Ok, finally the stories are going to blend together and everyone is going to meet. Sorry I kept you waiting! And I've decided that in this story, Cas hadn't become human before because I want to go through that with him and Dean. :3 Speaking of, there is minor pee desperation in this chapter.
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Dean pulled in to Beacon hills late, around midnight. Sam was sleeping and Cas seemed restless in the back. Once Dean found the small town's motel he parked and patted his brother's shoulder. "Hey Sammy. Wake up." Sam rubbed at his face and sat up, looking around.
"I'll go get a room." He said and yawned as he got out of the car. Dean looked back at cas and furrowed his eyebrows.
"Cas... You okay?" He asked. The expression on Cas's face... He shifted as if uncomfortable.
"I feel... Strange..." His head was tilted. Dean turned in his seat to look at him better.
"Like what? Pain?" Cas shook his head.
"No... Tingling maybe... I can't sit still." Dean thought for a second.
"Where is it?" He quickly wished he hadn't asked. Cas pointed to his bladder but also described it at the tip of 'the strange thing males have'. Dean actually blushed. Did the Angel... Have to pee? Angels don't do that... But Cas had been losing his grace and power... What if he was becoming human? "Uh... Ok... Um... When Sam gets the room we can... Take care of it. I think you have to piss." When Cas gave him a troubled look he sighed. "Piss? Pee? Urinate?" Cas then got it and nodded.
"But... I'm an angel. Why would I have-" A small gasp cut if his speech and Dean looked down to his crotch were the smallest wet spot was.
"Yep okay... Just... Hold it okay? Don't let it out." Cas nodded and squirmed, and instinctively wrapped a hand around his cock through his pants. Dean quickly looked away. "Ok here comes Sam." He got out and went up to Sam. "Um... Cas has to pee... I think he's turning human or something but he has to go pretty bad and doesn't know how and..." Dean was talking pretty fast and Sam chuckled.
"Dean calm down. Just teach him how. He is your angel... Well maybe human now. Or soon." He was setting Dean up. "Here's the key, I'm gonna go get some food." Dean tried to protest but Sam was walking away. Cas got out of the impala and went up to Dean.
"What do I do?" Dean sighed and motioned for Cas to follow and opened the door, going in and closing it behind them. He pulled off Cas's trench coat.
"Do you know... How to go?" Cas shook his head. Just great. "Ok... Follow me." He brought Cas into the bathroom and lifted the lid. This was going to be miserable. "Ok... So you take your dick out of your pants, point it as the bowl... And go." Cas looked so confused.
"I don't understand... Dean please help it hurts." He was actually whining. Dean knew Cas would wet himself if they didn't hurry. He unbuttoned and unzipped his own pants.
"Do as I do." Cas nodded and did the same. Dean reached into his pants and took hold of his penis. Cas found his and looked up. Dean really didn't want to pull his out... But Cas wouldn't care so he did with a blush. "You take it out, come up to the bowl and aim it at the water. Cas pulled himself out and Dean froze. In his flaccid state... He was huge. Bigger than Dean. Dean swallowed and looked back at the toilet. "Then you just relax your lower muscles and let it come out." It took him a second to be able to go, being watched, but he did. Cas watched for a moment before getting close enough to the toilet and aiming. Cas jumped as he started peeing but managed to keep good aim. God was this awkward. Dean finished and waited until Castiel did as well. "Then er... You shake it and put it away." He quickly did this and zipped up, and watched Cas do the same. Then he flushed the toilet. "And that's it." His cheeks were very red. Cas smiled.
"Thanks Dean. You're so helpful." Dean nodded a bit and quickly walked out. God Cas was big... And when he was hard? Thinking about it made Dean shudder and suddenly he was hard in his pants. And of course at the very moment Sam came in with the food. He saw Dean's boner and smirked, but acted like he didn't know. Dean turned away and quickly flipped it up to make it less obvious.
"Everything go okay? Sam asked and Cas nodded.
"Dean showed me how to urinate." He seemed so happy with himself. Dean was on one of the beds now. He was so embarrassed. Sam found it too funny.
"That's great. I'm sure it was fun." He turned and looked at Dean, decided to use this moment to his advantage. "You alright Dean? You look a little... Hot and flushed." Dean blushed even more.
"Shut up. Let's just eat and go to bed." Sam chuckled. Once they had eaten, except for Cas who apparently wasn't hungry yet, they got ready for bed. Finally Dean's erection was gone and he took off his pants as he always slept in his boxer briefs and got into bed. Sam got into his bed and Cas went over to Dean.
"I think I'm tired..." He yawned and his eyes drooped. "Can I sleep with you?" God that was wrong. Sam had to keep in laughter.
"Yeah Dean will share his bed." Dean flipped Sam off but let Cas lay down under the covers by him. Sam turned off the light and Dean made a surprised noise as Cas pressed up close to him and suddenly he was hard again, and it was pressed against Cas's stomach. Cas actually squeaked in surprise.
"What is that hard thing touching me?" Sam burst out in laughter this time. It was too good. Dean verbally cursed at him.
"It's nothing Ca- HOLY CRAP NO DON'T TOUCH IT." Dean's voice was an octave higher and he quickly scooted away and turned his back to Cas, breathing fast and clutching his hard member. Sam couldn't breathe with how hard he was laughing and Dean would have gone and hit him if it weren't for how stiff his cock was now.
"Dean I don't understand." Cas said and Sam managed to quiet.
"Just go to sleep Cas." Sam said with a chuckle and got comfortable. Soon all three were asleep.
The next morning Dean woke up and his eyes widened... Something hard was pressed against his ass... "Cas!" He tried to move away and fell off the bed with an oof. That woke Sam and Cas up. Dean quickly pulled on his jeans, thankful he managed not to get hard this time. Sam got up with an eyebrow raised and watched as Cas stood up. He was looking down at the large bulge in his pants.
"What is happening?" Sam lost it again.
"It's called a boner... You get it when your body feels pleasured, turned on." Cas actually blushed. Dean quickly moved on from the topic and started on the case.
"Maybe we should go talk to the sheriff to start." He got each of their FBI badges. "We'll say we're undercover." Sam nodded. "Let's go.
Stiles woke up to a similar situation. Derek's very large morning wood was pressed against his crotch... He was hard too. His breath hitched and he squirmed a bit, and heard a small growl from Derek as he woke up. "D-Derek? You Uh... I." Derek opened his eyes and looked down, then pulled back from Stiles and got up, sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Sorry..." He said quietly and Stiles sat up too.
"No i... It's okay. Everything's okay." He went and rubbed Derek's shoulder, and the alpha remembered how he had broken down the night before. But Stiles had said he wouldn't leave him... And having him there felt so good... Derek was conflicted. But he nodded. "Breakfast?" Stiles asked with a smile. "I'll make bacon." That got Derek's attention. It was cute... Like he was a puppy.
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"So the sheriff isn't here?" Dean asked and the deputy shook his head.
"I'm deputy Parrish. I might be able to help." Sam took over.
"We've seen that there have been an abnormal number of animal attacks here... And some strange strings of murders. We have some friends here, well, co worked we would like to talk to. The Argents?" The deputies face fell.
"Are you hunters?" Sam and Dean were both taken aback. "All the Argents are gone. A few of them died, the others left. If you're here to hunt werewolves... You should leave." Dean opened his mouth and closed it again. Again Sam took over.
"Why... Are you one?" The deputy shook his head.
"But I know a lot of them and they're good people. That's why the Argents stopped hunting them and started fighting on their side." This was all wrong. Dean sighed. He started to talk but Sam stopped him.
"We just want to talk to them. Could you tell us where they are?" The deputy seemed skeptical.
"The alpha lives in a loft on the side of town. But he doesn't take well to strangers. Especially hunters." He wrote down an address and gave it to Sam.
"Thank you." They went out to the car and Dean signed.
"Let's go kill the alpha. Maybe it'll draw the others in." Sam shook his head.
"Dean let's talk and see. Dad spoke highly of the Argents. If they made the call to stop hunting them it was for a reason. We kill monsters that can't control themselves... But if these werewolves can?" Dean sighed. He didn't like it but he's go along with it.
"I'm bringing silver and wolfsbane as backup." Sam nodded approval and Dean gave each of them, even Cas, wolfsbane infused silver bullets. They got in the car and headed over.
Dean got out first, gun raised warily. He saw it was clear and motioned for his brother and Cas to follow. They carefully crept up the stairs and to the loft door. Dean silently mimicked one, two, three, before he opened the door and went in with his companions holding their guns similarly up. Dean lowered his gun as he looked around. There was no one there. But the stove was on and bacon was c- Dean didn't get to finish his thought as there was suddenly a man jumping at him. In his defense, he shot the man and the stomach and he fell to the ground with a grunt of pain.
"Derek!" Stiles yelled but stayed hidden. Dean was looking at where the scream came from as he was suddenly grabbed behind and put in a choke hold, forced to drop his gun as claws pressed into his neck.
"Hey! We don't mean any harm we just want to talk!" Sam said quickly. It was escalating far too quickly.
"Talk?" Peter sneered, pressing on Dean's neck even more and making him start to choke. "Busting in and shooting him is far from talking."
"My brother was just scared, acting in self defense, please let go and we can all talk." Peter snarled.
"P-Peter... Stop. Let go." Derek said from where he was on the ground. Peter resisted but finally dropped Dean to the ground, and he coughed and choked for air. Castiel ran over and kneeled by him, placing a hand on his back and rubbing in small circles. Sam nodded as Peter backed up and put his gun down, Cas dropped his as well and focused on Dean. Stiles then ran out and over to Derek, carefully helping him up.
"We have to get you to Deaton so he can take care of this..." Derek gave a small snappy growl and Stiles shut up.
"Which one of you is the alpha?" Sam asked, and Peter nodded to Derek. "Derek is it? Listen I'm sorry Dean shot you but you scared him. We just wanted to talk to you."
"Are you hunters?" Derek asked. He was pretty sure, as a silver wolfsbane bullet was lodged in his shoulder. Cas was helping Dean stand up, and Dean decided to stay quiet for now and let his calmer more people friendly brother so the work.
"Yes. Our dad was a good friend of the Argents back in the day. They used to hunt you?" Stiles nodded.
"Well not me. I'm just a human teenager. But the pack yeah." Sam took a moment to compose his thoughts.
"We originally came here to... Get rid of you all. The werewolves we are used to chat control themselves, constantly kill innocent people. But our dad spoke highly of the Argents, so if they let you go, left you alone, there must be reason." Peter was about to snap something out when Derek started coughing up blood on the floor.
"We really have to get you to Deaton. They can come and talk but we have to go." Derek closed his eyes in pain and nodded.
"Come with us." Peter said and he and Stiles helped Derek out of the loft.
Once everyone was parked they all got out, and the hunters and their angel followed the wolves and their human. Deaton and Scott looked up from where they were talking and Scott's eyes widened.
"Shit Derek... Come on." He and Deaton got Derek over to the table and sat him on it, Deaton quickly getting the tools to take the bullet out, as well as the remedies to draw the poison back out.
"Who shot you?" Deaton asked as he helped Derek take his shirt off. Peter pointed at Dean.
"Hey I'm sorry, he jumped at me like he was gonna eat me. I got scared." Scott was looking very strangely at Dean.
"Hunters?" Dean nodded and Scott seemed to soften a bit.
"Me and my brother Sam. And this is Cas. Our dad knew the Argents." Now Scott really looked soft. But it quickly faded as Deaton started talking.
"If he's not a hunter what is he?" He nodded towards Cas.
"I am an angel of the lord." Everyone in the room stopped and stared, and Dean sighed.
"I didn't believe it at first either but it's true. He's fallen although... Doesn't have his wings anymore and his powers are slowly fading. We think he's becoming human." Everyone was still staring.
"Prove it." Peter said and crossed his arms. Dean knew it was too risky to stab him like he did the first time they met, now that he was showing human qualities. He hoped Cas had enough power left and nodded to Peter. Cas went up and put two fingers to Peter's head. He didn't go unconscious, but he did waver and have to lean against the counter.
"When I had full power I would have rendered you unconscious." He said and went back to Dean. Deaton was nodding.
"I believe it. Now, will you hunters tell me why you're hear? What you want?" He asked in his ever so calm voice. Scott was helping him take the bullet out, and unable to watch Stiles looked to the trio for answers. Dean started to speak and Sam held up a hand. Right. People friendly.
"Like I said earlier, our dad knew the Argents when they hunted you guys. We saw that so many messed up things were going on that we came to check it out and maybe even take out some werewolves. But our father trusted the Argents, and if they made the call to leave you alone it must have been for a reason." Deaton nodded.
"The werewolves aren't the viral monsters they used to be. They have evolved over time. They have learned how to fully harness and control their powers. The Argents let them live because they saw that these guys were actually good. They fight on the same side as the hunters, protecting beacon hills from Kanima's, Nogitsune's, homicidal psychopaths, dark Druids, they do in this town what you hunters do all over the world. They let these special powers they've been given help them fight the evil supernatural. I've met many hunters, but one thing the Argents said that stuck with me was something along the lines of, we hunt what hunts us. We protect those, who cannot protect themselves. There was a code. Isn't that what you follow? You protect innocent people and diminish evil. Just because something is supernatural doesn't mean it needs to be killed." Deaton had a really good point, and Sam nodded. Their father had been driven by anger and grief, but Sam had always tried to save as many innocent lives as possible.
"That's the code we try to live by. If you werewolves are really as I'm hearing then there won't be an issue. We'll put you on our list of allies and maybe we can even work together." Scott and Stiles both seemed happy with that. They lightened up. Derek's claws were out and digging into the metal table as Deaton pulled the bullet out and started to extract out the poison. Dean looked down.
"Sorry I shot you." Cas put a hand on Dean's shoulder as he spoke. Derek nodded, and Peter still looked angry. But he was just an ass.
"So, are there more of you?" Sam asked, Stiles nodded.
"So there's Derek here the alpha, Peter and Scott here who are betas, we have a young beta named Liam. Scott's girlfriend is a Kitsune. My friend Lydia is a banshee. We had Jackson... But well he was a kanima and when he finally became a werewolf he moved to London. Allison argent... She died... And then Isaac who was another beta left. Then Ethan left when his twin brother Aiden died... Alison's dad left after both his wife and then daughter died, to go search for his sister who Peter killed for burning the hale family house, but actually stayed alive and became a were jaguar." Derek growled.
"You talk too much Stiles." Deaton was done bandaging the wound and Derek pulled his shirt back on, walking away from them. Scott was looking at the ground. All of it still hurt. Dean tilted his head.
"What all exactly happened with the hales? Are there any left?" Peter nodded.
"Me, my nephew Derek, and his sister. But she took off. Kate argent, Allison's aunt, she got to Derek. Got in his heart, made him fall in love with her. Used him to get in. But then she betrayed him and burned down our house, killed his mother and everyone. Us three made it out." Sam looked sad for them.
"How did the Argents come to be on your side?" Stiles took that one.
"They had just moved here. Allison was new at school. Scott and her fell in love and dated..." Scott left then, going outside for some air. "They figured it out and tried to kill him many times. Allison didn't know what to do... But she started fighting on our side. Once her mom died, her dad eventually finally came to see that all of us are good." Sam nodded.
"I hope you don't mind if we stick around for a while. We aren't going to do anything to you, but we want to be like the Argents. We want to help you. Fight the evil that does come here, and learn more about what has already happened." Derek was back by them.
"Sure. But I want you staying in my loft where I can keep an eye on you. There are plenty of rooms." Dean hesitated, and Cas looked to Sam. Since when did he make the decisions? Dean shook it off and Sam nodded.
"Alright. We can do that. Why don't we go get our stuff from the motel and meet you back there?" Derek nodded.
"I'm gonna call a meeting. Not just the pack, but Lydia and Parrish as well. Scott will make sure Kira comes and you'll be with me." He referred to Stiles.
"I'll call Lydia and Parrish. And tell Scott." Stiles nodded and staples outside.
"What is deputy Parrish? We met him earlier, but he wasn't mentioned in the previous listing." Cas asked.
"Good question. We don't know. But his eyes glow orange, and he's been completely set on fire but didn't get a burn from it."
"Pheonix maybe?" Cas suggested and Peter shrugged.
"That would be new. We should have Lydia check and see if it's in the Bestiary." Sam raised an eyebrow.
"The what?" Derek sighed but answered anyways.
"It's a book of every monster the Argents ever knew about."
"Like dads journal." Dean said to Sam who nodded.
"Yeah we can look too. But for now we'll get our things and get back to the loft." Derek nodded approval and the three left.
Whew... Honestly guys that was a hard chapter to write. I had to re-write it a couple of times, so I'm sorry if it sucks! It was a tough transition for me I guess getting them all together ha... And I'm gonna re watch the show cause it's been long enough that I'm having trouble remembering the names of certain things... Which I'll just look up and insert before I post :P I appreciate feedback! Also, I wanna know what you guys think is up with Parrish! Don't give me any spoilers for season five because I can't watch it yet! I have to wait for it to be on Amazon prime so please don't spoil, and if in season five it said what he is don't tell me! I just like other guesses :3 thanks!