In the morning Dean woke up and looked down at his angel, Castiel was asleep with his head resting on Dean's crotch. He closed his eyes and smiled thinking back to last night then realized where he was again. "Crap..this was so not worth blowing Cas…I miss Sam…"

He had no idea if Castiel would be himself or the abbot. The angel woke and slid himself seductively up Dean's body until they were nose to nose, "Let us take brother Samuel and leave this place forever, we can start anew just the three of us."

Dean held his face and looked hard into the blue eyes above him, "So you're Father Castiel?"

"Of course, who else would I be?" Dean frowned, "Double crap, I can't catch a break." He stroked his hand over Castiels smiling face, "I miss you blue eyes, when are you going to come home to me?"

Father kissed him on the mouth, now daring to do it. He felt brave and happy for once in his dark life in the vineyards and it was because of this strange and beautiful man beneath him. "Brother I will be whoever you wish me to be, if being this "blue eyes" you speak of then that is what I will be."

Dean felt sad for the angel and for his brother stuck under the bed hidden away from a perverted Bishop. "Baby all I want you to be is yourself again."

Fathers eyes teared

Someone pounded on the door and before Dean could hide, it swung open, the bishop was standing there with his manservant. His eyes were pure black and the darkness that rolled off him in waves was palpable, "Ah so this is what you do when I am not aware, who is this pretty thing in your bed Abbot?"

Father Castiel covered Dean with the blanket and stood by the bed protectively, "He is mine and no concern of yours bishop." Dean quickly slipped on a robe and looked for a weapon. He tugged on the angels sleeve, "It's a demon, looked at the eyes, come on remember."

He ignored Dean and faced off with the bishop, "Abbot, this one is mine, give him to me." The manservant lunged for Dean but Castiel grabbed his hand and crushed it, "Do not touch him." The man fell screaming in agony.

The Bishop was strong, fed by the power of the demon but Castiel was becoming aware and that meant he was getting his full strength back. "Dean, stay behind me, I do not want you to be hurt." Dean being in mortal danger brought Castiel back, his drive to protect overcame the false identity.

Dean gave a fist pump, "Damn, finally Cas, your back baby." The angel grabbed the demon by the throat, the light slowly grew as the angel returned, the glow became blinding and shot from its vessel as he struggled, Castiel looked "You should know better than to touch Dean Winchester." It let out a deafening scream and reduced slowly to ash, the stench of burning flesh filled the small room and then there was nothing.

Dean hugged him, "Baby I'm so glad your back in business. Lets get Sam out of there."

Castiel flipped the bed and tossed the rug aside, when he flung open the trap door Dean climbed partly down the ladder and yelled, "Sammy…baby boy where are you?"

Sam emerged from the shadows clutching a book, "Dean…is it you?" His eyes were wild and his brother approached carefully, "Yeah its me, give me your hand and we can get you out of here."

When Sam got out he looked around the room, he felt lost and afraid. He handed Dean the large leather bound book, "Dean its filled with books down there, spells, charms, ways to kill demons, monsters….I went through them all, that was all I did."

Castiel went over and touched his cheek to calm him, "Sam look at me, it is alright." Sam pushed his hand away, "No, don't you both understand? I didn't find one thing that could get us out of here, oh god…we are going be lost forever." He started to breath quickly, Dean grabbed his shoulders and shook him, "Sam snap out of it."

Sam sat on the floor and held his head, "I tried, I looked and looked." Castiel sat next to him, "Sam there is not every book in the world down there, they were just the wrong ones. If you do not have hope you have nothing. I will not give up and neither will you."

Sam rested his head in the angel's lap, "What now, even Crowley hasn't found a way and every place has demons, everyone is trapped." Dean paced the floor, "No this isn't it, we have been through so much crap and we come out the other side so Sammy I promise we will get out of here."

….

They explored the monastery looking for something but they didn't know what, Dean said they would know it when they saw it. When the monks passed Castiel in the halls they greeted him as Father Castiel and he played along.

Mateo came bounding up to them and jumped on Castiels shoulder, he hugged him around the neck and there was a golden key in his hand. Castiel took it and the monkey started to chatter.

Castiel turned the key around in his fingers and looked at the monkey, "Yes I realize this is confusing to you, no I am not a monk. Thank you for the key, you may stay here with the brothers. They will take good care of you but if you wish you may travel with us little brother."

Mateo gestured and chattered again and hugged the angels neck.

Sam and Dean looked at them both, Dean sounded frustrated, "So what…what is that key he gave you and is the monkey coming or staying?"

Mateo stared at Dean, "Well isn't it clear, the key is to unlock the next door to where he doesn't know, he also doesn't want to be stuck here. Mateo is fearing for his virtue. Also he would like to come to our time because monkeys have made much progress there."

Dean frowned at the monkey, "Right…ok he said all that to you, whatever lets go."

….

Castiel went to the scribes next, several were carefully transcribing, the angel approached one of the brothers, "Good day brother I need a word with you." The elderly monk followed Castiel to the hallway.

"I will help in any way I can Father Castiel."

The angel smiled kindly, "I wish to ask, have you ever run across in your transcriptions a way to travel through time? Specifically to choose a time you wish to end up, the beginning?"

"Father you are speaking of something that is not possible and if it were surely there would be demons involved."

Crowley appeared, "Oh do go on, tell us more about these demons old man." He was about to bite into an apple but instead shined it on his tunic and held it out to Dean, "Would you like my apple Dean, or perhaps Sam and Castiel could offer you some cherries?"

Dean knocked it out of his hand and folded his arms, "Blow me Crowley you jackass." Crowley looked at his watch, "Well really I don't know…do you think we have the time?"

Sam grabbed his wrist, "Hey where did you get a wrist watch?" The demon shrugged, "You know, in between working the concession stand and my job as a soda jerk I shopped."

Sam smiled, "So its possible to bring objects into another time, we know with Mateo living things can pass through, this is great if we find any information that could be helpful getting back we can gather what we need as we go."

Crowley raised an eyebrow, "Where to you propose we find this information?" Dean narrowed his eyes and glared at the demon, "I wish I could just friggin' gank you, you're such a downer."

Crowley smirked, "Its my job to be a downer you monkey, maybe Mateo could teach you how to be a proper simian, Dean I can see you now, naked with a little red hat and a tin cup."

Dean lunged for the demon and Castiel stopped him, "In time Dean, now we actually need him."

Castiel nodded to Sam, "I think that gives us the hope we needed." Sam couldn't take his eyes off Castiel, their nights filled with bizarre pain and sex play came back to him, he blushed thinking about it.

Castiel cocked his head and smiled, "You are remembering our passionate evenings together of worship, being bound by me and striking your buttocks then bringing each other to orgasm. It was pleasant."

Dean closed his eyes, "I sure remember watching, it was incredible." Crowley scowled, "How is it I miss the one interesting thing that happens here? Oh well, toodles boys." The demon vanished.

They all held hands and Dean pushed the key into a lock, "Well guys lets pick a door, whatever this opens I hope its home, now we have some sort of plan at least….sort of."

Dean put in the golden key, turned it and the lock opened , Castiel made sure they were all still holding hands and he pushed the door, they stepped into the darkness and hoped for the best.

TBC