Hey gang! Whoohoo I am back on track for posting lol! Thank you to my two awesome reviewers, Haventmetmyangelyet and Underworld's-Reject for reviewing each chapter, you are both bitchin' to the max!

Underworld's-Reject- Aww thanks, now Cas will feel better! Haha you people and Lucifer lol! "Oh noes… the hell hounds "= lols!

Haventmetmyangelyet- Yeah, he is a total jerk face, no wonder he got locked up!

Don made his way through a poorly lit hallway knocking every door open in his search for Castiel. His body ached and he knew that his bruised side probably looked as ugly as it felt. He pushed open a door and was relieved to see the angel amid the pile of silk sheets on the bed looking small and pale. "Cas, are you alright?" Don stumbled over with a hand over his ribs wincing.

"Don?" Castiel eyed him weakly.

Don smiled gently at him. "Hey buddy. Man I was worried about you!" He squeezed Castiel's hand. He untied Castiel's wrist from the bed post and looked concerned at Castiel's hurt and naked body. "What happened, are you alright?"

Castiel ran a hand through his hair as he slowly sat up and felt tremors of pain rack his body. Castiel gasped out a desperate sob and clung on to Don.

"Cas?" Don looked at him worriedly as held his friend to his chest. "What the hell did they do to you?" His eyes flashed."

"Can't talk about it now. Don't…want to think about anything." Don looked into Castiel's eyes and was horrified to see the pain behind them. His beautiful eyes looked exhausted and Don could tell that he had been crying until he no longer could. Castiel stared back and looked worried. "Where's Dean?"

"With Mulder. He's hurt pretty bad." Castiel's eyes widened. "He hurt his leg and can't walk."

"I need to see him. Now, please Don?"

"Yeah. Of course. I just came to get you and go. Can you stand?" He held out both his hands to him.

Castiel nodded and took his hands. "Yeah, I think so." He stood unsteadily and tightly held on to Don's hands. He swayed and took a few shaky steps. His knees trembled as he attempted to take another. Don sat him back down on the bed. "Need to find you some clothes first." He dug around in an old ornate armoire and found Castiel's clothes. He helped him get into them wincing at the bruises on Castiel's body. He looked furious when he saw the dark purple circling Castiel's thin wrists. The angel looked steadily into Don's eyes. "Please, don't tell Dean."

Don nodded and pulled Castiel onto his back and tucked his hands under his knees. "C'mon Cas. Let's go stuff that fucker back into his box."

Castiel went in and out of a dreamless sleep as he clung to Don. He was so worried about Dean. He knew Dean was reckless and Mulder would be having a difficult time babysitting him. Both Dean and Mulder would probably be struggling to babysit each other. Castiel allowed himself a small smile at the idea before falling back into dreams. He dreamt of being trapped in the center of the floor of the room with the sigil, watching blood clog the design. Lucifer plucked out the feathers of his wings one by one as a ring of fire separated him from Mulder and Don; both of them pale and covered in blood. Dean was not to be found. In his heart he wondered if he was even coming. He woke up, startled, as Don forced a door open and carried Castiel into the room.

"Dean?"

"Cas? Is that you? God I am so happy to see you!" Dean was leaning against Mulder as they sat on the floor near the center, next to the ornate design. Castiel could see how his injured leg had been magically splinted but could tell Dean thought it hurt like a 'real son of a bitch.' Don gently set him down next to Dean and gave Mulder a quick kiss on the mouth as Castiel wrapped his arms around Dean.

"Cas, I was so worried about you."

Castiel hugged him with tears running down his face. "I-I didn't know if you were coming …I was so scared Dean!"

Dean put both his hands in Castiel's hair and stared into his eyes. "I would never leave you Cas. Ever. Wouldn't care about the reason, I love you and will protect you. I am so sorry Cas. So sorry." Dean looked at Castiel's raw and bleeding wrists. "He hurt you?"

Castiel nodded as he held back a sob. "What about your leg? Is it broken?"

"Yeah, but I can walk around a bit. It's just kinda sore."

Castiel laughed through his tears. "You are so tough Dean."

"Nah, just for my sweet angel."

Castiel laughed as Dean kissed him and pulled him into his arms. The taint of Lucifer seemed farther away now that he knew that Dean was here for him. He would never leave him. Dean promised, and Castiel felt safer than he had all day.

Castiel looked curious at the book Mulder was looking through. "What does the book say?"

"Dunno." Mulder eyed it. "Looks like we are in the right room though. Dean's ring lit up the center of the floor, I think it has got to be the devil's box."

Castiel leaned over and looked at the picture curiously and was surprised to see that it was the same one he had seen in Bobby's book with the angel. He stared hard at the sigil on the ground and gasped in horror as he watched it fill with blood, watching it drip from the angel's fingers. He watched as the words reappeared on the page.

'The betrayer will have the seals broken. The Devil walks free when treacherous words are spoken. The blood of the brothers and relics of the fallen angel return him to his cage. The friends will set the stage. One will be the sacrifice and one will lose his wings. He finds them when blood is shared and his heart sings. One will be lost and the last left to recall. They come together and the devil will fall.'

"It's the same poem. I think I am supposed to fill the sigil with blood." He watched blood fill the design in the painting and light shoot through the design in the floor, opening it up. The others gaped at him.

Dean eyed him. "That whole thing? Cas, a whole body would have to fill that thing up. You do that and you die!"

"I understand that Dean. The book shows that a sacrifice needs to be made to open up the cage. A human sacrifice and it looks like it is the angel blood that unlocks it."

"No you don't you stupid son of a bitch! You aren't bleeding yourself out for this Cas. It's too much. Why should you have to die for that evil dick?"

"He won't." Don was quietly eyeing the book. He closed his eyes for a while before setting it down. He helped Castiel over to the center of the floor. Dean looked horrified and tried to crawl over there as Mulder eyed Don curiously.

"What are you doing you son of a bitch! He can't die, just because the books says so doesn't mean anything. He looked pleading at Mulder who still looked confused.

They watched as Don pulled the knife out and pressed it lightly against the palm of Castiel's hand. "Sorry for this Cas." Castiel winced as the knife cut into his palm. He eyed the cut, confused.

"Don that is way too small."

Don smiled sadly at him. "I know." He lifted up Castiel's palm and turned it over, allowing a few drops to escape onto the floor. They hissed and the sigil glowed lightly. Don closed his eyes once more before sliding the knife along one wrist, biting his lip as the blood spurted and ran down his hand, falling the ground. Mulder sped over and Dean craned his head to see what was going on. He fell to his knees as the blood steadily drizzled to the ground."

"Don, what the fuck are you doing?" Don wearily looked into Mulder's frantic eyes and at the horror in Castiel's."

"I understand now. 'One will be the sacrifice.' They are talking about us. We have the four rings, the four amulets. Those people and angel in the picture?" He took a deep breath. "All us. Castiel can't do it, it calls for a human sacrifice. And I am the sacrifice." Don gritted his teeth as he cut deeply into his other arm to the bone.

"No Don!" Tears spilled from Mulder's face. "Why does it have to be you? Stop, let me do it instead!" He clung on Don's shirt desperately.

Don smiled at him weakly. "A little too late for that Foxy. I was supposed to die in the forest, guess Death caught up to me."

"Don, you can't do this!" He leaned his forehead against Don's. "Remember how you fought for me in the swamps? You didn't let me die. Please let me help you." He tried to stop the bleeding of one wrist and shuddered as he felt blood pool out from under his fingers.

"Yeah I remember." He laughed as tears started in his eyes. "Some first kiss huh?"

"Don please-"

"No Fox. This way you won't get your cute ass dragged to hell. Cas needs Dean. And we need Cas to live, how else will we get Lucifer back into the cage? I'm no angel, I am expendable." He kissed Mulder lightly on the mouth and whispered "Please, let me die for you."

"You already have! What was the point of getting you back! How can I lose you again Don? I just can't!"

Don smiled, eyes beginning to look hazy. "Well I stole three wonderful months. I lived for an extra three months loving you Fox. I can't ask for anything better. I cheated Death and got you. Guess you are too great of a thing for any one man." He trailed his fingertips lightly over Mulder's cheek. "The price is worth it. I am so in love with you Fox." Mulder let out a loud sob as he clung to Don. He felt ill as he remembered the cold of the forest and too much blood. Of clinging as to Don's shoulder's as he made love to him the first time, head spinning with ecstasy and love. His cute smile when he caught the baseball at the Red Sox game. He couldn't believe he was once again holding Don in his arms as his blood dripped from his body.

Castiel had helped Dean over and now he was gazing eye to eye with his dying best friend. "That's gotta be enough blood. Stop it you son of a bitch. Stop it!" Dean's face was wet with tears as he gripped Don's bloody hand,

"Take care of Charlie. Please."

"Oh God Don no! That's your job. You aren't dying!"

Don looked at Cas as the angel hugged him sobbing. "You guys go…got a devil to catch. Go before it's too late!" His breathing was slowing down and his vision fogging. "Please..go."

Castiel kissed him roughly before giving his hand one last squeeze. Dean kissed him too as Castiel lifted him off the ground and walked slowly. He felt a white hot furry like never before and it strengthened his shaking footsteps. Tears poured silently down his face and his wings burned with an intense light.

Mulder sat holding Don up in his arms as sobs racked his body.

"I can't lose you Don. Not again."

Don leaned into him as darkness began to gather on the edge. "Mulder, I know you don't believe in heaven or anything, but I have to believe I will see you again." He leaned in closer as he put his cheek against Mulder's. "I wouldn't have done this if I thought I wouldn't find you again." He gave him a small smile. "I want to believe."

Mulder gave him a shaky smile. "I want to believe too." They sat there in silence as Mulder listened to Don's heart weakly pump blood out of his body. Don began to shiver and drift off.

"Don?"

Don struggled and opened his eyes tiredly. "Fox?"

Mulder gulped for air as tears rolled down his face."You-you can l-let go now."

Don smiled softly. "Thanks Foxy…I love you…"

"Love you too." Mulder leaned in and kissed him for the last time, feeling their tears mingle and run down to the floor. He felt Don's head tilt back and found himself gazing into the blank eyes of his lover once more. He sobbed into his chest, looking up when light shot around their bodies. Mulder watched in shock as wings ripped out of his boyfriend's back. He was even more surprised to see his eyes open. Mulder hugged him delightedly until he felt a strong arm push him away. Don got up from the ground, staring at his hands.

"Don?" Mulder looked confused at the detached way he was looking at him.

Don turned and looked down at him coolly. "That's Michael to you, human."

Castiel flinched when he heard Mulder's wail of pure misery and nearly dropped Dean. He swallowed. Don must be dead. Dean slowly got out of Castiel's arms and put an arm around him.

"I think I can hobble Cas." Cas heard the rough edge to his voice and knew that Dean was still crying. Castiel helped him walk and looked down in shock as his ring began to glow. Dean glanced down at his too and looked back at Castiel. "We gotta hurry, the cage is opened."