" Cas responded quietly
"And here he is, lost in the sea of booze with no direction, no clue and you just stringing him along. Let him come with me and you'll have your old Dean back"
"I don't trust you Crowley"
"Smart move, but is there a plan B, C or D?"
More silence from the Angel, Dean had passed out hanging lop-sided in Cas' grip.
"I'm waiting Castiel, I don't have any patience to give so you're deal is now or never"
"I will be watching you" Cas threatened
"Is that it? I was half expecting you to follow me into Hell"
"I am not falling for that. If an Angel steps foot in Hell willingly he or she is 'signing a death warrant'"
"Clever. So now that pleasantries are out of the way, how about you give me Dean, I'll explain everything to Moose and his sweet-toothed shorty. Of course, they'll pin the blame on you"
"I don't care"
"So you're agreeing to this?"
"Yes. Save Dean and I will be watching ever step or action you. take. No tricks or changing Dean. Fix him and once you are finished summon me and I will take Dean away from you or anyone who tries to hurt him"
"And what if I don't?"
"You're a man of your word, aren't you? Breaking deals are errors that your Demon's are killed for, isn't it? Their downfall"
Crowley had to admit, Castiel was right on that part "Alright. Give me Dean. I will clean up another one of the Winchester's messes" Crowley was beyond fed up with the Winchester however the boys always found a way ton involve him or just get in the way of his plans.
Cas was reluctant to let go of Dean but did, seeing Dean being held by the King of Hell was just wrong in every way imaginable in the Angel's eyes. Crowley and Dean vanished.
Panic already spread through Cas' chest. How would he explain this to Sam and Gabriel. The rule of needing to consult Gabriel was never dropped, he'd done this going behind his Brother's back - betraying and Archangel was punishable by death. Cas vanished from his spot hoping he'd know what to do the next time he'd see what was left of his family, if they even accepted him anymore.
Crowley dumped Dean onto the ground, rudely waking him up.
The Winchester groaned in protest, wishing he'd asked Cas to cure his drunken behaviour and hangover, he'd completely forgotten once Crowley arrived
"Darling, how nice of you to visit" A familiar voice that made Dean's skin crawl.
"Lucifer" Dean jumped to his feet, only to be wedged in place by two Demons "Let me go!"
"Now, now. There's no need to go in hysterics, Dean. I'm just letting you know you're back in Hell, not in the Cage with me but Crowley is looking after you this time"
"No! No! Let me out! Cas! Sam!"
"Oh? Am I allowed to play with Sam now?" Lucifer grinned
"Screw you! Let me go!" Dean struggled free. The last thing he remembered with the butt if an Angel Blade cracking into his face.