Dean blinked awake as he looked up at the rope binding his hands together above his head and looked around the room he was in, an old storage room full of boxes that smelt like old books. Dean had a feeling he was in another church and looked at the chair in front of him confused as he tugged on the rope.
"Oh I wouldn't do that" he heard a male voice say as he walked in and smiled at him.
"You! What the fuck are you doing? Let me go!" Dean yelled at Zachariah furious.
"Let me think, no!" he said and grabbed hold of his face in a tight grip. "You are a disgrace to humanity, look at what you do! But because I am a servant of the lord I am going to cure you".
"Cure me? Cure me for what, being gay?"
"Exactly".
Zachariah let go of him and punched him hard in the face, Dean groaning in pain as he spat blood out and looked at him.
"You think that hurts now…that's nothing!" he said as he punched him again in the stomach, Dean hissing out as he bent his head fighting for breath.
"You can't fucking cure me you mad bastard, it can't be cured…you watch too much soap".
Zach yanked his hair back and twisted his ear hard causing him to cry out in pain.
"I can try my best, now be very quiet or I'll do it myself" he hissed and left him to it as Dean breathed through the pain and spat out another mouthful of blood.
There were sharp raps on his front door as Castiel opened it to see Sam and Jess.
"Is Dean here?" Sam asked.
"No, why…what's up?".
"Since I saw you before and you confirmed he was here, well we haven't seen or heard him, he isn't picking up his phone either" Jess said as Sam looked around the house just in case.
Castiel felt a wave of sudden guilt at the way Dean left before, he didn't look too good.
"Maybe he's gone out again?"
"Yeah he's been drinking a lot lately, I wonder why" Sam muttered bitterly as he walked out, Castiel looking to the side as he knew that was aimed at him.
Jess shook her head annoyed at him as she gave him a sympathetic smile.
"You're probably right but give us a ring if you hear from him".
"Of course".
He shut the door behind her as he pulled his phone out and called him, reaching his voicemail as he sighed in disappointment.
"Dean, when you get this, call me or Sam and Jess, they are worried".
He hung up and tapped his phone against his hand as he wondered where he could possibly be.
~0~
"How could you do that to him, I mean you knew he was a priest…that he was off limits?" Zach said as he hit him across the face.
Dean gasped in pain at the bruise already forming around his eye, the ache that covered his face and stomach from multiple blows to the area.
"I fell for him, I couldn't help it! But it was me just as much as him!" he hissed as Zachariah backhanded him in response.
"Just another little whore, corrupting innocent men".
"No!"
"You make me sick, physically sick! Give me one good reason I shouldn't kill you right here and now to rid the world of you, no would miss you!"
"Oh fucking try it Zach, let's see how far you would get!" Dean yelled spitting blood at him.
"Oh no, no it would not be me; I never get my hands dirty! But I can see you are a lost cause, do you not regret your actions for even one second".
Dean smirked and shook his head. "No, because I fell in love with him, I took him and made him mine and I would do it all over again!"
Zachariah looked at him in disgust as he signalled to his men.
"Well I have the last revenge, the last laughs as they call it…you are just going to disappear Dean Winchester, body found in a dump maybe from a mugging? Mmm sounds good!" he laughed as he gripped his face tightly. "Did you say goodbye to him? I hope you did".
Dean swallowed in fear as 3 men came in, 2 ready for business but the other, who was blonde and looked wary, looking at him in confusion.
"You know what to do" Zachariah said as he looked him up and down and left the room.
Dean glared at them as they came over cutting the rope and tied his hands behind his back dragging him into another empty room and throwing him into the floor.
"Going to kill me are you lads?" Dean said as he turned around on his knees to look at them in turn.
"Orders are orders",
"You servants as well? You know, follow the lord and that like Zach does?"
"Yes".
Dean scoffed in shock as he looked at the blonde one especially. "You really think this is what he wants, me dead?"
"He hates you for what you are".
"Homophobia will get you nowhere and not with me, I couldn't care less what you think you stupid dick!"
The guy pulled something silver out of his pocket and approached him with the knife.
"Whoa, seriously we're going to do this" the blonde said running forward with his arms out in horror as he looked at it.
"Get out of the way! Orders are orders you little idiot!"
Dean looked at the exchange in surprise and gratitude for the blonde who all of the sudden was defending him.
"I didn't sign up for this…for murder! You can't murder a man in cold blood" he shouted.
"Shut up! Shut up now!" he hissed back.
Dean using the strength in his legs stood up as he faltered and looked at him. The blonde suddenly snatching the knife and cutting the rope free from his hands as they looked at each other. Dean nodding at him in thanks as they looked at the other two.
"Gregory, hold him" he said to the other man as he grabbed the blonde.
"No, move!" he shouted as Dean backed away from him.
The man picked up the knife again and grinned coldly. "Sorry about this, but one last job and we're done".
Dean gritted his teeth as he swung for him and punched him hard as he reeled back and stared at him hard as he continued to back Dean up. Dean looking around for an exit but was cornered as he lashed out again and kicked him hard in the stomach, the man collapses to the floor winded and hitting his head knocking himself out.
"Pathetic excuse for a man" Dean muttered at him as he stepped around him laughing half-heartedly.
"Dean!" the blonde called as Dean turned and felt a sharp pain to his side as Gregory stabbed him.
The shock of it took his breath away as he looked down at the knife, the blonde grabbing a wooden pole and whacking Gregory hard around the head. He fell to the floor in a heap at Dean's feet as Dean gasped in pain.
"Oh shit!" he breathed and looked at him in horror. "Oh shit, what do I do!"
Dean pulled the knife out and gasped in pain as he took his jacket off and used it as bandage to stop the blood flow.
"I need my phone, you need to get that and get me out of here" he hissed breathing hard.
He nodded and swallowed as he grabbed Dean's arm and wrapped it around his shoulder taking him out of the room. They looked down the empty corridor as they walked down it and heard voices, the blonde looking for a room as he opened a door and found a store cupboard.
Dragging him in, he placed him down quietly and saw towels as he threw them towards him.
"For the blood" he whispered as he closed it quietly.
"My phone…where-where is it?"
"Zach's office is my best guess, but he'll be in there now".
Dean pressed the towels to his wound and looked at the blood on his hands as he grimaced in pain. The blonde crawled towards him and carefully lifted the towels up to see the wound and gasped a little.
"Bad?" Dean muttered as he nodded slowly.
"I'm not dying in this fucking place…who are you and why are you helping me?"
"I'm Luke, I'm brand new to this and Zachariah hired me two weeks ago…I did not sign up for this".
"Well thanks Luke, but I really need my phone…I need to call my brother or even Castiel".
Luke nodded and took a deep breath as he stood up and looked down at him.
"You have to be quiet though, if they discover you, you're gone".
Dean gave him an exasperated look as Luke nodded and exited it quick as Dean held the towel that were soaked in his blood as he breathed slow through his mouth thinking of Sam and Cas and knowing he couldn't die on them, not just yet.
"Where the hell is he?" Sam said as he paced up and down.
Jess attempting to calm him but failing.
"He said nothing to you?" he shouted at Castiel who shook his head as they sat in the living room together wondering and calling people to see if they knew.
"He just left, he looked rough and ready for home…I don't know where he would go!".
Sam sat back biting his thumb nervous as to where he could be.
A knock on the window scared them all as they spun around and seen a young looking woman gesturing them.
"Hi, erm I don't know how to say this but your brother, the good looking one with brown hair right?"
"Yes! You seen him?"
"No but my mother did, she's quite old and she was distressed before, I have only just managed to get a straight answer out of her…she said she saw your brother with two men in suits, one of the men pulled something out of his pocket and apparently stabbed him with it and he fell unconscious, my mum said they dragged him in the car and took him away".
They stared at her in horror as Jess looked to Castiel.
"Zachariah" he whispered as Sam looked back to him.
"Why would he do that and take him?"
"Revenge, to get back at him and me for what we did…he'll blame him the most"
"Where will he have taken him!"
"I don't know, I don't! He's a big name; he could have taken him anywhere".
Sam thanked her and closed the door as he ran a hand through his hair thinking hard.
"The police, we need the police!"
Jess nodded looking frightened as she went to find the phone, Castiel watching her feeling like he was going to be sick, if he was hurt it was going to be his entire fault.
~0~
Luke peeked in his office and was thankful it was empty as he moved in quickly and looked through the drawers and found it in the bottom as he pocked it and stood up quickly when he heard Zachariah's voice.
"Yes, unfortunate for some I know…what are you doing here?" he said as he noticed him and blinked surprised to his appearance.
Luke swallowed and let out a deep breath. "You…is everything alright?"
Zach looked at him confused for a long moment. "I'm fine? Is everything taken care of?"
"Yes! All done".
"Good, good…now get back to them yes?"
Luke nodded and quickly scurried out as he headed back to the store room, Zachariah standing there alarmed for a moment before continuing to talk on the phone. Luke pulled it out and turned it on as he looked side to side before opening the door and kneeling by his side.
"Oh you wonderful man!" Dean gasped as he saw it, Luke handing it to him as he pressed speed dial.
Castiel was sitting on his own when he felt his phone buzz, he pulled out and gasped.
"It's Dean!"
He answered it feeling panicked as Sam and Jess rushed towards him.
"Cas" he gasped out.
"Dean! Oh thank god, where are you? Are you okay?"
Dean closed his eyes at the sound of his voice and then he realised he didn't actually know.
"Luke where are we?"
"St Joseph's Church".
"St Joseph's Church! Cas, do us a favour and bring the police and an ambulance as well".
"An ambulance? Why, Dean why do we need one of them?"
Sam looked at Jess in alarm as he gestured at the phone, Castiel holding his hands up.
"Why Dean?"
He looked down at his blood stained clothes and couldn't find the words. Luke snatched the phone off him much to his protest.
"Hi, you don't know me, I'm helping him out…I don't do murder…anyway listen he's been stabbed and its bad".
Castiel's breath faltered in his mouth as he looked at Sam swallowing hard as he fought back the despair.
"Dean's been stabbed".
Sam's face whitening as he backed away slightly, Jess reaching out and holding him close.
"Put him back on" Castiel whispered as Luke gave him the phone back, Dean frowning at him annoyed.
"How bad Dean?"
"I've lost quite a bit of blood, but I am holding on okay I am not going anywhere, get Sam to call them now!"
"Sam call them for St Joseph's now!"
Jess handing him the phone as Sam dialled them with shaking hands.
"I am so sorry Dean"
"Why are you apologising?"
"Because it's my fault this is happening to you, Zachariah doing this is because of me".
"I gave him what for and he'll get what's coming to him so I don't blame you, I blame that mad bastard for my current state…I don't blame you Cas okay understand that".
Castiel blinked back the tears as Sam yelled at the police and told them to send everyone and anyone right now.
"Sam is hilarious angry" Dean gasped as Luke removed the towels and replaced them with new ones.
"This isn't time for joking Dean…"
"It's perfect time! I mean if I am not laughing, I will be crying".
Dean could feel himself slipping into the darkness as Luke reached out and touched his shoulder shaking him.
"Dean, Dean!" he took the phone off him. "He's losing conscious…"
"Keep him awake!" Castiel cried as Sam and Jess looked towards him.
"Come on!" he said and slapped him across the face to wake him up. Dean jerked as he blinked and grabbed the phone again.
"Let me sleep you"
"No, no you are not allowed okay, you have to talk to me Dean, and if you fall asleep you will go to a place where I can't follow".
Dean laughed for a moment amused. "I love you, I really do and tell Sam as well okay and Jess that I love them because fuck it, I'll regret it later".
"Dean don't start saying that please, please don't" he pleaded.
Dean was now a very pale colour as Luke bit his lip as Dean struggled to keep his eyes open.
"I can hear them…the police" Luke breathed. "I can hear them!"
"Dean, Dean!" Castiel called but got no response as Dean slipped under.
Luke grabbed the phone and stared at Dean as he attempted to wake him up.
"I'm sorry" he breathed down it.
Castiel handed the phone to Sam who began shouting down it as he backed against the stairs and Jess knelt next him.
"Is he?"
"I don't know…Oh my god" he whispered as he covered his mouth and broke down in horror.
"We need to get St Joseph's now!" Sam shouted to them.
Castiel felt a tear slide down and swallowed hard as he thought of his last words, was there still hope?
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