A/N: It's a little bit short but look at me updating really quickly! :) Thanks for the reviews last chapter and I hope you enjoy this one. I only just realised I had a little bit left of TFM so sorry about that but it's like 98% unscripted after this chapter. (I admit I am gonna use a little bit of one of Cas' and Crowley's conversations later on. Anyways...enjoy!

"Without the mask where will you hide?
Can't find yourself lost in your lie!
I know the truth now.
I know who you are,
And I don't love you anymore." – Evanescence, Everybody's Fool

Then…

"You see, I needed a modest decoy to make it more convincing."

"Give me the weapons."

"Step away from him, Raphael. I have the weapons now. Their power is with me."

"Do not treat me like a fool. Your numbers could not possibly have thwarted both factions."

"I did not need numbers to overcome them."

"Well, Cas...now that you have your sword, try not to die by it."

Now…
-Dean-
Before either of the brothers had a chance to ask what Balthazar was talking about Castiel disoriented them by transporting them back to Bobby's house. Regaining his sense of balance, Dean glared at the angel not even knowing how to start asking. Sam didn't seem to have the same problem though; managing to get back his footing and turning to the angel angrily.

"Cas, what the hell?" he began, walking towards the seraph with an annoyed expression on his face. Dean looked at Cas pointedly, waiting for him to answer as Sam continued. "Wait, wait, you were in on this! Using us a diversion?" Castiel didn't say anything for a moment then glanced at the floor before looking back to them.

"It was Balthazar's plan," he explained carefully before sighing. "I would have done the same thing."

"That's not comforting, Cas," Dean said sharply. Castiel glared at him, eyes flashing in outrage. Dean couldn't help but take a step back at his anger but the angel didn't seem to notice.

"When will I be able to make you understand?" he growled, stepping forward a little in irritation. Dean recognised the intimidation technique with a feeling of trepidation. He would not be scared so easily even if Castiel was an all-powerful angel."If I lose against Raphael, we all lose. Everything."

"We know the stakes," the elder Winchester told the angel coolly. Castiel tilted his head slightly in disbelief, a trait that Dean used to find amusing but now just seem infuriating. "That's about all you've told us!" Cas bit his lip slightly at that and Dean couldn't help but feel a little victorious. At least now Cas might actually tell them what was going on rather than keep them in the dark. Cas sighed and looked up again to meet his eyes.

"I'm sorry about all this," the angel said in a genuinely apologetic tone. Dean felt Sam shift beside him, physically showing his own wish to know what was happening in the war. Even Eloa only told them so much. If Cas told them then a lot of the mystery would be cleared up. Their hopes were squashed rapidly with Castiel's next words. "I'll explain everything when I can." Cas disappeared straight after and Dean couldn't help the flare of anger that coursed through him at his vanishing act.

"Friggin' angels," he muttered under his breath. Sam nodded then frowned, slipping a hand into his jacket pocket and pulling something from it. A smile broke across the younger Winchester's face when he saw what it was and he held it up to Dean. The elder Winchester raised his eyebrows. It was a DVD case of some kind with the words 'Season six trailer' written in black marker on the side.

"What's that got to do with anything right now Sammy?" he asked snappily. Sam ignored his bitchy tone and grinned.

"We don't need Cas to explain anything. Not with this DVD," he said confidently. Dean stared at him for a second.

"What? That's the most stupid thing I have heard you say. I swear if this is another weird porn thing like Gabriel's death video I'm gonna -"

"Hell no!" Sam cut in. "Look, I stole this from in that weird alternate universe."

"That universe was fake Sam," Dean replied bluntly. Sam shook his head.

"You really think Balthazar has enough juice to do that?" he retorted incredulously.

"Gabriel could do it."

"Gabriel was an archangel and a trickster," Sam argued logically. "Balthazar doesn't have that kind of mojo. Besides, this thing would have disappeared if it was completely fake." He gestured with the DVD to punctuate his point. "What I'm saying is, that TV show was pretty accurate from the sounds of it so maybe this think can give us an idea of what's gonna happen next!" Dean thought about it quickly. Sam had a point. Hadn't Tyra Banks mentioned some of the stuff that had happened to them over the years? "Sam's back from hell, he lost his soul, you got it back again and now there's apparently gonna be a new angel on the block. So tell us. Are the rumours true? Has Dean got a new angel?" Yeah, she definitely had. Glancing at his brother Dean sat down on one of the battered chairs scattered around the room.

"Maybe you're right," he said slowly. "But do we really wanna watch it? I mean, that DVD could tell us a lot of things. We might not want to know all of it."

"Just because we might not want to know doesn't mean we don't need to know Dean," Sam replied quietly. Dean sighed and nodded.

"Fine. Get your laptop. Let's watch this thing." Sam gave him a smile and headed over to where he had left his laptop before Balthazar and Virgil had ambushed them. He had only just picked up the case when a loud crash echoed through the house. Dean jumped up from his seat, ready for action but relaxed when he saw the familiar figure of Eloa a little way away through the newly broken window. His relief was short lived as she drew closer, heading for the window with one arm around her stomach and the other hanging limply at her side. Dean walked over to the window with a frown, noticing the angel was staggering a little.

"Sam!" he called urgently as she came closer. The angel looked terrible; she was covered with blood, a huge gash was down her limp arm and she had several cuts on her face. Dean didn't doubt that her uninjured arm was hiding another injury. She looked ready to drop. The younger Winchester hurried back into the room just as Eloa got to Dean, tripping over the window frame as she stepped inside and falling into his arms. Dean managed to keep her upright, helping her in and she groaned coughing a little.

"Lucifer…" she croaked faintly and Dean tensed. "He brought Lucifer…"

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A little while later…

-Sam-

Eloa had fallen unconscious straight after her revelation, not waiting for the brothers to ask who exactly she meant when she said 'he'. Dean seemed to think that she meant Raphael but something gave Sam the feeling that wasn't who the angel had been talking about. This was someone different. Someone new. Dean had got Sam to clear the shabby sofa at the corner of the room and they had laid her unmoving body on it to rest before sitting back down on two worn wooden chairs they normally used when looking up lore.

"How can Lucifer be out of the box Sammy?" Dean asked, running his hands through his short hair. "You shut him in the box good and proper. Michael too. Hell you trapped your soul in with them! How can that son of a bitch be free?" Sam shook his head uncertainly.

"I don't know but Eloa said someone brought him. That suggests someone opened the cage to let him out," he said carefully.
"Then why isn't the apocalypse on our asses?" Dean replied. "If someone opened that cage then Michael sure as hell wouldn't have just sat there. They would have both got out and started ripping into each other."

"We don't know that," Sam disagreed.

"We can though," Dean told him, glancing back to Sam's abandoned laptop on the nearby desk that had been forgotten in the confusion of Eloa's beaten appearance. Sam got the hint and nodded, retrieving it and the DVD case resting on top of it. "Let's get this show on the road." Sam put the DVD in without another word, starting it up straight away. The trailer started off ominous, annoyingly so, and Sam seriously wanted to fast forward. The setting was dark, and a silhouette was stood outside a window with Dean, Ben and Lisa just inside around a dinner table. Him, he realised with a small shiver. A soulless him. The scene cut after a moment to Dean and him meeting outside, sunlight now.
"Sam?"
"Hello Dean." A snapshot of a hug where Sam stood stiffly in his brother's embrace followed by another change of setting; inside a house with Lisa and Dean saying goodbye. Sam looked away awkwardly, trying to give his brother a little privacy. Although this was a bunch of other worldly actors on screen it felt like it was just a really well shot video; like he was snooping on his brother's life.

"I need you to go."

"I can't just lose you and Ben."

"That's not what I'm saying."

"You're saying hit the road."

"Dean, if there's some rule that says this all has to be either/or, how about we break it? Me and Ben will be here, and you come when you can. Just come in one piece, okay?" Beside him Dean flinched, sighing slightly and his shoulders slumping. The scenes began to jump more after that; Bobby threatening Crowley, a vampire Dean, Sam trying to kill Bobby and the impala driving itself at Dean. A second later it was their first meeting with Eloa, bloody and beaten.

"I am Eloa, an angel of the lord." Then there was another set of snapshots; Dean backing away from two figures of his younger brother, Cas walking down a corridor with his fists clenched tight and a flash of black punctuated by a gasp and an unfamiliar voice pleading.

"Castiel please don't do this." The two brothers shared a look, both frowning before looking back to the video. More cuts, mostly insignificant but one stood out above all the others. Castiel and Eloa together with their blades locked in combat.

"No more Castiel. You've gone too far!"

"You will not stop me." Dean tensed in his seat, glancing over to the unconscious form of Eloa nervously and Sam could guess his trail of thought with ease. Was she an enemy in disguise? More scene jumps followed the revelation before slowing down to Eloa's first night with them where she was talking about Castiel. Sam sighed reaching for the remote but Dean stopped him, shaking his head.

"Every angel has a dark side that they must embrace at least once. It is only a matter of time before the angel of Thursday finds his…" One last scene cut followed; Castiel sat on a sofa in an unfamiliar house, one arm around someone just out of frame and the other holding something that made Sam's eyes widen in horror. The four rings belonging to the horsemen of the apocalypse. Castiel smiled at the camera, eyes sparkling slightly.

"It is time to release our older brothers." The screen went black after that before the words 'Supernatural Season Six' appeared in blood red. Sam switched the television off straight after, biting his lip.

"You don't think…" he began carefully.

"He wouldn't. There's no way Castiel would even think about- He must have been possessed or something…" Dean started over him, shaking his head in disbelief and shock. "I mean, it can't be-"

"It's true," a familiar voice cut in and both the brother's turned to look at the source. Eloa sat up slowly, looking noticeably better but wincing as she did. "I'm sorry but it's all true, and if you are willing to listen. I will explain everything." Sam looked at his older brother questioningly and Dean nodded.

"Then you better start explaining."