Hi Guys. This chapter is really long but I couldn't think where to split it. Hope you like it.

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Sam felt a little better as the cool air of outside hit him, he felt well enough to stand on his own, though he still needed Meg's help to walk the short distance to their room. Once there he flopped onto his bed and stared up at the ceiling. He hadn't had his chance to speak to Dean.

"Hey Meg?" He slurred causing her to turn round from where she was standing staring out of the window. "You know what you said earlier….. About Dean….. Were you telling the truth?" He continued turning his head to look at her.

"Which part?" Meg asked, folding her arms across her chest as she leant against the table by the window.

"About….him remembering things from hell." Sam whispered returning his stare to the ceiling.

"Yeah, it's not the kind of stuff you forget." Meg replied softly, a smile forming on her lips as she watched the youngest Winchester process this information.

"I did. I forgot hell." Sam whispered into the night, almost to himself though Meg heard and sighed, why should she care enough to answer?

"Then your lucky sexy Sam. Now get some sleep." She replied.

"Okay." He said, closing his eyes. A few minutes later he was snoring. Meg shook her head at how involved in the Winchesters lives' she was getting and turned back to her vigil looking out of the window, waiting for all the lights to go off in the rooms she knew belonged to men she was travelling with.

Once Dean and Emanuel got back to their room Emanuel started to go about his nightly routine when he noticed that Dean was just sitting on his bed starring at the flask in his hand when he wasn't drinking out of it.

"Dean are you alright?" He asked the hunter.

"I'm fine. Why shouldn't I be?" Dean replied with a smile and a cheers gesture with his flask before taking yet another sip, making Emanuel frown at the amount it seemed that Dean drank.

"Well I was wondering…after your…. fight, you have seemed different." Emanuel said hesitantly, not sure if he should bring Bobby up in conversation with Dean, especially after all he had just read about the man.

"Different how?" Dean asked falling back onto his bed and staring at the ceiling.

"I don't know, that is why I am asking." Emanuel replied, slightly frustrated, he had questions that he hoped Dean would answer but he can't mention that he read the Supernatural books or that he asked Garth about Bobby. It did not believe that Dean would appreciate either of those things. It was very annoying.

"I fine Em just get some sleep." Dean said, turning onto his side with his back to Emanuel, which he glared at before continuing his nightly routine. When he came out of the bathroom he thought that Dean would be asleep but he hadn't moved from his position. Emanuel turned off the light and got into bed but he couldn't take the silence anymore, not when he knew they were both awake.

"Dean?" he said quietly so the hunter could pretend not to have heard if he truly did not wish to be disturbed.

"Yes Em?" Dean responded tiredly.

"Why did you not kill Meg?" he asked. It was one of the many questions he had, but he thought it was the one that Dean was most likely to answer.

"Cos you asked me not too." Came the gruff reply from the next door bed.

"But why?" Emanuel continued to ask, turning so he was sitting up looking at Dean's back. He didn't know why he was so persistent about getting an answer to this but he felt deep down in his soul that it was something he needed to know.

"Cos you're my friend Em." Dean replied, and when the expectant silence continued from the other bed he finished with a mumbled "and I wouldn't do anything to intentionally hurt you."

And that was it. Emanuel let out a breath he did not know he was holding, that was what he had needed to hear, not that he knew why he just knew he did.

"You are my friend too Dean." Emanuel said as he lay back down on his bed with a smile on his face closing his eyes as he continued "Thank you for trusting me enough not to kill her." He was just about to slip into his memories when he heard a whisper from Dean.

"I'd trust you with my life." Dean whispered into the night thinking it was low enough that he wouldn't hear. Emanuel could not believe the precious gift he had just been given, that a man like Dean Winchester would trust him so much. It was unimaginable. This trust that Dean had just shown him makes him bold, hoping that now he would get some other answers about the one person in Dean's life that fascinated him above all others.

"Dean may I ask you something? You do not have to answer if you do not wish to." He said quietly building up his courage.

"Sure Em what is it?" Dean replied rolling onto his back as he realises he won't be sleeping any time soon.

"What was your relationship with the angel Castiel?" Emanuel asked with an innocent puzzlement in his voice.

At this Dean groaned, what the hell had that demon been putting into his head? "What do you mean?" Dean asks warily, really not sure he wants to know.

"Well Meg told me that you and he where the tragic love story of the generation but when I spoke to Sam he told me that you were best friends and that you shared a profound bond." Emanuel replied turning his head to look at Dean again in puzzlement.

"Okay." Dean responded though gritted teeth ready to kill Meg all over again them beat the crap out of Sam for getting him into this situation.

"What do they mean Dean?" Emanuel asked earnestly, moving so he was resting on his elbow and could see Dean's face in the dark room.

At this Dean sighs, running a hand down his face, thinking about his answers, trying to explain his friendship with Cas, too Cas, was pretty bizarre even for him, he thought with a small huff of laughter, he was just glad Gabriel wasn't around to join in on this one.

"What Meg told you was complete bull. Cas and I were, are, best friends and yeah we have a 'more profound bound' but that only cos he pulled me out of hell and is therefore more connected to my soul or some shit like that, I don't really understand that but he's always there when I need him and he always answers my prayers when I call. You know like a best friend would….or a brother I suppose?" Dean replied, knowing that he was rambling a bit towards the end but just trying to find the right way to describe their friendship.

"You said are, is he alive then? Sam did not seem to know."

"Yeah Em he's alive, and one day I'll get him back." Dean replied softly yet resolutely, staring at the ceiling as if he said it confidently enough it would become true.

"Where is he?" Emanuel inquired innocently, causing Dean to close his eyes and think lying on the bed next to mine asking me stupid ass questions. But he couldn't say that out loud so instead he went for the closest thing he could to the truth.

"Somewhere I can't reach him yet, but I promise you Em I'll find a way." He said as if he was saying a vow.

"That is good I think everyone needs to have someone they can rely on in life. It is good that he has you." Emanuel replied nodding and lying down again.

"Yeah it's great," Dean replied with a self-deprecating laugh as he remembered how much Cas couldn't rely on him for the past few years. Emanuel heard the sarcastic tone of his voice and frowned. It seemed that Dean still did not believe in himself. But what could he do about it? With that thought he took a deep breath and turned to face the hunter.

"I rely on you Dean, I know I am not the same as Cas but…I believe that you can do what needs to be done. God brought me to you for a reason." He said sincerely.

"What?" Dean asks with a huff of breath, thinking back to the destiny god laid out for him when he first met Cas after being rescued from hell.

"You once told me that Gabriel and you were trying to stop the big bad. From what I have now seen of your life and what you and the others around you have told me I assume that this big bad is of apocalyptic scale, Gabriel told me to come to you as he believed I could help you and I promise I will help, in any way that I can even if that way is just being at your side. You are a righteous man Dean Winchester and you fight for humanity in the shadows where no one sees you. But I see you Dean, and if all I can offer in help is to share the burdens you cannot share with you brother then I will carry them willingly if it will help to lighten your load." Emanuel replied in his low voice.

At the end of this Dean was speechless, Emanuel had just put into words all that he and Cas never said when Cas rebelled against heaven for him. That this man, no angel, who didn't remember would still put so much faith in him, Dean freaking Winchester, he couldn't begin to comprehend it. I mean what had he ever done to deserve such…devotion? Is that the right word? Hell he was an ass most of the time yet this angel had yet again put his faith in him, it was kinda mind blowing if not a lot scary. Could he live up to this Cas' expectations? After all he had failed the last. With that thought he realised he would do anything not to lose the respect that Emanuel had just shown him. So he took a deep breath and whispered into the night the only words he could think of to say, though they were wholly inadequate. "Thank-you". He breathed into the night. Then silence settled on to the room and Dean drifted off to sleep with his mind a little bit lighter, and Emanuel closed his eyes with a smile on his lips as he thought over the day's events and all he had learnt. He had done well today, not with his powers of healing but with his words and that was enough for now.