Author's Note:

Fluff! Sam/Cas and Dean/Cas fluff ahead! The beginning scene is dedicated to Susangel for mentioning she would like to see it written, thanks for the idea Suzy :D I would also like to dedicate this chapter to my robot head loving/chocolate loving/hot wing loving friend Fiona Bee, because we can agree that Stonehenge Apocalypse with Misha Collins is the best movie EVER!

And I am dying of anticipation for the western episode of SPN, I am literally ready to kill the CW right now. I just keep trying to figure out what Dean throws at Cas in that very brief clip and can't figure it out. *shrugs* Anyways, lyrics are from No Way Out by Rie Sinclair.

Thanks to all my amazing readers and reviewers, I love all of you wonderful people!

"Will time illuminate the stars and stop the pain?

The night you held me under a spell

You know I cannot hide

You're the very thing unwinding me."

Sam's P.O.V.

My grin was like that of an excited child on Christmas. "The angels created Stonehenge? All these years I thought it was a mystery, or maybe the work of an ancient civilization. Why did they create it?"

Cas glanced over at me with amused affection glittering in his eyes. Dean and Gabriel were at a nearby diner eating pie, so Cas and I were back at the motel, and he was answering my endless question about lore and myths. We lay side by side on my bed, talking endlessly. No matter what question I had, he had the answer. We had plenty of time, because we'd found the vampire nest but weren't doing a raid until daylight tomorrow.

I listened, rapt, when he told stories of ancient times. His gravelly yet somehow smooth voice almost lulled me to sleep as it wove enchanting images in my mind. The greatest wars of Heaven, the angels stopping natural disasters wreaking havoc on the Earth, the creation of some of the world's most notorious monuments...there was so much to learn.

"The Great Battle of the Morningstar was the war that finally drove Lucifer from Heaven, but there was still dreadful aftermath. The angels that had believed Lucifer to be their leader launched an attack against the rest of us, and it became yet another war. It was causing too much destruction on Heaven, so my superiors moved the battle to Earth. Myself and another one of the angels in my Garrison created a meeting point so in case we got split up during the war, we could return to the same place to ensure each other's location. And so we created what the humans would later refer to as Stonehenge."

I laughed quietly. Wow. Who would have thought that celestial beings created one of the world's greatest mysteries? All of the information swam through my head like debris floating over water.

"So you created Stonehenge?" I asked, still in awe.

"With the help of another angel, yes."

"Wow…" I whispered. I paused briefly before speaking again, my voice as hopeful as that of a child. "Will you tell me more about the Great Battle of the Morningstar?"

I smiled happily when he again began speaking of Heaven's greatest war.

Gabriel's P.O.V.

"That place has the best pie ever," I commented as we got back to the motel.

"Tell me about it," Dean sighed happily.

I stuck my head in Sam's room to tell him goodnight, and closed my mouth when I saw him and Cas laying on the bed, the former listening attentively as the angel told him about the war that had resulted in Lucifer being cast out of Heaven. They were oblivious to our presence, one caught up in telling the story and the other caught up in listening to it.

"Well I'm off to go watch a movie, so Sammy I'll see you tomorrow, and Cas I'll see you whenever you come to bed," Dean said, laughing amusedly when they gave him absent nods before returning to what they were doing.

See ya later, Sammy, I sent, closing the door behind me as I stepped out of the room.

Right, see you later, he replied quickly before going back to listening to Cas.

"They are such geeks," Dean said as we walked down the hall.

"Little brothers. Can't live with 'em, can't live without 'em," I agreed.

"Careful there, I don't want anyone to think we're actually bonding," Dean teased, his voice light and amused.

I cringed. "Don't even joke about that Winchester, I just ate and I am not too keen on throwing up."

"Same."

I laughed and quickly told him goodnight before transporting into my room, taking a quick shower (which was a human habit I'd picked up), pulling on some clothes to sleep in, and sprawling out on the bed. My vessel and my grace were slowly pulling together and leaving me fatigued. Clearing thoughts of Michael, vessel/grace merging, and geeky brothers from my head, I closed my eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Castiel's P.O.V.

I was having a night just like any other when it happened.

It began with a dull ache that started between my wings and spread throughout my entire body. Then it became a searing, white-hot agony that made me feel like someone was burning me with holy fire from the inside out. I made a choked, pained noise. Dean, who I was curled up against as always, quickly pulled us into a sitting position and asked what was wrong.

"Grace…vessel…" I was cut off when I choked up a mouthful of blood.

He gently wiped the blood from my face with his fingertips in a sweet, careful movement. His entire body was tense. I went to tell him that I was fine and not to worry, but the only thing that came out was more blood. The coppery, metallically taste tainted my mouth bitterly. Two different areas of my shirt split as my wings thrust themselves violently out of my body in reaction to my agitated grace.

Any other time Dean would be yelling at me to tell him what was going on, but I'd formerly warned him that it would get worse. He knew this was the end of it, that after this it would all be over. So he didn't ask questions, just helped me through it. He didn't seem to care about the blood I continued to choke up or the fine veil of sweat covering my skin, only about getting me through this.

I didn't protest when he moved us so that his back was against the headboard, and he moved his legs apart so he could pull my back against his chest. My wings rested on either side of me. Strong arms circled my waist and I relaxed into his chest. At least I'd stopped choking up blood at this point.

Another flash of searing heat ripped through me, causing my back to arch and my teeth to grind together. Dean tenderly stroked my back as the pain morphed into convulsions, spasms jerking my body in all directions. I caught a glimpse of my hand, the skin glowing white. My grace was fusing with the skin. This would be over soon.

Then, a pain that I didn't think was at all possible hit me. It was so impossibly strong that I couldn't even find a word for it. I heard piercing, agonized screams, and it took me a moment to realize they were my own. I no longer convulsed, but my entire body shook in Dean's arms. I made a futile attempt to quiet my screams. The pain was just too strong.

Just as suddenly as the pain has reached me, it was gone. All of it. A warmth was spreading through me, but the good kind. The kind that told me this body was finally my own. Jimmy had long since been in Heaven, but now I was really and truly one with my body. This would forever be my only body, I would take no other vessel. I couldn't take another vessel even if I wanted to now.

My back still against his chest, I dropped my head back against Dean's shoulder. He pressed a soft kiss to my temple, his lips warm against my skin. I covered his hands, which still rested on my waist, with my own. I gave them a gentle squeeze to convey my gratitude. Thank you for getting me through this. Thank you for being there for me. Thank you for being my brother. I said that and so much more with the simple touch. The smile he gave me said You're welcome.

Gabriel and Sam, who'd heard my cries but known I would rather be left alone with Dean, came in and walked over. Sam took one of my hands from Dean's and gave it a reassuring squeeze, and Gabriel stroked the side of my face with a tenderness uncharacteristic to his personality. I gave them both affectionate looks to express my gratitude.

I couldn't have loved them all any more than I did at that moment.

"No one ever will love me better than your

Everlasting love

I found only one way in

And no way out."