Point of No Return Part 2

"Where's Cas?" bobby asked.

"Blown to Oz." Angela replied.

"Look, Angie and I will get Dean." Sam said. "He couldn't have gone too far. Just watch Adam."

"How?" Bobby scoffed. "You may have noticed, he's got a slight height advantage."

"Then cuff him to your chair." Sam shrugged. "I don't know. Just watch him."

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"The end is nigh!" a preacher yelled. "The apocalypse is upon us! The angels talk to me, and they asked me to talk to you! The apocalypse—

"Hey!" Dean interrupted. "I'm Dean Winchester. Do you know who I am?"

The preacher's eyes widened. "Dear God."

"I'll take that as a yes." Dean nodded. "Listen, I need you to pray to your angel buddies and let them know that I'm here."

The preacher fell to his knees in prayer. "Our father, who art in Heaven, hallowed be thy name—

"You pray to loud." Castiel cut in. He touched the preacher and he fell to the ground, unconscious. Castiel dragged Dean into the nearby alley and started throwing punches.

"What, are you crazy?!" Dean yelled.

"I rebelled for this?!" Castiel growled. "So that you could surrender to them?"

"Cas! Please!" Dean pleaded as Castiel continued to throw punches.

"I gave everything for you." Castiel said. "And this is what you give to me."

"Do it." Dean challenged. "Just do it!"

Castiel unclenched his fist and touched Dean's shoulder, knocking him out.

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"Bobby, what do you mean, 'Adam is gone'?" Sam asked.

"Should I say it in Spanish?" Bobby sassed.

"He's gone how? What the hell, Bobby?!" Sam snapped.

"Sam, calm down." Angela rested a hand on his arm.

Bobby glared at Sam. "Watch your tone, boy. He was right in front of me, and he disappeared into thin air."

Castiel appeared carrying a bloody and battered Dean. "Because the angels took him."

"What the hell happened to him?" Angela nodded to Dean.

"Me." Castiel replied.

"What do you mean, the angels took Adam?" Bobby frowned. "You branded his ribs, didn't you?"

"Yes." Castiel nodded. "Adam must have tipped them."

"How?" Bobby asked.

"I don't know." Castiel shook his head. "Maybe in a dream."

"Well, where would they have taken him?" Sam asked.

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Dean was handcuffed to the cot in Bobby's panic room.

"How you feeling?" Sam asked.

"Word to the wise, don't piss off the nerd angels." Dean replied. "So, how's it going?"

"Adam's gone." Angela replied. "The angels have him."

"Where?" Dean frowned.

"The room where they took you." Sam said.

"You sure?" Dean raised a brow.

"Cas did a re-con." Angela replied.

"And?" Dean asked.

"And the place is crawling with mooks…" Sam replied. "Pretty much a no-shot-in-hell, hail-Mary kind of thing."

"Ah, so the usual." Dean nodded. "What are you two going to do?"

"For starters…we're bringing you with." Sam said.

"Excuse me?" Dean raised a brow.

Angela unlocked Dean's handcuff, releasing him. "There are too many of them. We can't do it alone. And uh, you're pretty much the only game in town."

"Isn't that a bad idea?" Dean asked.

"Cas and Bobby think so." Sam shrugged. "Angie and I aren't so sure."

"Well, they're right." Dean said bluntly. "Because either it's a trap to get me there to make me say yes, or it's not a trap and I'm gonna say yes anyway. And I will. I'll do it. Fair warning."

Angela shook her head. "No, you won't. When push comes to shove, you'll make the right call."

"You know, if the tables were turned, if either of you were trying to say yes…I'd let you two rot in here." Dean said. "Hell, I have let you rot in here, Sam."

"Yeah, well…I guess we're not that smart." Sam replied.

"I—I don't get it. Why are you guys doing this?" Dean asked.

"Because you're family, Dean." Angela replied. "And family sticks together. No matter what."

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"Where the hell are we?" Dean asked.

"Van Nuys, California." Castiel replied.

Dean frowned. "Where's the beautiful room?"

"In there." Castiel pointed.

"The beautiful room is in an abandoned muffler factory in Van Nuys, California?" Dean raised a brow.

"Where did you think it was?" Castiel frowned.

"I—I don't know. Jupiter? A blade of grass?" Dean shrugged. "Not Van Nuys."

"Tell me again why you don't just grab Adam and shazam the hell out of there." Sam cut in.

"Because there are at least five angels in there." Castiel replied.

"So? You're fast." Dean shrugged.

"They're faster." Castiel took off his tie and wrapped it around his palm. "I'll clear them out. You three grab the boy. This is our only chance."

"Cas, wait." Angela said. "You're gonna take on five angels? By yourself?"

"Yes." Castiel nodded.

"Isn't that suicide?" Dean frowned.

"Maybe it is." Castiel nodded. "But then I won't have to watch you fail. I'm sorry, Dean. I don't have the same faith in you that Sam and Angela do."

Castiel pulled a box cutter out of his trench-coat pocket.

"What the hell are you gonna do with that?" Angela asked.

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Dean, Sam, and Angela entered the warehouse through the same door Castiel did. Dean found the one slain angel and went into the room.

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Dean saw Adam on the floor against the opposite wall. He hurried to his side to help him leave.

"Adam, hey. Hey." Dean said.

"You came for me." Adam said weakly.

"Yeah, well, you're family."

"Dean, it's a trap." Adam warned.

"I figured." Dean nodded.

"Dean, please." Zachariah said suddenly. "Did you really think it would be that easy?"

"Did you?" Dean raised a brow.

Sam came at Zachariah from behind with an angel blade. Zachariah knocked it out of his hand and threw Sam against a screen. Angela grabbed the angel blade from the ground and ran at Zachariah. He rolled his eyes and waved his hand, throwing her across the room.

"Sam! Angie!" Dean yelled.

"You know what I've learned from this experience, Dean?" Zachariah asked. "Patience." He said. He waved his hand and Adam fell to the floor, coughing up blood.

"Adam?" Dean called. "Let him go, you son of a bitch."

"I mean, I thought I was downsized for sure." Zachariah continued, ignoring Dean. "And for us, a firing…pretty damn literal. But I should have trusted the boss man. It's all playing out like he said…You, me, Angela, and your hemorrhaging brothers."

Zachariah turned his fist in Sam's direction, causing him to cough up blood like Adam.

"Sam!" Angela cried, crawling towards him. She stopped suddenly, and started coughing up blood as well.

"You're finally ready, right?" Zachariah asked.

Dean looked from Zachariah to Sam, Angela, and Adam who were lying on the floor, still coughing up blood.

Angela groaned as she mustered up enough strength to crawl over to Sam. "Sam. Sammy." She coughed. She reached for his hand as she fell into another coughing fit.

"You know there's no other choice." Zachariah told Dean. "There's never been a choice."

"Stop it." Dean said. "Stop it right now!"

"In exchange for what?" Zachariah asked.

"Dammit, Zachariah." Dean replied. "Stop it, please. I'll do it."

"I'm sorry." Zachariah said. "What was that?"

"Okay, yes." Dean said. "The answer is yes."

"Dean!" Sam pleaded as he weakly pulled Angela to him.

"Do you hear me? Call Michael down, you bastard!" Dean yelled.

"How do I know you're not lying?" Zachariah asked.

"Do I look like I'm lying?" Dean scoffed.

Zachariah turned and spoke in Enochian, summoning Michael. "Zodiredo…noco…aberamage…nazodpesade…" he chanted. "He's coming."

Sam hugged Angela to him and gave Dean a questioning look. Dean just winked at Sam.

"Of course, I have a few conditions." Dean said suddenly.

"What?" Zachariah frowned.

"The few people whose safety you have to guarantee before I say yes." Dean said.

"Sure, fine." Zachariah shrugged. "Make a list."

"But most of all…Michael can't have me until he disintegrates you." Dean snarled.

"What did you say?" Zachariah glared.

"I said…before Michael gets one piece of this sweet ass…he has to turn you into a piece of charcoal."

Zachariah scoffed. "You really think Michael's gonna go for that?"

"Who's more important to him now?" Dean raised a brow. "You…or me?"

"You listen to me." Zachariah growled. "You are nothing but a maggot inside a worm's ass. Do you know who I am…after I deliver you to Michael?"

"Expendable." Dean said.

"Michael's not gonna kill me." Zachariah replied.

"Maybe not." Dean shrugged. "But I am."

Dean stabbed an angel blade into Zachariah's head through his chin. Dean fell to the ground. White light and the ear-piercing noise indicated that Michael was coming.

"Can you walk?" Dean asked.

Adam nodded weakly. "Yeah."

"Okay, come on." Dean helped Adam up and ran over to Sam and Angela. "Come on, move it!"

Sam helped Angela up and wrapped an arm around her waist to hold her up. The green room's doors slammed shut behind the three hunters, leaving Adam locked inside.

"No! Dean! Help!" Adam pleaded. "It won't open!"

Dean left Sam and Angela and attempted to open the green room's doors from the outside. He was burned when he touched the knob.

"Dean, help! Dean!" Adam pleaded.

"Hold on!" Dean yelled. "We'll get you out. Just hold on. Adam! Can you hear me?!"

The green room was filled with white light. Outside, it faded, and Dean could touch the door. He opened it to find an abandoned office.

"Adam?" Dean frowned.

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"You think Adam's okay?" Angela whispered.

"Doubt it." Dean shook his head. "Cas either. But we'll get 'em."

"So." Sam said.

"So, what?" Dean raised a brow.

"I saw your eyes." Sam replied. "You were totally rockin' the 'yes' back there. So, what changed your mind?"

"Honestly? The damndest thing." Dean smiled slightly. "I mean, the world's ending. The walls are coming down on us, and I look over to you and Angie, and all I can think about it, 'They brought me here. They trusted me enough to bring me here. Despite what everyone else said'. I just didn't want to let you two down."

"You didn't." Angela assured.

"You almost did." Sam added. "But you didn't."

"I owe you two an apology." Dean said.

"No, man." Sam shook his head. "No, you don't."

"Just…let me say this." Dean said. "I don't know if it's being a big brother or what, but sometimes, I just feel like I need to keep you two on the straight and narrow. But Sam, you're a grown man. And Angie, you're an independent, grown woman who sure as hell doesn't need me to look after you." Dean added. "You two found faith in me…the least I can do is return the favor. So, screw destiny, right in the face. I say we take the fight to them, and do it out way."

"I'm glad you changed your mind, Dean." Angela smiled softly.

"Sounds good." Sam nodded, smiling slightly.

A/N: Hey y'all! I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I've written up to 5x20, so I'm in the final stretch. And oh man you guys, chapter 39...there is a doozy of a Sam/Angie moment. I'm still working out the kinks on it, but y'all aren't ready. Also, I've figured out what I want the next installment to be called, and I think you guys are gonna love it ;) Don't forget to leave a review! Feedback is gold. Love you guys!

~Emily