I think the hardest part of these stories are the title for the chapters. So this chapter is pretty uneventful but I promise the next one will be more eventful! As soon as I decide which part I'm going with. I have two ideas in mind...

So enjoy the chapter


Bobby blinked, his eyes widening, "What the hell kind of question is that?"

"Just answer the question." he said, getting annoyed.

"Um, I-I'm not sure. I guess I can look for something."

"Call me if you come up with anything. Thanks Bobby."

Dean hung up the phone and sighed. He placed the phone back into his pocket and sat on his bed. He wanted nothing more then to go to sleep, to see Castiel once again. He couldn't though, not yet, he had to do research. He sighed as he stood up once again and walked over to the table. Dean opened Sam's laptop before he grabbed his head.

"Dean, please just stop. It's dangerous. You can risk releasing other souls, dangers."

"Cass, you're so loud." he gritted his teeth, his head throbbing from the angel's voice."Dean? Sam's voice emerged from the bed. The older brother turned around and saw Sam sitting up on his bed, rubbing his eyes. "I'm fine, Sammy." Dean closed the laptop and walked to the bathroom. He turned the shower on warm.

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Sam bolted out of his bed and quickly ran to the computer and opened it. His eyes searched the screen to find just the wallpaper. Sam clicked Google Chrome and checked through the history. He sighed once he found out it was wiped clean. "Dean, what the hell are you up too?" he looked back toward the bathroom door once he heard the shower turn off. He jumped back onto his bed and grabbed his phone. He dialed Bobby's number and went outside. "Hell?"

"Bobby! Hey, has Dean called and asked you for anything odd?"

The line went silent, "Bobby?" Sam asked, concern in his voice.

"He wants to open purgatory to get a soul out" Bobby's voice was raspy.

The hunters eyes widened, "What? Why?"

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Dean opened the door as soon as Sam had yelled. "Sammy, is everything alright?" Sam's eyes looked furious as he grabbed Dean by the collar of his shirt. "What the hell are you doing? Why would you want to open purgatory?" Dean glared to his brother, "It's none of your concern."

"Even after what happened with Cass? You want to go and open purgatory? Do you want to kill yourself?"

"It's because of Cass that I want to open purgatory!"

Sam went quiet as he pushed Dean into the wall, releasing his shirt. He watched as his younger brother went inside the motel room and slammed the door. He released a sigh, and grabbed his head.

"Sam's right Dean. You could die. Don't do this."

"Cass! Shut up!" Dean blinked once he saw a small boy staring at him. "Uh, blue tooth." he flashed a smirk.

He quickly went inside, he looked insane to the kid. "I really need to stop talking to you in public at least." he mumbled under his breathe. He plopped onto his bed and put his hands onto his chest, closing his eyes.

Dean opened his eyes, he was in a morgue now. He slowly walked over to the body on the table and uncovered the face. He felt a lump form in his throat as he looked down at the lifeless body of Castiel's vessel, Jimmy. He gulped and slowly but gently put the back of his head onto the mans face. He was pale, cold, and looked so helpless. Suddenly the body disappeared and he was in pitch darkness again. He glanced to the side to see the angel standing beside him, staring at him with the bright blue eyes. "Cass." Dean whispered, his voice shaky and raspy. A small smile appeared when he saw the angel. Castiel stared at Dean in silence for a few moments then shook his head, "Please don't open purgatory. I didn't save you all those times just for you to go and kill yourself trying to revive me." the angel said taking a step closer. "But Cass, I need you. You're my best friend." a lone tear fell down the hunters cheek. "Dean, I'm still with you. I can still talk to you, you can see me in your dreams, hear me in your thoughts. I'll help you on cases, help keep you and Sam alive. Just please leave purgatory alone. It's a suicide mission for you." Dean fell silent, he stared at Cass, "I-I can't." he finally was able to get out. Castiel looked at him with a concerned look and placed his hand on Dean's shoulder.

Dean opened his eyes slowly and sighed. He sat up and looked down, "Cass….I will get you back again. Somehow."


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