REUNITED AND IT FEELS AWKWARD

SCENE TWENTY

While Sam was about to kill Dan and the Demon inside him, the demon dropped the laptop down the airshaft and expelled itself from Dan leaving him confused. Below in the first level of the mine, Dean sees the laptop and moves his way out of the mine towards the outer rim of the pit where the teenagers have reached.

His footing not quick enough, the collapsing mine catches up with Dean and his last step finds no traction as the ground has opened up beneath him. With fear, horror, sadness and life flashing before his eyes, Dean can feel the heat from the floor reaching up for him to swallow. His throat burning with dry air preventing his screams of terror from escaping beyond his own ears as he falls. With his eyes closed Dean calls out for help. "Help me, please someone help me."

"I don't want to die this way, help." The heat becomes so intense Dean lets out a scream from the pain, his arms flying through the air. "Aaah." Suddenly he is in the Impala his arms flinging about as he continues to scream. His hands hitting the roof alerts him to his surrounding and a huge sigh of relief breaks out from behind his tears. "Whoa, whew", He is so grateful to see his Angel friend Castiel sitting in the passenger seat in his usual quiet position. "Cas", He smiles, "Cas, your timing could have been a little sooner!" Dean lets out a huge breath of air.

Casually without emotion Castiel turns to Dean, "You called. You are my friend it is the least I could do." Then he turns to looking out the windshield.

The huge cluster of smoke and rock was blasting around the Impala as if it were afraid to touch her. Dean found this very odd looking. "Castiel are you doing this?" There was no response.

"I appreciate the life ring you sent me, but there is a lot of FBI out there and when I step out of this car they are going to lock me in a deep dark cave and poke and probe me until who knows when, trying to figure out how I got out of that hole and here."

The dust is starting to settle outside the car and shadows of the men can be seen. "Dean, I can always put you back in the hole." Castiel waits for an answer.

With great thought Dean decides this to be the best idea. "You could, only instead of me falling maybe you can find a safe ledge to leave me on." Dean turns and Castiel is gone. "Great, in a minute everyone is going to be looking at me then probably pointing their guns." Dean leans his head on the steering wheel.

"OK!" Castiel watches Dean jump. "I found a small ledge that might hold you." Castiel takes hold of Dean's jacket. "You ready?"

"Wait". Dean doesn't like the idea of being stuck out on a "maybe" ledge in hope someone will hear his horse voice. "I have a better idea." With that Castiel takes Dean back to the mine where the pit below is smoldering with little gas flames. "Now don't let go." Dean is gripping to the wall with nothing more then a pebble sticking out here or there. The tips of his boots are pressed lightly against the rocks.

Behind him is Castiel with his arms wrapped under Dean's shoulder, his hands clasped together. Don't worry. I think this was a good idea." Castiel looks around and for a moment admires his huge angel wings flapping gently back and forth holding him and Dean in the air. "Do you think you should start yelling?"

Dean feels the healing in his throat. "Oh yah, that feels good." Taking in a deep breath Dean lets out a huge, "HELP! HELP, someone help!" He stops to listen. "Don't take this personally Cas but this feels really awkward." Dean looks up when he hears footsteps and sees he has about twenty-five feet to go. "I think someone is coming."

Sam had stopped struggling when he heard Dean's cries for help. Others heard it too and were preparing a rescue when Sam arrived at the edge of the giant hole. "Hello. Are you down there?" Almost out of sight, Sam catches movement. "Hang on, their preparing to throw you a rope."

Gravel falls from above onto Dean as he pretends to be climbing the wall. Castiel helps guide him along the way. "Dean, don't you think you should make it look more real? You look like a baby crawling across the floor." He hears the large displeasing sigh from Dean who begins to moan and slow his action down making it look like he is having a hard time crawling up the wall.

"Stop, I see you. We are going to throw you a rope, just hang tight." From the top Sam could see Dean clinging to the wall. No one could see Castiel or his Angel wings flapping, causing a breeze to float into Sam's face. Silently he says to himself, "Cas. Thanks". Though he could not see anyone but his brother, he knew Castiel was somehow helping Dean stay on the wall.

Up top three agents hold the rope tightly as they pull Dean from the clutches of death. A hand rises out of the pit in search of something solid to grasp. Sam reaches down and grips Dean's arm helping to pull him to safety. They embrace and pat each other on the shoulder, then step back. "I watched the video and I thought I would never see you again." Tears run down Sam's cheeks.

With a heavy breathe Dean takes one look back into the dark abyss and feels grateful to have such a friend as Castiel. "Thanks Cas I would be", he hesitates, "Well, you know." Dean sees Hotchner and the others standing around in awe to his survival and feels best to leave it to their imagination. "Hey, I lost the little rat thing, sorry about that." He looks to Sam, "I am so needing to get out of here."

Standing by Sam watching in amazement Reid finds promise. "You are luckier then a card counter in Vegas. There odds of loosing would be considered impossible." Reid talks very fast as if overly excited. "Except when they play to fool the dealer, which in most cases is between every fifth and tenth hand and then switching to every third and ninth hand?" Reid sees everyone looking at him. "Well, I suppose it would depend on the player as to when he. Well, even she may want to loose to keep suspicion off them." Reid sees Agent Hotchner hold his hand up as he does to let Reid know he has said enough or maybe a bit too much.

It wasn't long before Dean was in one of the three Ambulances and leaving the scene with Sam following behind in the Impala. No one seemed to notice or question why the Impala showed no signs of assault from the blast of rock and dirt. They were still amazed how Dean walked away from such peril.

Reid and Derek were standing by the SUV watching Hotchner give his goodbyes to the SWAT Commander Levi and his team. With nothing more for them to do it was time to head back to DC and assess the aftermath.

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