AUTHOR'S NOTE:

They kissed!

Mmm…Cas…

=)

So why does Zachariah want to see Dean?

And if Sam didn't go to Ruby for sex and/or blood…what the Hell did he do?

WARNING: Very slight Cas smut.

=P

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"What do you think Zachariah wants with Dean?" Sam asked Mae as she touched her lips gently with her fingertips. "And how was the Cas kiss?"

"How obvious is it that I kissed him?" Mae asked Sam, blushing a little bit, but feeling completely blissful too.

Sam smiled. "I was making the same face for a week when Jessica and I kissed for the first time. This is new…you're with an angel."

Mae shook her head and motioned for him to stop—she wasn't with an angel…she'd just kissed one. Castiel had seemed happy about it, and he'd said 'thank you' to her for the kiss, but she wasn't dating him. She was just simply at a new level with him, and she was incredibly happy about that. This is what she had wanted, and she was even happier that Sam was happy for her, and that he was smiling at her with a look that wasn't lustful. He was simply happy that she was happy, and as warm and cared about as that made her feel, Mae was worried about Sam.

"Why the Hell did you go and see Demon Skank?" Mae asked Sam with a sad voice.

Sam sighed. "She was waiting in the car and I figured that if I needed to exercise this power of mine, then I should at least use the powers—but I swear to you I did not drink any demon blood. Even if I was tempted because it really does make me stronger."

"Sure for a short while—what happens when that strength is depleted? You just drink some more? Do you really want to be a necrophiliac and a blood drinker? Because though both disgusting on their own, together it's a whole new level of creepy." Mae told Sam and he laughed a little at the playful tone she ended up using towards the end. "But seriously, Sammy…I'm glad you made the choice not to drink the demon blood."

Sam nodded and returned her hug, the smile on his face fading as he let it all sink in—he was lying to her. He had promised her and thought that he could go through with it, but when he'd hit a road block with a powerful demon, he asked Ruby for a taste. He hadn't wanted to do it, but when he felt that surge of power he just couldn't deny himself the rush. It was only supposed to be a small taste—just a little one—and it had turned into a furious devouring. He needed her blood…Mae just couldn't understand just how much he needed to be strong for the apocalypse.

"Hey…why so sad?" Mae asked, smiling at him as she pulled away.

If she hadn't been so happy about kissing Castiel, she would have noticed the look in his eyes as he lied to her. Mae and Sam had gotten so close so fast that they were really good at reading each other—if they were focusing. Sam stroked her hair and then shrugged a little, putting on his game face and then smirking at her. Mae raised an eyebrow at the action, but felt flattered at the same time when Sam opened his mouth to lie again. If only she was focusing…then she'd know that he was lying to her and she'd be able to figure out what he did with Ruby and give him a good kick in the ass.

"Cas is gonna get you and that means the rest of us are completely losing out." Sam told her playfully.

Mae smiled. "You are completely pulling the wool over my eyes, Sammy—do you really want a piece of this?"

Sam laughed. "I would never step in on Cas' territory."

"Yeah because that really answered my question." Mae told him while she rolled her eyes.

Sam laughed again when she punched his arm playfully, hugging him and suddenly realizing that he was tense. When Sam was tense that meant that he was lying, so did that mean that…no, right? Sam wouldn't blatantly lie about why he'd gone to see Ruby, would he? He wouldn't lie to her…or would he? Maybe he was so afraid of what she would say or do if he told her the truth that he had in fact lied to her? Why would he lie to her after all of this? Why would he jeopardize what they'd built just to protect Ruby?

Dean was actually feeling quite lied to himself when he got to Zachariah. He had been brought before him to be told some of his duties and at first he had been excited because he was getting to do this and Mae wasn't, but then he saw the look on Castiel's face and knew that something big was up. He looked Zachariah in the eye and then waited for the angel to speak to him. Dean was a little tired of being told to shut-up—Uriel used to tell him to shut-up all the time—so he waited patiently…and that was hard for him. Dean had always been a man of action, and so waiting for the angel was getting painful and it had only been a good 20 seconds since he'd gotten there.

"I do not believe that you are aware of how dangerous your companion is." Zachariah told Dean as Dean opened his mouth to speak. "We left her alive thus far only because she had information that we needed—information that you must ask her to share with you. Then? Then she has to die."

Dean looked at Zachariah and shook his head. "No…I am not killing Mae. It's not her fault that Lilith shoved memories into her head! No! I won't do it and you can't make me do it!"

Dean couldn't help but feel sick with himself as he realized that he would have actually jumped at this chance for the wrong reasons before. Mae wasn't just some girl who was encroaching on his territory—Mae was a living and breathing girl with feelings and with every right to get to live. Dean had spent so much time feuding with her that he kept overlooking what he did to her in Hell, and he had to make up for it—he had to save her no matter what. He looked to Castiel—Castiel who needed to stand up for Mae too.

"I do not see why it is imperative to kill Mae." Castiel told Zachariah, and Dean nodded—thank you Castiel for finally showing some goddamn backbone.

Zachariah looked at Castiel. "Forgive me for saying this, Castiel, but it's really not your place to go against my orders, is it?"

Castiel sadly shook his head. "No it is not."

Castiel was the last person who wanted to harm Mae in any way—he knew they hadn't been together for very long as charge and protected, but Castiel knew that there were feelings in him that only Mae could bring out. He had wanted to stay there and kiss her for as long as he could have, but she had been the one to pull away. He couldn't possibly kill her—but how could he go against God's orders? How could he have gotten himself in like this…and more importantly…how could God seriously want an innocent girl dead? Sure she had sinned, but then she had taken her torture in Hell and now she was helping them to stop the breaking of the seals…what was going on?

"Do as I say, Dean." Zachariah told him, touching his forehead and sending him back to the safe house, looking over as Sam cowered, Mae throwing something breakable his direction.

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Castiel sat down on a park bench next to Anna, Anna smiling at him fondly. She wanted to reach out and stroke his hair to try and calm him down, but Castiel was no human male—he was an angel that found comfort in doing what he was told. Still, he looked as if he had gotten some bad news, and he only seemed to come to her when he did, so she was ready to console him with words. Anna found herself missing the company of this angel, and she would give anything to be back on the same side with him.

"You're distraught—you don't normally doubt." Anna told him.

Castiel nodded. "I am very fond of Mae."

Anna swallowed—not what she had wanted to hear. "Why does being fond of her make you distraught? We were always taught that love was one of the most important feelings that we could feel—it's one of the only feelings we can't get in trouble for."

Castiel wanted to tell her exactly what was going on with him and Mae because he knew that she would understand, but at the same time he wanted to keep it all to himself. He also felt like maybe he should talk to Mae about it firsthand, because this involved her and not Anna. Castiel looked at Anna as she smiled back at him and he opened his mouth to say something but shut it again. Anna nodded because she understood, and he found himself taking a deep breath and deciding to let it all out.

"I find myself attracted to her but Zachariah says I have to get the Lilith information out of her and then kill her." Castiel told her. "When he made Dean go back to the safe house, he explained to me that she was crazy…but I don't think that she is."

Anna reached out to touch his hand and Castiel found himself wishing that her hand was Mae's. Castiel didn't know why he was feeling all of these feelings, and he didn't know how to make them stop. If he got close to her and then had to kill her, he wouldn't be able to do his job—he wouldn't be able to carry out his orders. Why did he feel like this? Feel like he needed to be close to her? Once you let yourself be able to love, it was hard to turn off, especially for an angel. Angels were supposed to love humans unconditionally, and they were supposed to be healing and nurturing.

"Talk to her." Anna told him.

Castiel nodded, completely unaware that Mae was in quite a state at that moment. She was not crazy or lying or trying to bring about the apocalypse, she was simply pissed at Sam for lying to her. She had found out when she had focused on looking in his eyes that he had gone to see Ruby for blood, and she couldn't forgive him. How could he run off and do that when she had told him not to? When he had promised her that he wouldn't? Lilith needed him to drink the demon blood, and now she had to come clean about it, and she hadn't wanted to have to come clean with it when Sam hadn't told Dean on his own.

"What the Hell is going on around here?" Dean asked in a loud voice "Why is there throwing and yelling?"

"Why don't you ask your son of a bitch, brother?!" Mae yelled. "I bet he's just dying to tell you what he and his demon whore have been up to! And if he doesn't I'm more than willing to share since it has to do with the apocalypse!"

Sam scoffed. "Yes it does—it has to do with stopping the apocalypse!"

"No! It has to do with starting it!" Mae shot back. "And to top it off, the angels know exactly what the last seal is! Do you, Sammy? Huh? Do you? No, you don't, but I do!"

Sam scoffed again as Mae's eyes blazed into his and Dean ran his hand down his face. Mae swallowed and closed her eyes, taking a deep breath as Sam straightened up and looked at her hard—she was telling the truth. Lilith being in her body had given her just the leverage she needed—just the information that she needed. He had to believe her whether he wanted to or not, so he would have to straighten up and ask her about it. Why was he feeling like he didn't want to know?

"What is the last seal?" Dean asked her, putting together Zachariah's message and wanting to shove something up the angel's ass. "And what do you mean the angels know?"

Mae took a deep breath. "While Lilith was in my body she was always talking about how he was almost ready…how Sam was almost ready. Ruby has been preparing Sam to kill Lilith—"

"—to stop the apocalypse!" Sam protested.

"—because Lilith is the final seal. Your little whore is using you…she's poisoning you Sam, so that Lucifer can rise. It's said that there will be a great battle, and if the angels think they have the upper hand then they will let it all happen because afterwards there is supposed to be paradise on Earth…which means that everything will be forgiven." Mae explained.

"She is right." Castiel said, appearing out of nowhere. "That is what is said…Lilith is the final seal?"

Mae nodded and Dean and Sam started to argue, Mae reaching out to take Castiel's hand, Castiel mentioning Farrah before popping them out into a warehouse. Mae hadn't actually been expecting the two of them to be looking for Farrah, but this was Castiel—he wasn't bringing her out here to have at her, no matter how much most of her wished he was. Castiel looked at her delicately and smiled a little and Mae found herself backing up against a wall, about to make a sound when Castiel's hand flew up to her mouth and he pressed his body against hers. At first she was going to attribute the action to some rare angel disease that was making him horny, but then she heard the scuffles—someone was here and he was just protecting her.

Castiel had to swallow, feeling her body move as she breathed against him, closing his eyes a little as she tried to make her perch against the wall more comfortable by shifting upwards, her body and her leg rubbing against him softly. Mae liked the sensation too, and smiled as the hand not covering her mouth slowly slipped down from her shoulder to her breast. His hand had brushed it before, but he suddenly felt a lust in him as she ran her leg against him again, deliberately rubbing against him with her hips to ease her own lustful sensations. Castiel turned his head to face her, their eyes meeting, sliding his hand off her mouth and welcoming her lips on his, wondering why she was sliding her hands down to his hips when footsteps could be heard.

"Farrah can wait." Mae breathed so softly Castiel almost couldn't make it out, resisting the urge to moan as she pulled his hips against hers hard and rubbed herself against him. "Take me back to my room in the house."

It took Castiel only a minute to decide what he was going to do, inadvertently helping himself to a rub against her as she brought his hips to hers again.