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From Dean's point of view:

The whole way to the library I could feel Cas' worried eyes watching me. I guess he hadn't believed the hunger excuse as much as I would have liked. I can't say I blame him though. He had watched me eat just about 2 hours ago (which, come to think of it, that lunch had been extremely awkward and I would rather not think about it.)And it's not like he's stupid or anything, well unless it comes to pop culture. Thankfully the car ride was only a few minutes, and by the time we got there, Sam had gotten the message I sent about where to meet.

"Hey," he said almost immediately when he got into the car, "so nothing much has happened but Joseph did come into work and as far as we know, he's still there. The library closes in about," he looked at his watch, 4:45, "15 minutes. So we could catch him on his way out if we need to."

"Yeah, well it looks like we will. Cas and Gabriel found two bodies in that park, and one of them was definitely the real Joseph."

"Wait," Meg chimed in from the backseat, "There were two bodies? Who was the second?"

"Dean-o here thinks that good ol' Joe got himself a girl. Well, had himself a girl before they both became unable to live. Anyway, if he's right then it looks like we, I mean you, have two of these leviathans on your hands." Gabriel so helpfully pointed out.

"Hey listen here buddy," I turned around as much as I could in my seat, "you are in this just as much as we are now, and you've only got yourself to blame for that. If you hadn't come here with your stupid-"

"Dean!" Sam said more forcefully than I think was really necessary. Almost as if he were hiding something. "Now is not the time to assign blame or have this conversation. Besides, there's 'Joseph.'" And sure enough, there he was, walking out of the library looking around as if to make sure no one was watching. Too bad for him, we were watching. And too bad for us we were right next to the police station, which made abducting someone in broad daylight a lot harder than it should have been. We ended up having to follow him for about 5 blocks (it helped that he wasn't going home and he was walking) before he turned into an alley off of the street. Sam, Gabriel, and I got out of the car and followed him for about a few yards before Gabriel knocked him out with a pipe to the head.

"I thought you weren't helping us with this." I asked with eyebrow raised.

"Oh I'm not. I just like knocking people out." Wow. What a little angel. We carefully scoped out the building next to us, it was an abandoned warehouse (we were lucky there), before we dragged not-Joseph in and tied him up as best we could with the rope that Gabriel conjured. Although it did have a rather suspicious sticky substance on it that I didn't even wanna know the story behind. After we were sure that the leviathan was secure, I went back out to baby to get the Borax and tell Cas and Meg to come inside.

When I got out there, however, I saw something that wanted to make me hurl. Or burn my eyes out, either would really work. In the backseat of the impala, of my impala, Meg and Cas were in what I assume to be Cas' first ever hardcore make-out session. And if that wasn't bad enough, they were lying down on the seats with Meg on bottom while Cas just ravished her. And I'm not talking gentle either, I mean full on hands-trapped-above-her head body-pinned-down filth. The kind of thing a parent might find their seventeen year old boy doing. As soon as I saw what was happening I knocked on the window as loud as I possibly could, partially to stop them and partially to take out my anger. I know, oh believe me I know, that Cas is not mine, and that I'm not his, but for some reason I had let myself believe that he wouldn't do anything like this with anyone (except maybe me but I knew that wasn't very likely.) And especially not with Meg! As soon as they realized that they had an audience, Cas quickly got out of the car, looking absolutely mortified.

"Dean, I-"

"Save it Cas. We have Joseph inside and need your help interrogating him." A complete lie, we didn't need him at all I just wanted them to stop whatever that was, but I tried to put as much ice into my words as I could. I did have to restrain myself from shooting Meg a rather deadly stare though; I think I was just seeing things but I could have sworn that I saw something resembling guilt in her eyes.

I got the Borax that we had and made sure to slam the trunk as hard as I could without damaging my car. The car that would forever hold this one completely disgusting memory. When I turned back around to go inside again, Meg grabbed me by the arm and stopped me. Cas had already disappeared, probably out of embarrassment, and it was just her and I outside.

"What do you want, Meg?" I asked in a tired but stern tone. "We don't have time for any heart to heart moments when there's business to attend to." I tried to pull away but this girl was much stronger than she looked. I blame it on the demon juice bubbling inside her.

"What you just saw, Dean, you know it only happened because of the lust spell, right? He-"

"Wait, your telling me that you pretty much would have raped Cas if I hadn't stopped you two? That you would have used this stupid spell to take advantage of him?" I was, frankly, outraged because, feelings aside, Cas was probably the closest friend I had and this was not ok.

"You think-?" Meg looked kinda stunned, "You think that I would do that? I may be a demon, Dean, but I do have a sense of right and wrong. Besides, what I was trying to tell you was that while we were waiting for you morons to take this guy, or whatever, our arms accidentally brushed against each other. Dangerous thing I guess. And, well, I assume that you're smart enough to figure out what happened next."

"Well good for you. Should I be mad or something? I don't frankly give a fuck about what you two do in your free time." Another lie. This time I did pull out of her grasp and started to briskly walk back inside. She didn't follow me, not that I cared; we could do this with or without her. I guess my anger towards her or whatever is probably why I didn't wanna hook up with her, given the extended period of contact and all of that. But who the hell knows how this spell works. At this moment, I couldn't really care.

"I don't think Cas meant to do it." Meg said loud enough so that I could hear before she opened the car door and got back inside.

"Where's the other one?" I asked, sliding the blade of my knife along "Joseph's" jaw. "Tell me that, and you don't get a one way road to Boraxland. It's a pretty good deal if you ask me."

"Oh go to hell." I punched him and he started spitting out blood.

"Already been. It didn't really agree with me. Now," I dipped my knife in the borax, "tell me why you came to this place. Or you could tell me where the bitch you were with last night is. Your choice." As predicted, he didn't talk, so I sunk the blade into his left shoulder. He screamed and I'm disappointed to say that it was like music to my ears. "Tell. Me. Where. She. Is." I punctuated each word with a twist of the knife. After a few hits to the gut, just for good luck, he was only capable of whimpering. I figured that was a good sign, considering he would be fine in about two minutes. And then I could do it all over again. I guess my time in hell had a bigger affect on me than I thought. That and what I had just seen. I decided that I should probably pull out my knife to maximize the blood loss, but twisted it a few more times for good measure. Before I could pull the knife out though, I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Dean, I think you made your point." It was Sam, with a mixture of horror and worry in his eyes. "You can stop now." Yup, that was Sammy. Always worried about me, even though it should be the other way around. I was the big brother and it was my job to look after him, but instead it seemed that he had been taking more care of me lately. I guess Bobby's death had more of an impact on me than on him. I decided to let him win this one and took a step back. It was then that I noticed Cas standing a few feet back, looking like a lost kitten. If it was possible that a cast off warrior of God could look like a kitten that is. It actually might have been considered adorable under different conditions. He was out in the complete open with all of us in the same room as him, yet he gave off the aura of, well, loneliness. There was guilt in his eyes, his hair was ruffled (most likely from his recent sexcapade, which kind of ruined the whole innocent look), and he just seemed to shrink into his coat. I guess he really did feel super bad about what he had done, especially because he had been staring at me for a while. I guess the fact that I was pretty much torturing this guy just added to his guilt. He was probably thinking back to when he had all but forced me to torture Alastair for him.

There was suddenly a loud, slightly strained voice, as if the speaker was trying to catch his breath, "You wanna know why I came here?" It was the leviathan. His head was still bowed down to his chest, but it was definitely him. "That's why." He lifted his head at the words and slightly raised his chin to somewhere behind me. I turned around and there was a girl, about "Joseph's" age, holding a knife against Meg's neck. I took a few steps towards them and saw Cas tense up beside me.

"I believe we had an appointment, Joseph." She said it so nonchalantly that it would have surprised even me that at this moment she was capable of killing a person, well a demon's vessel, with a swipe of her wrist. That is, if I didn't see her right now. And God, I had to admit that it wasn't bad looking at her. She had shoulder length brunette hair and piercing blue eyes. She was wearing a light brown coat that was only slightly too long for her and hung down to about mid-thigh. What you could see of her beneath the jacket was a perfect body: curvy but not paper thin, muscular but not overly so, and just… well frankly she was beautiful! Somehow all of her features complimented each other perfectly and I couldn't help but stare a little bit. She was, however, definitely the girl that was in the picture with Joseph, which meant that she was leviathan and not this actual girl.

"It's about time you showed up, Vivian. You're just a tad late!" This was Joseph talking, although I felt a hint of pride hearing that his voice was still strained. The girl, Vivian, shrugged her shoulder in a way that told me that she really did not care. I guess the leviathans that took Joseph and Vivian's looks didn't feel the same way about each other that the real couple did. It was really too bad for them though. Even if I were a leviathan I would get with that.

"So," I said, turning back to look at Joseph before returning my gaze to Vivian, "This is what you were waiting for. All the better, I suppose, because now we can just kill two birds with one stone."

"Aw, yes," Vivian was talking now, "Dean Winchester, your reputation does not disappoint I see. Always overly eager, ready to kill any monster without a second though. Except your friend here, and in case you hadn't noticed, I'm the one holding a knife to her throat."

"You are," I responded with a steady tone, "but in case you hadn't heard, I'm not friends with any demons. And also, lately I've been hanging out with two angels."

"Well it seems like one of them has abandoned you, buddy, because the only one here is the one in the dirty trenchcoat." I looked around. She was right, Gabriel had disappeared. I could've sworn that he had been there just a second ago, right before Vivian showed up. I guess it was my mistake to trust that bastard at all. I caught Cas' eye and it told me not to worry; it calmed me down a little bit. Sam spoke next.

"Well he's the only one that is visibly here, ya, but never underestimate an archangel." The next second I was looking at Vivian's head on the pavement in front of me. A weird sword-like thing had cut it off and now I could see that it was Gabriel, who had just appeared out of mid-air, that was responsible. Meg didn't even look fazed at what had happened, but instead walked calmly away. I raised my eyebrows in a questioning way, because I was surprised that Gabriel had decided to help us again.

"Sue me, Dean. You obviously aren't going to let me leave very easily before this spell ordeal is over with and I got bored. I decided to help you. And you of all people should know how much I enjoy killing people in unique ways." The goddamn son of a bitch actually winked after he had finished! Who did he think he was!

"Well if you're helping now then grab the head. Keep it away from the body."

"Grab the… you're kidding right?"

"I don't believe that he is, Gabriel. That is not his kidding face." These were the first words that Cas had spoken this whole time. And of course it would be something so stupid and distinctly Cas.

"Well since we got rid of her we should probably gank this guy. He's useless to us now anyway." Sam silently agreed by chopping Joseph's head off. We buried the bodies separately from the heads, making sure to salt and burn each one. Afterwards I decided that we all needed a drink, partly to celebrate, and partly for me to get rid of the memory of Cas and Meg together.(Dean)

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