Sam Wesson stepped into the office of Dean Smith, as he was called to the room, reasons unknown to him.
There he found the man he spoke in the elevator with, the one who he could SWEAR he knew, waiting for him, another man also in the room. Unlike Sam and Dean, he was in casual clothing, a mere T-shirt and jeans.
Dean leaned back in his chair once Sam entered. He nodded towards mystery man. "He was sent down here by HR, and refused to speak to me until you were here." He explained as he gestured for Sam to take a seat, which he did.
Mystery man raised his arm, and promptly snapped his fingers. Mist condensed around them, and before they knew it, they were both on the floor and holding their heads, groaning from the sudden gain of memory.
Through Sam's hazed eyes he could barely see what was going on, but he did hear two men converse.
PERCY POV
Percy stood up as he replenished the Winchester's memories. Zachariah appeared next to him, seething, but paled as soon as he saw who it was. He sent a crooked grin his brother's way. Zachariah attempted to fly out, but soon found he was unable. Next Zach attempted to shout for help, which would have been useful if anyone was willing to help him.
"Oh can it Zachariah. You should know by now no one is going to help you." Percy drawled, circling his brother. Zach's face was ghost white as he trembled.
"But you're in Hell. H-how did you escape?" Zach asked, his voice terrified. Percy caused his eyes to flicker black and then back to his normal sea green. Zach's throat constricted.
"I had some help from two of my siblings that didn't betray me." He said casually, watching the Winchester's out of the corner of his eye. "But I want to ask you some questions, and you'd better answer." Zachariah nodded quickly.
"Good boy." Percy said, as if he was talking to a dog. "Now, who's amazing idea in Heaven was it to start the Apocalypse?" He asked. "And don't you dare lie to me and say it was Lilith's.
"It was Michael and Raphael. They wanted Paradise on Earth!" Zach said hurriedly. The boys sat up in time to hear Percy's last question.
"Where is Castiel?" Percy asked, his voice soft but cold.
"I don't know! Just please don't kill me!" Percy let him go and watched him disappear. Percy knew Zachariah was not so valuable to Michael that he would risk losing in a fight between himself and Perseus, when he didn't have his sword, and Perseus had both the one gifted to him by God and his true host. Michael stood a chance, but the odds would be against him, with the fact that Perseus had also gained a power boost from being turned into a demon, and being a demigod. It's called abusing the system kids, learn it and learn it quick.
Percy then turned back to the brothers and grinned.
"I see Zach has gotten to you." He said, snapping his fingers. The boys looked around, seeing their hotel room and normal clothes.
"What the hell were we in?" Dean asked, turning to Percy who was picking at him fingernails.
"Fake life and memories Zach had you trapped in." He answered. "Took me a while to find him but then I found you. I love to see I still terrify the lesser angels." He sighed happily. "Now, I'm off to find Castiel. See ya both soon!" Percy said, winking and disappearing in another swirl of mist. Sam and Dean giving each other a look that said, Well this is going to be fun. And what the hell just happened.