Part 3
"Dean, why are yo-CAS?"
"Lucifer?" Dean asks grimly.
"No, It's me, how-" Cas looks around, "I have no idea how I got here..."
"CAS!" Sam and Dean exclaim at the same time.
"I can't fucking believe this shit! Since when does asking actually fucking work?" Dean asks smiling and giving Cas a hug.
Cas rolls his eyes, "I heard you praying to the darkness, I was here before that..."
"We'll, it's still good to see you here in one piece!" Sam says giving Cas a quick hug as well, "although, if it wasn't the prayer then what happened?" Sam turns around and locks eyes with Dean.
"Dunno, but we should look into that after I go take a shower cause I feel guh-ross," Dean says as he backs away and disappears into his room shutting the door behind him.
"Uh...okay?!" Sam replies as he raises an eyebrow and looks at Cas who shrugs.
"Human sanitization is important, I mean it does keep deadly germs away."
"Uh, heh, yeah...so...you really have no clue how you got here?"
"No...the last thing I remember is being tortured with Lucifer by Amara...she wanted to get God's attention by destroying him bit by bit...then suddenly I was here..."
"Huh...well, maybe it worked, she got God's attention and he sent you here? Also, speaking of...is Lucifer still in your body?"
"No-Lucifer isn't with me anymore and I have no idea what happened to him...as for God...well I have no idea if it's God's doing or not..."
"huh...well, I really am glad you're back Cas," Sam replies slapping him on the shoulder, "I'm going to go get something to eat."
Cas follows Sam to the kitchen hesitantly while listening in on Dean.
"Ohh, c'mon Crowley, pick up! If the location spell was ever going to work, now might be the time!" Dean whispers harshly while pacing back and forth.
Dean huffs and whips his phone at his bed while running a hand through his hair. "Dammit," he says as he sits down and glares at his phone. After a few minutes, he gets tired of waiting and decides to fuck it and take a shower. At the last second, though, Dean decides it's best to take the phone with him just in case.
The warm water embracing and loosening his muscles is exactly what Dean needed.
"I realize this might be a bad time but-"
"CROWLey! How the hell did you even get in here?"
"I have my ways..."
"Why now? Couldn't you have come before or after I was in the freakin shower?"
"I could have come after I suppose but I was under the impression that we're hiding this from Sam and what better way to do that then talk right here, right now.."
"Well, you better have a damned good reason."
"I always have a damned reason, whether it's good or no-"
"Crowley! I don't care, why are you here?!"
"Alright, alright, so I know where God is but I wouldn't suggest going there considering he is with the darkness annd lucifer which sounds deadly for a human to go near."
Dean turned the shower off, put a towel on, and pulled back the curtain, "alright, so I guess we should just keep an eye on things?"
(I dooooonnt know whether to continueeeee (I mean I have a plot in mind I just don't know whether I should bother writing it because I feel like no one really cares but me so I should just keep it as a head thing...I might delete or start anew...I'm willing to rewrite or edit if it's because the writing's bad...I just need to know what's wrong with it...)
