Heaven was broken without him, everything was out of order. Angels were trying for the lead roll, some wanted Castiel as their leader. Others thought he would just bring death and destruction. He never wanted any of this to happen. He didn't want to be caught in the middle of everything-didn't want to be the leader of anything. Everyone just assumed he could be the right one to lead. His hand wrapped around a rusty bar, the grime and odd smell of sewers filled his system. Something around was giving off angelic energy, something familiar. He couldn't quiet put his finger on it. Carefully the blue eyed angel threaded into the middle of the room, gazing at every dark corner. "Hello, Castiel," He immediately reached into his trench coat for his blade-it wasn't there. Something cold and sharp pressed against his neck, "It was pretty hard to find you, you're a clever little angel. Those Winchester's taught you well." She circled around him, keeping the blade pressed against his neck, "But you didn't think you could hide forever." Cas's blue eyes adjusted, a cold look entering them.

"I'm done hiding, Renevire," Cas stated, twisting his arm around hers, she yelped dropping the blade. "I'm not the angel I once was, being human has taught me something. Life is precious and shouldn't be taken for granted, a life shouldn't be controlled by one or two people." Renevire sneered rubbing her wrist.

"They're twisting your mind, don't you see that Castiel!" She yelled.

"No," He growled, "You're trying to make everyone's life the way you want it. Dean can make his own choices, I can make my own. That's why I'm here, I'm choosing to help Dean." Cas's knuckles whitened as he squeezed the blade harder and harder. Renevire shook her head chuckling. Her light green eyes darting around the room, stopping specifically on Castiel. He slipped the blade back into his trench coat; glaring at the angel before him. "Get in my way and I'll stop you." With that he disappeared-that's all he needed to get Renevire out of heaven so he could get to Dean. Of course other angels were going to be up there but they wouldn't get in his way. Casually, Cas passed by a group of soldiers, his head down low. From where he was he could hear someone yelling, snarling and laughing. Could that be Dean? No. Dean wouldn't be like this now, would he?

Cas hurried up, pushing past every angel that got in his way, muttering a few words to those who would yell something at him. He finally stopped at two small wooden doors, locked with a large bolt. His blue eyes stared at it for a millisecond-breaking it completely off the door. The scent of blood floated heavily through the air, musky smell of sweat also. Cas's head perked up, he slipped through the wooden doors shutting it behind him; listening to the jingle of chains rubbing against chains. Straw/hay covered the ground; pieces splattered with blood, mud and other substances he didn't want to think about. The angel stopped dead in his tracks-feeling the burning sensation someone was staring at him. Slowly, he turned around. There he was. Dean Winchester.

Strong metal chains around his wrists, each one bolted to the wall with four bolts. Making sure he wouldn't escape. His feet planted down with fairly large weights, Cas felt horrible. Dean shifted, raising his head, a wicked grin appearing on his features. His eyes black as night. Cas didn't move, he didn't even make an attempt to speak. He just stared. Wondering what he was going to do. Dean was a demon. He didn't actually believe them, but it was true. The angel'a blue eyes stared into Dean's dark ones. "Dean...?" Cas managed to say stepping towards his old friend. Dean jerked at the chains, baring his teeth like a wild animal, laughing like a crazed person. Then it stopped all of a sudden. His eyes were black anymore. They were green. His head raised, look through the dirt and mud on his face Cas could tell he was scared, gazing at the angel.

"C-Cas...p-please help..." Dean pleaded, then his eyes faded into darkness again. "Angel of The Lord, Castiel." Demon Dean grinned wickedly, licking his lips. He wiggled an eyebrow jerking at the chains once more. Cas bit his bottom lip backing up, something stopped him from going any farther. He came here to save Dean. Not abandon him. No matter what shape Dean was in he was going to save him. The angel stepped towards Dean, reaching for the chains around his wrists.

"Stay still I'm trying to help." Cas told Dean softly; fiddling with the chains, trying to find a way to break them. Dean leaned forward, his breath tracing down Cas's neck, causing the angel to breath in quickly. He finally got Dean's wrists free. Next was his legs.

"Castiel, step away from the Winchester," Renevire warned; immediately he stopped. A pair of hands shoved him to his knees, cuffing his hands together. "I told you, you wouldn't be able to save him." She chuckled, walking around to the face him. He stared up with a blank expression. The same hands that shackled him yanked him to his feet, throwing him into the wall beside Dean. Castiel watched as she and the other angel's left the room. All their eyes on him, daring him to do something. He looked over at Dean who was staring at him with deadly eyes. Biting his lower lips once more, Cas threw himself forward, the cuffs broke when they made contact with the sharp corner of the wall. Dean chuckled, still smirking though.

"Dean, listen to me, we need to get out of here. They are going to execute you," Cas explained, voice full of worry, he undid the chains around Dean's ankles. Stepping back, the angel grabbed the Winchester's hands and rushed towards the door, he opened it. Nothing was there. There was just a blank white room filled with a whole lot of nothing. Mischievous chuckles filled the tiny room, the door slammed shut, a hand clamped around Cas's mouth. Dean's lips centimeters apart from the angel's ear.

"You're not going anywhere, Castiel." Demon Dean hissed, his hands roughly around the angel's neck. Cas jerked away, pressing his fingers against Dean's temple, the male fell to the ground out cold. Meanwhile, Cas back farther and farther, shoving himself in a corner of the room, sliding down until he was on his butt. He brought his knees to his chest.

He was stuck in a room with Dean.

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Cas pressed his back into the corner of the musty room, Demon Dean lying on his back out cold only feet away, Renivere approached him. Her eyes glistening brilliantly-not the good brilliant either. Her smile could fool anyone. She grabbed one of Cas's hands smiling, "There's no need to be scared now, Castiel." She told him. He yanked his hand away; the jingling of chains followed.

"I'm not scared," Cas replied plainly, he raised his hand up, seeing as it was chained. His blue eyes darted to Dean whom he was chained to. He yanked and pulled at it, nothing could help, by the time he looked up everyone had left the room. Demon Dean rolled over, his chest weaving up and down slowly. Cas sat down beside him . He couldn't move until Dean woke up. And when that did all hell was going to break loose. An angel and a demon chained to one another. Who would have ever thought of this.

"C-Cas? Is that y-you?" Dean's groggy tone met the angel's ear, Cas crawled over to Dean hovering over him.

"Dean." Cas smiled.

"You have to g-get out of here. Now." Dean grabbed ahold of the angel's trench coat shaking him softly. His emerald eyes filled with pain and sadness.

"I can't. They chained us together. We're trapped in here until I find a way out."

"Why didn't you just leave me? Go find Sam see if he's alright!"

"Because I don't want to see you die, Dean! They're going to execute you, if they're going to execute you they're going to have to get through me." Cas's rough tone caused the Winchester to grow silent. As silence fell between them something outside was happening.

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He smiled playfully, twirling the blade in his hand, he whistled moving along the hall. Angels glancing at him, whispering back and forth. He smirked holding the blade against ,the angel known as Tamerial, neck. The smaller angel backed away fearing for its life. He put the blade away kicking the door open. Green and blue eyes staring his way, "Miss me, kiddo?" Gabriel smirked. Cas climbed to his feet, the chains dangling far to the ground. Gabriel rolled his eyes, snapped his fingers and the chains were gone. "Let's go before Little miss bitch finds us," All three rushed down the halls, disappearing with the sound of wings.

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Second chapter done. Yay, what do you think? Please tell me. Thanks for reading! And yes Gabriel is alive. ^_^