Hey guys! So I've been working two jobs, so I'm trying to update as much as I can, but sometimes I work doubles and I'm tired after being at work for 14 hours, ya know? Anywho, I've had some ample time off the last two days, so here's another chapter!
It kinda goes back in time a bit, looking at things from the Scoobie's perspective. And Castiel's... And then there's some Destiel.. Cause they're my OTP, of course it's gonna happen.
Anywho, keep reviewing, I LOVE IT! Thank y'all so much bee-tee-dubs! Okay, enjoy!
Buffy was out patrolling with the Winchesters and Willow, Dawn, Tara, Xander and Anya decided just to go back to the house and do some research about the baddies from the Winchester's dimension.
"It just kind of disturbs me that there's a whole bunch of other big bad's out there now that we've never faced before." Xander said, looking through a book that he knew would be no good until he realized it had been altered since he last read it, "Hold on... This book used to just have our kinds of monsters in it... Now it has new ones."
"How do you know?" Dawn asked, "I mean, you can't possibly have remembered all of the monsters in that book." She raised her brows skeptically.
"No." Xander said, looking defeated, but then Anya looked in on his book.
"He's right, Dawn." She took it out of his hands, "In all my years as a vengeance demon, I'd never once heard of a... Da-gin"
"A Da-what?" Willow scrunched up her face, and held out her hand, "Let me see that." She read through it, "It says that it's poison causes hallucinations-"
"It's actually pronounced Djinn. And they've been around in folklore for centuries, I'm surprised none of you have heard of them." A gruff voice said suddenly and they all turned to see a guy wearing a dark tan trench coat in a button up standing before them. Xander hopped up from his chair, nearly knocking it over.
"Wha- who are you!? Are you one of the shin's!?" He held out his hands as if he were ready for a fight, the man just stared at him unenthusiastically and sighed, walking around the table.
"No, I'm not a Djinn, you'd know if I was. They have tattoo's all over their bodies, their eyes glow... And you'd all be poisoned by now. Except maybe you." He looked at Willow for a brief moment before continuing, "I'm Castiel."
"Oh!" Xander said, straightening up, "Well that explains it, he's Castiel." He laughed and looked at the rest of the group who was still confused, "Buffy's dimension expert friend thing."
"Ooohhh!" The rest of the group breathed with an awkward laugh after.
"Wait, how did you just... Appear?" Dawn asked, becoming wary, her hands were spread out on the table top, ready to flee.
"I am an Angel of the Lord, I come and go wherever I please." Castiel looked around the room.
"You're a what of the who?" Willow asked, grimacing slightly.
"Angel, Lord." Castiel replied shortly, "I am looking for the Winchesters and your friend. Do you know where they might be?"
"They're out patrolling." She replied, Castiel looked defeated, he slumped into a chair.
"I bet they're having a weird incest-y three way." Anya muttered while looking at her nails, very nonchalantly, "Did you see them? That's what I'd be doing." Everyone, including Castiel, stared at her, their faces turned up in horror.
"Ew." Willow said.
"Dean would never do that." Castiel said, shaking his head, "He's not into that sort of thing."
"Right-" Xander's eyes widened for a moment and he shook his head, "Uh, say, changing the subject, if you're an Angel, then you probably know a lot about these demon's, right?"
"Yes, I know much about them as it was my brother who created them." Castiel replied, folding his hands on the table top in front of him.
"Your brother?" Xander asked.
"Lucifer." He answered shortly.
"Ah." Xander said, slumping back against his chair, out of the conversation for the moment.
"S-so Lucifer is real..." Tara stated, "Is God real?"
"Yes, but he's abandoned us." Castiel sighed, "I'd rather not talk about it."
"Daddy issues." Anya stated, everyone stared at her save Castiel, "What? Am I the only one who's honest?"
"Anyway... Demons. They can possess anyone." Xander began.
"Yes, they do not need permission to enter a person's body. There are ways to protect against that of course. I trust the Winchesters showed you their sigil?" They nodded collectively, Dawn let out a small whimper, Castiel side eyed her and continued, "That will protect you against being possessed by a demon. Though it will not protect you if you give an angel permission, so keep that in mind."
"Wait, Angels possess people!?" Xander asked.
"Yes. But as I said, we need permission." Castiel sighed.
"So... That's not your real body? You're just inside of some poor schmuck?" Xander stared at him, his eyes wide, slightly scared.
"It used to be, but after the last six years, I'd say this is my body. Jimmy Novak has been in Heaven for quite some time." They all looked slightly disgusted, "This body as been destroyed and brought back quite a bit. Also I was human for a time... There was just no possible way to keep Jimmy alive. And remember, he said yes, he accepted his fate."
"So that makes it ok?" Willow asked, her lip curled.
"No." Castiel shook his head, "I would gladly have given up this body to allow Jimmy to be with his family again. But I can't. And Dean err, the Winchester's needed me." They all calmed down slightly after that, realizing collectively that Castiel very obviously devoted himself to Dean and there was nothing anyone could have said that would have made him leave Earth. Could have made him leave Dean Winchester. So they moved on and began asking him about the demon's and other things, he told them stories about his time on Earth, the monster's he'd encountered. They'd been talking for hours without even realizing it.
"What I don't get is, how exactly did Buffy find you on Google? That must have been an interesting website." Xander asked, smiling across at Castiel.
"Website?" Castiel asked, "No, no, I was her guide."
"H-her guide?" Dawn asked, smiling slightly, "Like you guided her back to life?" She smiled at the rest of the table who suddenly all had very eager smiles on their faces.
"No..." Castiel furrowed his brow, confused by the people around him, "I guided her through Heaven... Helped her find her own personal one... Which included a beach and her mother and mimosa's... Will they be home soon?"
"Her what?" Willow asked, her smile faltering and her face becoming horrified.
"Did you say Heaven?" Xander asked, holding up a finger.
"Yes." Castiel said, "When she jumped through the portal that merged our worlds, she was sent to the Heaven from my dimension. I helped her through it."
"Heaven?" Dawn squeaked.
"She d-didn't say a-anything about being in Heaven." Tara said, her eyes filling with concern as she looked to Willow, who had tears rolling down her cheeks.
"Oh." Castiel said, realizing he'd revealed too much, "Oops." They all sat in silence, not looking at each other and not saying anything else.
"I wonder where she is..." Dawn said, breaking the silence, "They've been gone for a while."
"I'm sure they're fine, Dawnie." Willow smiled sadly and before she could say anything else, they heard laughter from outside the front door. They all got up simultaneously, save Castiel, but Dawn made it to the door first. She opened the front door and immediately assumed the position of worried sister.
"Hey!" Dean shouted as he saw Dawn in the doorway.
"We've been worried sick." Dawn said, her lips tight, her lids heavy. It might have been an exaggeration, but she didn't care. The carefree look on Buffy's face told her that her sister would rather be out having fun with two random guys than at home with her. It made her stomach turn, even though Dean and Sam were hotties, she didn't care. She wondered if they knew Buffy was in heaven. The thought sent her anger over the edge. And then Buffy called her Mom, she felt her heavy lids widen and her heart began to beat rapidly as she replied with two words, "Shut up!"
From inside Castiel listened to the exchange between the Summers' sisters and their friends. He heard Dean and Sam and when his name was called and his stomach flipped. He was suddenly very worried that Dean would be angry with him. When he was outed finally, he stepped out to join them and the Winchesters gravitated towards him.
"Cass." Dean eyed him dangerously and pushed him into the dining room. Sam didn't follow, he stayed with everyone else just in case a fight happened. Buffy was drunk and he was unsure what could happen, then again, he was also drunk.
"I'm sorry Dean, I didn't realize-" Castiel began desperately searching for Dean's forgiveness, but the hunter merely held up a hand to shut him up.
"Whatever, you don't have to apologize." Dean shrugged and Castiel tilted his head slightly, noticing Dean was a bit looser than usual, more slumped.
"I don't?" He asked, the nervousness in his stomach not subsiding.
"Nah! Buffy wasn't very forthright with anyone... Except Spike. He seems to know everything." Dean walked very slowly towards Cass as he spoke, but Castiel stepped backward with every step Dean took forward, his eyes still narrowed at the angel.
"I don't get it, if you're not mad, why are you looking at me like that?" Castiel swallowed thickly, hoping that Dean wasn't lying about being mad, it wouldn't be the first time.
"Looking at you how?" Dean asked, pushing Castiel back further still, they'd somehow reached the kitchen.
"Like this..." He did his best to copy Dean's stare and Dean stopped walking and looked down, laughing.
"You know, Cass, not for nothin, but the last person to look at me like that, I got laid." Dean said, raising his eyes to meet Castiel's, they were different, he hadn't seen that look in Dean's eyes before... Well he had, just not in this context; he moved to take another step backward, for good measure, and he found that his back hit a solid surface, the same surface on which Dean had just rested his hand. Cass looked up at it and then down at his feet, and then at Dean and then he did the loop again. His shirt suddenly felt too tight around his neck.
"Dean, I-I'm pretty sure that I'm the last person to look at you like this." He furrowed his brow as he said it and looked around, slightly confused.
"Huh." Dean backed up a step, taking his hand off the wall, he nodded. Cass released a breath, suddenly able to breath again, "Well then we might need to make up for that." He moved in suddenly and Castiel's eyes widened until they heard someone clear their throat behind them and Dean stopped, mid-forward motion, his lips almost touching Castiel's, he could feel his breath on his face, the tip of his nose moved against his own and they turned to see Tara standing in the entrance of the kitchen.
"Sorry." Tara said, holding back a smile she turned her face upwards, "Uh, didn't realize... Um, anyway, we might need you two in the living room, Scooby meeting... You're invited." She turned on her heel, still suppressing her smile and walked out of the room.
"What's a Scooby and why is it meeting?" Castiel asked, trying his best to step around Dean to go into the other room, but as he passed him, Dean caught his arm, holding him in place, awkwardly half stepped around the hunter.
"Cass-" Dean began, but the angel shook his head and cut him off, looking up at him, into his half closed lids.
"Dean, we should-" He sighed deeply, "You're drunk."
"I am?" Dean asked, jokingly, "Hadn't noticed."
"I did, however." He gently pulled his arm from Dean's grasp, "And while I appreciate your attraction to me in your drunken state, I'd like to ask that you save any first moves until you're sober." He continued his motion around Dean, who reached out for the angel again, but he slid out of his grasp before he could be pulled back and Dean reluctantly followed him into the other room.
"Buffy I'm not saying you had to tell us immediately... It just would have been nice for you not to let us believe we saved you from Hell!" Dawn said to Buffy as Dean and Castiel joined the rest of them. The group barely spared them a glance, except Sam, who's eyebrows shot up upon seeing them enter the room.
"And what, Dawn, what would you have liked me to say? Oh, gee, nice to see all of you, I'm now living in agony because you ripped me from my happiness? Is that what you want to hear!?" Buffy was standing, her arms crossed, facing the couch on which Xander, Dawn and Willow were sitting. Anya sat at the desk by the door and Tara was leaning in the door jam. Sam was closer to Buffy, directly across from his brother and the angel, he was trying not to make eye contact with either of them, or he might laugh.
"I'm sorry." Willow muttered, looking positively horrified. Buffy sighed and covered her eyes with a hand, her other hand rested on her hip and she shook her head.
"Look, I can't talk about this now. I'm too... Drunk." She stretched her neck and removed her hand from her eyes, "I'll see you all in the morning." She looked at Sam and half smiled and as she walked out of the room, she pulled Castiel by the hand and led him up the stairs after her. Dean watched them go, a small stab of jealousy hitting him, though he knew better. Nothing was going to happen, she just wanted to talk to him about him telling her loved ones about being in Heaven.
"Ready to go, Dean?" Sam was suddenly next to him, how long he'd been staring open mouthed at the stairs, he wasn't sure.
"Huh? Oh, yeah. Let's get out of this feels fest." Without sparing his brother or the stairs a glance, he pushed out of the front door and came face to face with an older man, causing him to drop the car keys he'd just pulled from his pocket, "Son of a bitch!"
"I beg your pardon?" The man asked and Dean looked up as he grabbed a hold of his keys.
"My bad." Dean said, half smiling at the man, "You here to see Buffy?" He stepped aside to let Sam out of the door.
"Yes, as a matter of fact, I am. Who are you two?" He eyed Sam and Dean suspiciously.
"The Winchesters." Sam said, holding out his hand, "I'm Sam, this is my brother, Dean."
"Rupert Giles." He took a hold of Sam's hand and shook it firmly, "You're... Friends... Of hers?" He looked slightly nervous and his hand twitched towards his glasses, but it was obvious he didn't want to take them off for fear of getting caught off guard.
"New friends." Dean shrugged, "We were just leaving, actually. She's in there, upstairs with Cass." He stepped to the side, opening a hole between him and his brother.
"Cass?" Giles asked, stepping through the gap and looking towards the stairs.
"Our angel friend." Dean said, "Well we'd better get going, catch ya later, Rupert!" He ran down the stairs, leaving Sam to smile and wave awkwardly as he followed him. Giles entered the house and closed the door behind him.
Ah, Giles, how we've missed you!