Gabriel eventually explained everything-how he had survived and gone into hiding after Lucifer supposedly "killed" him. Cas didn't understand why Gabriel didn't come to help him in all those times he needed it. Like he could have stopped Dean from becoming a demon. The Arch-Angel simply replied with, "Then it wouldn't have been any fun saving you too, kiddo." A little pit in Cas's stomach grew tight-if this all could have been avoided then he much rather would have avoided it in the first place. Soon after Gabriel had poofed him, Cas and Dean into what looked like a beaten up old factory building, he left. Just like that. Without another word.

While trying to escape Cas had to knock out Dean-again. To make sure nothing would go wrong and he would snap. Doing God knows what. He didn't want to know what Dean had done before the Angels captured him, he didn't want to know who he killed and how.

Cas knew heaven was angry with him (when were they not?). Angry for saving someone that had done so much death and destruction. But he knew he couldn't just leave Dean to die. No, he needed to save him like every other time.

Like Sam had said, "You're like a guardian angel to him."

"Or an overprotective boyfriend," Dean chirped in, lazily bringing the rim of the bottle up to his lips and taking a long hard drink. Pausing to glance over at the two men, "What? I was joking. You guys can't take a joke...Geez."

Castiel sighed happily remembering the memory just as easily as walking. Something in him made him feel sad; he wasn't sure why. It was just a stupid joke like Dean had always thrown out or made up. But at the moment, for some odd reason, he wished it wasn't a joke. He had feelings for Dean.

"It's wrong," Castiel's voice bounced off the plain metal walls, a frown playing his lips, "These feelings are wrong...then why do I have them..?" He questioned himself, looking down at his dusty hands. Under his fingernails were dirt and grime from forcing the metal door open to take Dean into a room . The angel suddenly shook his head, upset and confused. His attention was drawn elsewhere when a loud banging noise echoed the factory. "Dean..?" He looked up, his blue eyes narrowing.

"C-Cas...?" Dean's voice was rough like a rocky road, like he had just gotten done screaming at a football game. He made his way into the big open room rubbing his eyes, his hand ran back through his hair as his gaze met the angel's. His normally lit up Emerald eyes had a darker tint to them. Giving off a sort of vibe that made you want to run off before something bad happened. The Winchester stopped in the middle of the room not daring to go any farther, "You risked your life to save me. You should've ran, you should've left when you could've." He frowned as he spoke, the words dripping off his tongue caused him pain.

Castiel stood up staring directly at Dean, "I risked my life because that's who I am. Dean, I saved you because that's what I was assigned to do. Protect you. Make sure no harm comes to you." The angel explained, his tone showing no hint of hardness. It was completely heartfelt.

"Cas, come on buddy. I'm a demon." Dean threw his arms out in the air as if to say, "Who cares".

"And I'm an angel of the lord that has deceived heaven, killed my brothers and sisters and broke out of heavens finest jail."

Dean sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "What I'm trying to say is, you should get as far away from me as possible. To make it better you should let the Angels take me. Or kill me now." Cas grew silent-at loss for words at what he had just heard-his crystal blue eyes darkened for a moment before softening again. A look of upset Settling on his features.

"Dean, I'm not leaving. I don't care if you're a demon, or that you could hurt me. I'm not leaving, even if I was to leave where would I go?" Cas said raising an eyebrow, "And what about Sam?" He quickly changed the subject; not wanting to speak about killing Dean.

"Sam? Hell he's probably out looking for me right now. I'm not surprised, he should just let me go. That's all I want." Dean's gaze darken, a playful smirk taking over the frown on his face. "He just slows me down, he's in my way and he needs to get lost." Dean's Emerald eyes flickered to black, the sound of his boots scraping against the cement ground as he stepped towards the angel. "But you...you're too precious to kill just yet. I'm going to have my fun with you." He pointed a finger at Cas, grinning from ear to ear.

"You don't really mean that about Sam. That's the demon you talking, Dean he's your little brother. You raised him, don't you remember that?" Cas stood his ground as the eldest winchester approached, keeping his gaze hard he looked up at him. Dean let a sigh escape his parted lips, shoving Cas back by his shoulders into the cold metal wall. Causing it to creak under the pressure.

"I remember it quite well actually. I also remember the times dad came home piss drunk and took his anger out on me," Dean growled in the angel's ear. He let his warm breath travel down his neck, seeing how it made him uncomfortable only gave Dean more ideas. "All that anger inside one little man. I was surprised. But hell...look at me. I'm a drunk, a demon and my anger is at a low so far. Maybe because of all the sex. But who knows, right?" The Winchester chuckled, his hands massaging Cas's shoulders. He leaned down nipping at his earlobe, running his tongue across it.

Cas shuddered at the feeling, his body had tensed up under the feeling of Dean touching him. It felt good, the massaging. Up until Dean began toying with his earlobe he was completely fine. Then he slipped up. A small groan left his lips and he immediately tried pushing Dean away. "Dean, stop. It's wrong."

"But it feels so right," He growled like a tiger. Sounding more sexy than fearful. Like he was trying to seduce poor Castiel. "Isn't that right? I know how excited you are." He chuckled, his hand traveling down the angel's hips. Toying with them through his pants, he ran his hand across Cas's tightened jeans. "Ohh what do we have here..?"

"Stop this right now, Dean." Castiel growled, his eyes beginning to glow. He was more than uncomfortable at the moment. He gained the strength to shove the demon off of him, "You're going to stayed chained up until I figure out how to get that thing off of you and how to turn you human."

The Eldest Winchester chuckled in amusement, "Human? I don't want to be human, I love the power. Do whatever you want, angel. But I know for sure you'll come running to me when you want me. Your pants don't lie." He smirked, the angel approached him wielding chains Gabriel had left behind just in case Cas had to chain him up. He used his powers to hold Dean back against the wall, chaining him up carefully. Nailing them down into the floor. "Imagine the look on your brother's face when he finds out you've got the hots for me."

Cas shook his head, heading out of the room. He couldn't take much more of this. It was stupid-but there was no point in turning back now.

Now he had to figure out how to turn Dean back and get rid of the mark.

If Dean doesn't get to him first.