Chapter Three

Dean stood in the motel room looking across at his tied up, beaten up brother and the angel that stood in between them. He knew Sam would be working on getting himself loose, it was something they had pretty much mastered over the years in their line of work. Laila had ordered Dean to pray for Cas to come, using Sam's life as a threat. Praying for Cas was the last thing Dean wanted to do, he'd promised Cas he'd help him and help keep Laila in the dark. It was a clever move by Laila, he had to admit. Everyone knew Cas would be there for Dean pretty much instantly if he prayed.

"Not gonna happen, sorry" Dean replied stubbornly, he had decided to prolong this as much as he could.

"You're willing to let your brother die for an angel?" Laila asked surprised.

"No, but you wouldn't kill him" Dean told her, "You think Cas would willingly come up to heaven with you if you kill Sammy?" Dean asked confidently.

"It's a chance I'm willing to take" she told Dean as she made a cut along Sam's chest causing him to call out Dean's name in pain. Damn she meant business.

Dean closed his eyes tight; his brother's painful cry causing him to wince as if he were the one being cut, "Okay okay!" Dean yelled and Laila pulled the blade away from Sam who looked at him breathing deeply with tears of pain in his eyes. Laila was not messing about. Dean sighed deeply and closed his eyes, "I'm sorry man..." he started, "Castiel, I really hope you've got your ears on wherever you are because I really need your help right now, I'm still at the motel-" he was cut off as Cas appeared before him but collapsed straight to the ground, "Jesus Cas, you good?" He asked as he rushed to help him to his feet.

"Get off me" Cas growled angrily as he pushed him off.

"What's wrong with you?" Sam asked from his chair as he watched Cas struggle to get to his feet.

"He's intoxicated" Laila spoke taking a step towards him.

"This was a trap" Cas realised as he finally got to his feet and noticed Laila.

"I'm sorry Cas, she was going to kill Sammy I-" Cas cut Dean's explaining off.

"You should've killed her" Cas slurred as he leaned back against the wall for support.

"Well I didn't think you'd want me to because you two have like, a thing" Dean told him, "you know, bro code you don't kill your friends girl" he joked slightly.

"You should've killed her" Cas repeated himself as he looked Laila in the eye, "don't ever endanger yourself for me Dean"

"Look he's here, we got him here now can you let me go?" Sam pleaded from his chair.

"No" Laila replied sternly still facing Cas.

"You will let him go" Cas spoke through gritted teeth as his angel blade slid out of the sleeve of his trench coat and into his hand.

"Cas you're drunk" Dean took a step towards him warning him not to fight, he definitely would not win this one he could barely stay upright.

"Let Sam go Laila" Cas warned as he stepped towards her but Dean stepped in between the two.

"You are no use to me intoxicated, what example will it show our father and the angels in heaven if I take you back like this" Laila told him.

"Well I am known as the rebel angel" Cas half smiled before he turned serious again, "Then go without me Laila" Cas told her.

"This is my mission Castiel and I will not fail" Laila spoke raising her voice as she held out her arm and gestured toward the wall causing Dean to fly towards it with a groan of pain.

Cas looked at Dean and then back to Laila before he gripped his blade tighter and held it up before him.

"This is why I need to take you back Castiel, you're willing to kill me, of all angels, for a human?" She asked, "you're brainwashed Castiel, you're broken" she concluded, "you've spend too long with humans to the point you're starting to feel Castiel, you feel guilty and happy and angry and you joke, angels don't joke. Many angels are saying you're a lost cause but I believed in you Castiel, I believe we can rehabilitate you. They sent me because they knew you could trust me more than anyone else" she explained.

"I don't trust you Laila, not anymore" Cas launched his blade towards her but with just the flick of her wrist his blade flew out of his hand.

"I will not fight you Castiel, not like this" Laila told him, she looked at Sam and Dean and then back to Cas, "I will be back for you" she spoke before she disappeared. Dean fell to the ground from being pinned to the wall and then quickly moved to untie Sam. Cas took a seat on the nearest bed and placed his head in his hands.

Sam stood and wiped the blood from his nose as he looked towards Cas.

"Hey, Cas, are you okay?" He asked.

Cas slowly looked up at him, "this should never of happened, I've brought this danger on to you" he told them.

"What? This?" Sam gestured to the chair he was tied in, "That's just a normal Monday night for us Cas you know that by now" Sam laughed as he used a towel to dab the blood on his chest where Laila had cut him, he winced slightly due to the pain but he'd had much worse.

Cas stood up, stumbling slightly due to his drunken state, "Woah, take it easy yeah?" Sam held him by his shoulders to help steady him. Cas pressed two fingers against Sam's forehead, healing his wounds instantly. "Cas…" Sam started with a sigh.

Cas bent over to grab his angel blade but again stumbled, "Look just stay put yeah?" Dean ordered as picked it up and handed it to him, "I'm guessing it was happy hour in Scotland?" Dean stated as Cas swayed back and forth trying to keep himself upright.

"Scotland?" Sam spat out confused.

"I knew she wouldn't take me if I was drunk" Cas admitted showing there was at least some sense in his madness.

"Ah okay, so you just have to become an alcoholic and you won't ever have to go back upstairs" Dean announced sarcastically.

"That isn't very practical Dean" Cas slurred in reply, he spotted a bottle of whiskey on the table and made his way over to it.

"Yeah, no shit Sherlock" Dean snapped.

Sam grabbed the bottle before Cas reached it, "I think you've had enough" he told him; Cas gave him daggers.

"Cas she's gonna come back" Dean started, "You need to make a decision" He told him.

"I have made a decision" Cas turned to face them both, "I'm staying here" He concluded with a hiccup.

"Without your grace? As a human?" Sam asked surprised shooting a glance at his older brother.

"No, with my full grace." Cas corrected him sternly, "I'm staying here exactly as I am…maybe just less drunk" Cas joked.

Dean looked at his very drunken friend and could see nothing but vulnerability and helplessness. Cas had made his decision and that was that. Dean took in a deep breath, "Then we need a plan" He held his head up high, Sam nodded and flashed a smile at Cas.

Suddenly Cas' eyes widened as his attention was drawn over Sam and Dean's shoulders to a figure that had appeared in the bedroom.

"Hello boys"