Chap 8

Turn Around

"So Davey boy you gonna tell us why you've got that nasty black stain on your soul? Or do we need to carve it out of you?" Dean asked in menacing tones.

Over the last seven months the Winchester brothers had made good on their idea of looking for evil humans as well as supernatural beings.

Sam had been able to spot the blackness easily and at first they had followed their targets usually catching them just as they were about to do some damage. Unfortunately they were not always on time about a month earlier they had been too late and a young boy had been brutally run down by their current psycho.

Dean had been livid, "Dammit Sam this is not good enough I say we just track them down and force them to tell us what they've been up to." He slammed down his drink on the table.

Sam looked at him and thought for a moment he had an idea that at some point he would have disagreed with Dean but he couldn't think why. Being a demon had made it hard to remember the reasons behind his previous moral choices.

"Ok Dean we can try it that way next time," Sam agreed, Dean gave him a tight smile, and now here they were a month later trying it the hell way.

"I..I don't know what you mean what stain on my soul?" David was shaking with fear the two men in front of him had looked ordinary, he did not know what to think.

"You know what we mean David, what is it you have done? You might as well tell us now because as soon as my brother starts well you'll be begging to tell us everything." Sam spoke softly his eyes changing as he talked to that deep iridescent green with flecks of golden yellow. David could see straight away that he was not normal the colour covered the whole eyes and shone in an inhuman manner.

"What the hell what's with your eyes?" he asked voice trembling.

"Hah if they worry you get a load of mine." Dean grinned flashing to demon black orbs, David yelled in fear.

"So now you know you're in real trouble how about you start telling us what you've been up to." Sam said gruffly.

"Really I haven't done anything I swear please let me go." David was begging.

Dean took out a sharp blade and started tracing it up and down David's abdomen, "Oh well now we happen to know you have done some very bad things David and you can tell us what they are now or later either way you will be telling us."

As he spoke Dean began to slowly slice into David's skin just a couple of layers nothing too deep, he was an expert at torture and knew just where to make cuts for maximum pain with minimum damage.

"No aaahh please stop I don't know what you want I haven't done anything, I ran over a cat a couple of months ago but it was an accident I'm sorry." David sobbed his breath catching.

"DEAN stop right now I command you!" A harsh voice thundered at them.

Dean and Sam spun around to come face to face with their own private Angel of the Lord.

"Why Cas this guy's bad news we sorted a few others and you angels haven't cared?" Dean said to Castiel.

"Dean this man is innocent he has done nothing to deserve this torture and abuse you must stop." Cas replied looking at Dean's demonic visage with sorrow.

"What do you mean innocent Cas? I can see the black stain running through him." Sam asked with concern.

"The black you can see is illness, David Gamble is dying of colon cancer he has not long to live it has spread to other organs you can see his skin is yellowed, this is what has caused the blackness within his aura." Castiel replied.

"Are you serious? Is this the truth?" Dean had turned and spoken to his victim.

"Yes I'm sick I only have a few months, the doctors say there's no more treatments that can help me." David responded in a shaky voice body trembling and blood dripping from the cut Dean had made.

"Oh crap Sam help me." Both brothers began untying the man before them.

"Cas can you fix him up please?" Sam asked both of them now had their human eyes back and Cas thought he could see a glint of liquid in Sam's, whereas Dean's just looked horrified.

"I can repair the damage Dean has done yes and I will remove the memories of this night and take him back to his family, then we must speak." Castiel touched David and his wounds healed he then took him by the hand and vanished.

Sam was shaking his head as Dean slumped to the floor hand over his face, both of them appalled at what had happened.

"Fuck Sam what have we done." Dean's voice sounded broken and filled with self loathing.

"I'm sorry Dean this is all my fault, Cas will probably send us back to hell for this." Sam replied.

"It's not your fault Sammy it was my idea this is on me." Dean snapped back.

With a fluttering sound Castiel reappeared before them this could be it both were wondering if they would soon be in hell. Dean looked at Sam he knew he deserved hell, this was his idea but he would fight to keep Sam out.

"Sam, Dean I have been ordered to send you both to hell permanently." Cas began.

"Cas this is my fault please just send me, Sam just went along with my idea." Dean practically begged.

"No Dean come on this was me too we'll go together have each other's backs same as always." Sam interrupted before Cas could reply.

A shorter chapter but definitely how I wanted it will the boys go back to hell hmmm spoilers.