Here's Chapter 2 just like I promised! I'm not entirely sure about all the details being correct, but I kinda put my own interpretation into it so hopefully it works. Hope you like it!

Chapter 2

The boys immediately called the only person who would be of any help.

"What have you idjits done now?" Bobby said when he picked up the phone.

"Nothing Bobby, we're fine thanks for asking." Dean replied sarcastically.

"So if you and your brother haven't done anything to cause serious damage to the world, what the heck do ya want?" Bobby inquired further. Dean took a deep breath before telling Bobby the reason for their phone call. The aged hunter was silent for several moments but then he spoke,"As far as I know it's not possible to save someone from inside of a dream. But, Cas might know something. You should ask him to be sure."

"I agree with Bobby, we should ask Cas." Sam stated, looking to Dean for his thoughts on the suggestion. Dean held the phone to his ear,"Thanks Bobby."
Dean closed the phone and turned to Sam.

"All right, let's call our friendly neighbrhood angel."

Cas was either ignoring them, or he was in serious danger. Sam and Dean figured option two was more likely.

"Damn it Cas, where the hell are you?" Dean shouted at the ceiling.

"Dean, you don't think Lucifer..." Sam dropped off.

"Sam this is Cas we're talking about, of course not." Dean wished he felt as sure as he sounded. An hour went by. No Castiel. Sam looked out the motel window and let out a sigh.

"Dean," he began.

"Sam don't, just don't." Dean interjected. The thought wouldn't even register in his brain. Only a couple days ago he'd lost both Jo and Ellen. Dean wouldn't lose anyone else, he just wouldn't.

"Castiel, you get your winged ass down here right now!" he exclaimed, determination evident in each word. And just like that he appeared before them.

The angel looked drained and like he'd collapse any moment now.

"Cas, what happened since the last time we saw you? You stopped the zombie apocolypse and just vanished." Sam was instantly at Castiel's side.

"Lucifer. Meg. Holy fire." was his mumbled reply.

"How'd you get away?" Dean asked from opposite Sam.

"I used Meg to break the circle." he answered.

"Cas you devil." Dean chuckled. By the angel's expression, he probably didn't get the humor in the situation.

"You're okay though?" Sam questioned. Castiel nodded.

"Great," Dean said, taking a seat on the edge of one of the two beds, because we need your help."

Castiel seemed almost grieved by the news of Jo and Ellen's death.

"I'm very sorry to hear this." he sounded like he really was.

"So is it possible? Could I really save them?" Dean piped up. Castiel answered without looking at either man, "Yes, I believe it is. I just don't undertsand how or why someone would place these dream sequences in your head."

"It could be a trap." Sam stated. He had been hinting at this all along without ever actually saying the words. Dean's face turned serious, he honestly hadn't thought much about the possibility.

"Yeah, so maybe it could be a trap. But what if it isn't and Ellen and Jo really need our help? I'm not going to just sit around and do nothing!" Dean's voice rose with each word until he was practically shouting.

"Dean I know you're upset. But we have to be rational about this." Castiel spoke up.

"He's right, we can't just rush into this, not knowing what we're up against. Dean for all we know Lucifer could be using this as bait." Dean didn't respond, just sat there quietly and rubbed his chin.

"Dean?" Sam ventured when his brother still hadn't spoken.

"Jo and Ellen didn't deserve to die dammit!" he yelled, pounding a fist into the mattress. Castiel let out a breath, "Tonight I'll enter your dream and find out if there's any truth behind this theory." Nothing more was said between the three of them.

Hope this was enjoyable, because I enjoyed writing it! Thank you to each and every person who read this! Your support means so much! Be on the lookout for Chapter 3!