Chapter 54

Cas

Wake up, little Susie, wake up
Wake up, little Susie, wake up

We've both been sound asleep
Wake up little Susie and weep
The movie's over, it's four o'clock
And we're in trouble deep

Wake up, little Susie
Wake up, little Susie

Well, what are we gonna tell your Mama
What are we gonna tell your Pa?
What are we gonna tell our friends
When they say, "Ooh la la!"

Wake up, little Susie
Wake up, little Susie

Well, I told your Mama that you'd be in by ten
Well, Susie baby, looks like we goofed again
Wake up, little Susie
Wake up, little Susie
We gotta go home

Wake up, little Susie, wake up
Wake up, little Susie, wake up

The movie wasn't so hot
It didn't have much of a plot
We fell asleep, our goose is cooked
Our reputation is shot

Wake up, little Susie
Wake up, little Susie

Well, what are we gonna tell your Ma-ma
What are we gonna tell your Pa?
What are we gonna tell our friends
When they say, "Ooh la la!"

Wake up, little Susie
Wake up, little Susie
Wake up, little Susie

Wake Up Little Susie by The Everly Brothers.

AN: Before you read this chapter, the song at the end of the last chapter was If This Is It by Newton Faulkner.


"Hey, Sam." Jack said as he and Dean entered Sam's room in the pyshicial ward at Northern Indiana State Hospital. Sam was admitted because he was hit by a car and he had a psychotic breakdown. The doctor told them that he had to be heavy sedated when he came in, suffering severely hallucinations and the doctor had'nt seen anything like it. Sam hadn't slept for five days, which was alarming. "You're all right?"

"Maybe you should cancel my UFC fight." Sam joked weakly, Jack chuckled,

"Sam, I'm gonna find you help." Dean told his little brother as he sat down on the bed. Sam exhaled his breath and looked away from Dean,

"I don't think it's out there, Dean." Sam said,

"We don't know that." Dean argued,

"We know better than most. It's all snake oil. Last faith healer we hooked up with had a reaper on a leash. Remember?" Sam countered,

"Yeah, Sam, I remember." Dean replied, remembering that faith healer as he stood up,

"I'm just saying..."

"What? That you don't want our help?" Dean asked,

"No, I'm just saying… don't do this to yourselves."

"Sam, if I don't find something."

"Then I'll die. Dean, we knew this was coming." Sam told

"No." Dean refused that this was it.

"When you put my soul back..."

"No."

"Cas warned you about all the crap it would..."

"Screw Cas! Quit being Dalai frickin' Yoda about this, okay?" Dean interrupted as he punched his hand with his fist, "Get pissed!"

Sam sighed, sadly "I'm too tired. This is what happens when you throw a soul into Lucifer's dog bowl. And you think there's just gonna be some cure out there?"

"Don't give me that self pity talk, Sam." Jack shook his head, "I can't take this." Jack left the room not wanting to listen to this and headed out of the hospital. When he got into the Mustang, the first thing he did was slamming his hands down onto the steering wheel in frustration several times, it was bad enough that Sam is admitted into the mental ward, but the fact he refused to get help? No, no. it's not over, not yet. Jack started the Mustang and headed back to Rufus cabinet.


"Hi, This is Jack, a friend of Bobby Singer's. I'm looking for some info. If you do, call me back on 804-427-2450. Thank you." Jack left a message on the voicemail for a guy named Mackey on his cellphone. Dean and the others were calling some of the Bobby's contacts on his address book. But they were getting nowhere with ts

"Are you sure that you don't know anything?" Grace asked then sighed when she got the answer "Thank you for your time." she ended the call without any success. She picked up the address book and scratched a name off.

"Eight people have no info of a faith healer."

"Make it nine." Jo added as she ended her call "the guy in Florida told me to shove it. He's got nothing,"

Jack sighed in exhaustion, "Great, just great. Frank is dead, Sam is at the nuthouse, Leviathan is buying fields and making cure,which is for the record is disturbing. So yeah, we're doing just great." When Dean and Sam went to visit Frank, they found him dead in his trailer a couple of days ago.

"We gotta keep on looking, little brother. Complaining won't do you any good." Grace said, "Besides the address book is the only chance. So stop hurting your head."
just then Kane cried from the bedroom, obviously he had been waken up by the call.

"I got this." Jack said as he rose up from the couch and went to the bedroom where Kane was sleeping in a cradle.

"Sorry if we woke up, buddy." Jack apologized as he picked up crying Kane "Shh, it's okay, it's okay." He then hummed a song that his mom used to sing when he was a kid. The House of the Rising Sun, that was Karen's favourite song. Everytime he would have problem sleeping, she would always sing that song. After a few moments, Kane was calm down. Works like a charm, everytime. Once Kane was clalm, Jack put him back in the cradle. He smiled of how quietly Kane is asleep.

He walked back to the living room where everyone was staring at him in amazement.

"What?" Jack asked,

"Nothing." Everyone said as they went back to work,


It was late and as it was before they got nothing. But their was about to turn when Mackey, the guy that Jack left a voice message called back.

"Jack speaking." Jack said as he answered the call.

"Mackey. Calling you back. Hey. Real sorry about Bobby."

"Me too, man."

"Look, what you called about – I might have something for you. There's this guy. He goes by "Emmanuel." He kind of roams. First started hearing about him a couple of months back. How he was healing the sick, curing the crazy."

"Okay. I'm with you so far."

"Naturally, I think something in the milk ain't clean. Find this sucker, punch his clock. Right?"

"Right." Jack said nonchalant

"Heard the best way to get to him is through his wife, Daphne, out in Colorado? So, I go. Tell her I'm going blind. It's true. My right eye's burnt out. She says, "Go home. He'll come." So, I go. I set every trap, every test in the book."

"Gotta take every precaution."

"Emmanuel shows. He passes every one. There ain't nothing weird about this guy. Except... he's the real deal."

"What do you mean?" Jack asked curious, he passed every hunters test? Well, that's bit intriguing.

"He touched me, and my eye was fixed. Look – I don't believe in much that don't suck your blood. But I wouldn't call you on a maybe."

"Thanks, Mackey. That's really good news we had in a long time. Do you have the address?" Jack asked relived


"Is this the place?" Grace asked as she and Jack stepped out of the Mustang with Dean climbing out of his car at a house where Daphne was at.

"Yep, or at least where Mackey told me where she lived." Jack replied, they walked up the stairs to the front door. Dean knocked on the door and a man in his late 40's opened it.

"Hi. Uh, is this, uh, Daphne Allen's house? We're looking for Emmanuel."

"Well, you found him. Daphne's resting. If you don't mind." He replied,

"Oh, yeah, sure." Emmanuel stepped outside and closed the door behind him.

Jack got a unnerving feeling about this guy, he's not who he claims and his feeling was right when Grace saw a woman probably Daphne bound to a chair gagged at the window. Grace grabbed Jack's jacket and turned his attention to Daphne.

"Dean." Jack whispered, Dean turned to see Daphne as well. They turned to the imposter whose eyes turned black.

"Geez, a demon? No wonder you smell like garbage or even worse, expired cheese." Jack grimaced, the demon attacked them but Jack saw it coming as he grabbed him pinning it against the wall.

"You must really stupid for doing this. Didn't your boss give you the memo?" Jack asked sarcastically,

He laughed, "Please. What have you done for him lately? Roman's head on a plate? No? Whatever Emmanuel is, Crowley's gonna want him – a lot more than he wants you these days. So..." he headbutted Jack getting him off his back but Dean was quick to react as he pulled out the demon killing knife and killed him quickly. He screamed in agony as yellow light flashed in him. Dean tossed the demon away sending down to the bottom of the stairs to the feet of a man standing. Jack, Grace and Dean froze in shock, staring at the man who looked all too familiar for either of them. it was Cas or the man who have scary smilaries of Cas showed up.

"What was that?" he asked,


"Is that..." Grace asked in disbelief as they were inside Daphne's house. It can't be him, can't it? They saw Cas die in that reservoir last year. How is this possible?

"I don't know, maybe." Jack whispered to her, equally surprised as she is.

"That creature hurt you." Emmanuel said as he untied Daphne and removed her gag.

"I'm okay. But, Emmanuel... They were looking for you." Daphne replied as she rose from the chair with concern.

"It's okay." Emmanuel assured before turning to the trio, "I'm Emmanuel."

Dean snapped out of shock as he shook his hands with Emmanuel, "Dean. I'm...Dean. these are Jack and his sister Grace."

"Hi." Jack and Grace greeted, they repeated the handshake with Emmanuel.

"Thank you for protecting my wife." Emmanuel thanked them

"Your wife. Right." Dean replied,

"I saw his face. His real face."

"He was a demon."

"A demon walked the Earth."

"Demons. There are buckloads of them here. You don't know about…" Jack corrected,

"You saw the demon's true face." Daphne told him, "Emmanuel has very special gifts."

"We've heard about… Emmanuel. That you can heal people." Grace said,

"I seem to be able to help to a certain degree. What's your issue?"

"My Brother." Dean replied,


"What? Cas is alive?!" Jo asked on the phone as Jack and Grace was in the Mustang on their way back to Northern Indiana. Grace had explained to Jo about the encounter with Cas lookalike.

"Yes, No. I mean… we're not sure on that but one thing is for sure, Emmanuel looks scary like Cas. He doesn't even remember who he is, just his name" Grace replied,

"Really?"

"Really. Look, we gotta go refill gas. We call you soon, Jo. Bye." Grace ended the call as they pulled up at the gas station with Dean behind them. They went inside a convenience store to buy some snacks, Dean was about to make a call when he looked up to a mirror and saw a man walking towards , Dean pulled out demon killing knife and pushed the man into the fridgator and made a easy kill.

"Jack! Grace! Need some help!" Dean yelled,

"We're busy!" Jack yelled as he ducked a punch from one of the demons that were fighting the Cahills. Jack slipped his sword inot his hand and used it to kill demon 1. Yellow light flashed in him as the demon and the vessel died.

"Jack! Could use a hand here!" Grace managed to say it as she was being choked to death by another demon. Within seconds, Jack pinned the demon against the floor and stabbed him in the abdomen, instant kill.

Jack got up and checked on his sister when Dean joined them.

"Looks like the word about Emmanuel is out." Jack said

"Emmanuel. Yeah, not so much." They turned to see Meg standing in front of them.

"Hi Meg." Jack replied

"Dean, Jackie, Gracie. You got some splainin to do." Meg stated,


Dean turned the sign on the entrance door to Closed and closed the blinds so no one could disturb them.

"Rumors are really starting to fly about this Emmanuel fellow. My curiosity sure got revved up."

"What do you want, Meg?" Jack asked with arms crossed

"Imagine my surprise when I track him down, and he's snuggled up with you. And he's the spitting image of poor, dead Castiel. So, what's poor, dead Castiel doing in that junker out there?"

"Christmas caroling." Dean answered sarcastically.

"Fun. But how's he alive? Last I heard, he played God, went poof."

"I don't know. And neither does he, so you got to keep it shut." Dean told her

"Oh, I do?"

"Yes, yo do. "

"He doesn't know that he is Cas." Grace stated,

"I know. Been watching you for hours. So here's the deal. You might remember Crowley and me were frosty back in the day? Well, times haven't changed."

"Good." The trio replied,

"That hurts my feelings. I've been good to you, guys." Meg hissed,

"No, Meg. You have been good to you." Jack corrected as he went to get some snacks with Dean.

"Look. Right now, rumors of this wandering healer are strictly low-level. But body count's getting high enough to change that. Folks start poking, they sniff angel dust." Meg began,

"Yeah, they start falling all over each other trying to tell Crowley." Dean said

" Now picture Crowley with his hands on harmless little amnesia-Cas. Don't get me wrong. I'm gonna burn that smarmy dick. My time's coming. But right about now, my army-of-one situation is not cutting it. It's cold out here, there's a price on my ass, and I need friends."

"Yeah, we get that. But we're not yours." Jack stated,

"You owe me, Jackie. For saving your ass from the Leviathians back in the morgue last year." Meg replied as she got a bit too close to Jack's personal space. "I.O.U."

Jack turned to face her with a scowled look. "You didn't just say that."

"Oh I did Jackie. I'm calling it in." Meg declared,

"Are we missing something between you two?" Grace asked as she and Dean looked between Meg and her brother

"Oh, Jackie didn't tell you, Gracie? I saved his ass from getting eaten by the big mouths a while back.."

"What?!" Grace and Dean exclaimed, "And you didn't bother to tell us?"

"Don't get her started." Jack warned them

"Aw, did I upset you, Jackie? I didn't mean it." Meg pouted a bit in mockery

"Oh, shut up." Jack muttered while shaking his head,

"Oh, I almost forgot. Congrats on being baby daddy, " Jack turned back to Meg with his bitchface, now she was pushing his buttons.

"All right, so why are you even willing to help us out, Meg?" Grace asked trying to keep her brother from tearing her ass apart.

"'Cause I'm here to help you, and that makes us friends."

Jack snorted in disbelief, "Right, and I'm King freaking Elvis."

"Like you're taking him caroling. And by the way, you really want to keep going with no backup? Hey, I don't trust you, either. But I could really use Emmanuel. And he trusts you. So for now, it's in everyone's best interests to hold hands and cross the street together, okay?"

"We go straight to Sam. No detours." Dean told her

"I love it." Meg replied as she walked towards the door and left the convenience store

"Can I kill her?" Jack asked glaring at Meg.

"Not yet." Dean replied,


Jack and Grace were in the Mustang driving back to Sam with Dean, Meg and Emmanuel behind them. Either of them spoke a word on their way back to the hospital. When they pulled up and stepped out of the Mustang, they saw couple of demons outside the entrance door.

"Oh, great. Demons." Jack groaned,

"All of them?"

"Yeah."

"Damnit." Grace sighed, "Can you take all of them?"

"Maybe." Jack replied uncertain,

"Hey!" Dean called them to come. They walked over to Dean and Meg a bit distant from Emmanuel.

"Sam's in there. I know you're enjoying the double dip with your old pal, but –" Meg began but Dean interrupted,

"You think it's that cut and dry? Really? You know what he did. And you want to tell him and just hope that he takes it in stride? He could snap. He could... disappear. Who knows?"

"I gather we know each other." Emmanuel said as he stood in front of them

"Just a dollop." Meg replied,

"You can tell me. I'll be fine." Emmanuel assured,

"How do you know? You just met yourself. I've known you for years." Dean stated,

"You're an angel." Meg told Emmanuel basically

"I'm sorry? Is that a flirtation?"

"No, it's a species. A very powerful one."

"She's telling the truth, okay? Which is why you can heal people, you don't eat and I'm pretty sure that there's more." Jack added,

"Why wouldn't you tell me? Being an angel – it sounds pleasant."

"It's not, trust me. It's bloody, it's corrupt. It's not pleasant." Dean said

"He would know. You used to fight together, along with Jackie and Gracie. Bestest friends, actually."

"We're... friends? Am I Cas? I-I had no idea. I don't remember you. I'm sorry."

"Look. You got the juice. You can smite every demon in that lot." Meg said

"But I don't remember how." Emmaunel replied,

"It's in there. I'm sure it's just like riding a bike." Grace assured,

"I don't know how to do that, either." Emmanuel frowned but decided to give it a try "I'll try."

"This ain't gonna go well." Dean admitted truthfully.

"I don't know. I believe in the little tree topper." Meg replied, Emmanuel walked towards the hospital and started to kill every demon in sight in a heartbeat. It was like watching a kid taking his first steps.

"That's my boy." Meg said proudly,

One of the demons tired to run away but Emmanuel killed him. the others walked up behind Emmanuel not sure that he got his memories back?

"That was beautiful, Clarence." Meg stated,

"Cas?" Dean asked, is Cas back?

"I remember you." He turned to face Dean, "I remember everything." Cas is back.


"What I did. What I became. Why didn't you tell me?" Cas asked in rage,

"Because Sam is dying in there." Dean replied,

"Because of me. Everything. All these people. I shouldn't be here." Cas walked away from them and Dean went to follow him with Jack and Grace.

"If you know, then you remember that you did everything you could at the time." Jack said

"Don't defend me. Do you have any idea the death toll in Heaven? On Earth?" Cas turned to face them, "We didn't part friends."

"So what?"

"I deserved to die. Now, I can't possibly fix it... So why did I even walk out of that river?"

"Maybe to fix it. Wait." Dean went to the trunk of his car and grabbed the trenchcoat. He walked back holding the trenchcoat to Cas.

"Don't do this for us. Do this for Sam, You promised." Jack said,


Jack, Grace and the Winchesters came back to Rufus cabin with anguish looks on their face. Sam was free from the hallucinations but it wasn't without consequences.

"Can't believe he did that for you, Sam." Grace replied,

"Yeah, but still… I just don't like leaving him there."

"I know, but trust me, Sam. It's better this way. If the word gets out that he is back, we can't protect him. " Grace assured, "We have Meg to give us the update about his condition. "

"I don't like this." Sam sighed,


Flashback

"What the hell do you mean you can't?" Dean asked as they were standing in Sam's room with Sam who was not looking good right now.

"I mean there's nothing left to rebuild." Cas replied,

"Why not?"

"Because it crumbled. The pieces got crushed to dust by whatever's happening inside his head right now."

"So you're saying there's nothing? That he's gonna be like this until his candle blows out?"

"I'm sorry. This isn't a problem I can make disappear. And you know that." Jack sighed in defeat, then Cas thought of an idea, it was risky but he have to do it. ,because he made a promise. "But I may be able to shift it."

"Shift?" Grace repeated,

"Yeah, it would get Sam back on his feet." Cas sat on the edge of the bed and Sam flinched a bit.

"It's better this way. I'll be fine."

"Cas, what are you doing?" Jack asked,

"Now, Sam. This may hurt. And if I can't tell you again, I'm sorry I ever did this to you." Cas pressed his hand to Sam's head. Sam groaned as his face and eyes went completely red. The red traveled up Cas's arm, face and his eyes went red feeling the mental torture that Sam went. Sam gasped as he felt no more illusions that had been haunting him.

"Sam!" Dean said as he, Jack and Grace walked around the bed to the other side.

"Dean! Jack! Grace!" Sam said as he saw them, then turned to Cas "Cas, is that you?"
Cas's eyes widened in fear as he stood up from bed and backed away in a corner horrified. The siblings looked at each other for a second before turning back to Cas.


"Well, here's something that will cheer us up." Dean said breaking the slience as he took out a flask that was familiar.

"Is that Bobby's?" Jack asked

"Yeah, it's for good lucks. Want some?" Dean held it out to

"Sure." Jack said as he took Bobby's flask from Dean and drank from it,

"Man, that was strong stuff." Jack commented as he gave the flask to Grace who went to drink it and then reacting the same thing as her little brother did,

"Damn." Grace muttered, "Well, Bobby sure knew how to pick his liquor."

"Yeah." Sam chuckled, then there was a slience that settled over the siblings as they went into deep thought. What are they going to do next?


When you try your best, but you don't succeed
When you get what you want, but not what you need
When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone, but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

And high up above or down below
When you're too in love to let it go
But if you never try you'll never know
Just what you're worth

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Tears stream down your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
Tears stream down your face
And I...

Tears stream down your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down your face
And I...

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Fix You by Coldplay.
AN: I'm running a bit out of ideas for the story, got any? Let me know at the comment section. And as always, review.