"So these are your favorite huh?" Kayla took one of the burgers off the tray and took a bite. "Yeah that tastes about right, heart attack waiting to happen."
He shrugged and took the burger; he was curious. The taste was undeniable, somehow they managed to get those exact burgers he remembered from his childhood. "They're still bastards."
"Amen."
Suddenly Cas was shoving Dean against the wall, holding a hand to his mouth while drawing a blade out of his jacket. The sight of Ruby's knife made Dean nervous, but Kayla was flat out ecstatic, grinning even.
"I told you! Cas, you're my favorite angel."
He smirked slightly but didn't stop what he was there to do. Castiel drew the blade across his arm. As his blood ran down he smeared it across his palm and began to draw the banishing symbol on the wall. Something he'd learned from Anna.
"Castiel." Zachariah's voice came from the corner of the room. Dean and Kayla looked, Cas hardly flinched. "Do you mind telling me just what you think you're doing?"
With his face set in determination, Castiel pressed his hand into the center of the symbol. In a flash of white light, Zachariah disappeared. "He won't be gone long. We have to find Sam now."
"Where is he?"
"I don't know, but I know who does." He handed him Ruby's knife. "We have to stop him from killing Lilith."
"Wait," Kayla asked. "Did you say stop him from killing Lilith?"
"But Lilith's gonna break the final seal." Dean argued.
"Lilith is the final seal. If she dies, the end begins."
Well that was an unexpected twist that made so much sense it almost hurt that they didn't realize it before. Ruby was getting Sam strong enough to kill Lilith. How ironic that the brothers each had such a huge part in bringing hell to earth.
Before they could think too much into it, they found themselves in front of Chuck's house. Of course Chuck would know where Sam was. As they headed for the front door a car screeched to a halt behind them. They turned to see Dominic climbing out, he jogged to catch up to them.
"Took you guys long enough." He smirked.
"We got here first." Dean pointed out.
"Excuse me for not having divine intervention. You know, I've never had the chance to meet any of my uncles…"
Castiel didn't look at him; this wasn't a time for jokes.
They didn't bother knocking, when they found Chuck he was on the phone with an escort service. He nearly dropped the phone when he saw them. "This isn't supposed to happen. What?" He spoke into the phone. "No, this is definitely supposed to happen just let me call you back."
"Let's see the rough draft Chuck." Dean held his hand out.
"Right, right." He grabbed the papers and handed them to him. "Page fifteen." Chuck nodded to Dominic. "Dominic, right? N…nice to meet you."
He barely glanced in his direction as he read over Dean's shoulder.
"St. Mary's, what's is that, a convent?"
"Yeah, but, you guys aren't supposed to be there. You're not in this story. Well, he's in this story." He motioned to Dominic. "He comes here to get the location but could never make it in time but if you've got Castiel then you can and…" he took a breath. "It doesn't go like this!"
"Yeah well, we're making it up as we go." They all looked at Cas, encouraged by his sudden determination.
A blinding light flooded through every window and door as the house began to shake. Looks like Chuck's archangel was pissed off. Again.
"Oh no, not again!" Chuck cried helplessly. He definitely didn't sign up for any of this.
"It's the archangel!" Cas yelled above the noise. "I'll hold them off, I'll hold them all off! Just stop Sam!" Castiel sent them away and waited for his consequences. If he was to perish here now, he was at peace with it. It felt right.
