"Cas come sit over here." Dean notioned sliding over on his bed and patting the side of it. Cas blinked at him, "W-why."

Dean rolled his eyes, "It's easier to see the TV sitting here. "Fine." Cas grumbled hopping on the bed next to Dean. Sam's bed was literally a ruler length away from Deans. He was flipping through the channels. Cas and Dean stared blankly at the screen in bordem then Sam passed a channel where there was a weather reporter out in the rain on a sunny day. Cas sat up without hesitation nearly knocking Dean off the side of the bed. "Oh my gosh!"

Sam flipped back to the channel, "What is it Cas?"

Dean sat up, "Why don't angels say Oh my god?"

Cas glared at him, "It would be like you two to say Oh my John. And look!" He pointed at the screen. The weather reporter was in a neighborhood. It was sunny but still raining. She was blonde and there were two or three men standing behind her in tuxes. "Those three behind the woman! They're my brothers." he finished solemnly.

Dean blinked, "Fallen angels?" Cas nodded.

"Do fallen angels still have powers?" Sam asked staring at the trhee brunette males on the screen. Cas nodded, "Yes of course. They only problem is, they can't return to heaven."

"So none of the angels have orders anymore?" Dean asked.

"Yes. The world will be run by only the angels of Metatron. Which aren't many compared to God's angels." Cas replied.

"Okay but why'd you get all excited? Is there something we need to do about them now?" Dean raised an eyebrow questioningly.

"No...I was just excited to see a few of my brothers. " Cas laid back on the bed again.

Dean sighed doing the same, "Lets try not to think about that now."

Sam looked over at Cas, "I never understood that. How can you consider them your brothers when you barely know them in person? Plus they want to kill you."

Cas shrugged, "It's a certain feeling all the angels get. The need to protect one another. We were all children of god. If you think about it, we are all brothers and sisters since god created both of us."

Dean gave the angel a look, "Dude that means I banged like 50 of my sisters."

Cas laughed, "Not that sort of brother and sister. The sibling bond you could say. My kind was able to reproduce. Just like I consider you my brothers since we have a close bond."

Dean scooted away from him, "Not that close."

Sam laughed, "Thanks Cas that's really kind."

Cas blinked in acknowledgment. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Sam grabbed the money that he stashed underneath the bed and opened the door. A pizza man stood at the door asking if this was the place for three pizzas. Sam handed the man the money and closed the door. He set the three down on the table and opened the top to the first one, "Here you go Cas." he said handing the first one to the angel. He handed the second one to Dean and sat on his bed with his.

The angel looked down at the strange half pepperoni half cheese warm round disc that gave his stomach a strange feeling. Whenever he breathed in the scent the more he wanted it. Hunger...that was a new one.

"Are you going to eat angel boy?" Dean asked his mouth full of half a piece of bacon and cheese pizza.

Cas nodded picking it up with two hands. He bit down on it and started to chew. It was delicious! He ate the rest of the first piece in under a minute. He couldn't help but smile.

"I don't think I've ever seen anyone so worked up over a piece of pizza." Dean said. Cas jumped when he noticed he was being looked at. He closed the lid of his pizza box and turned his attention to the TV. It was still on the weather channel but the three angels were gone. He sighed taking another piece of pizza.

Finally it was midnight and the three had rid their minds completely of the supernatural phenomenons. Sam and Dean had fallen asleep while watching the TV. Cas snuck up too turn off the lights. He walked over to his couch tiredly and swung over it grabbing the blankets. Finally could rest.

In the morning. Cas blinked open. He could hear running water and the soft echo of Sam and Dean's voices. He tried sitting up and felt a large pain in his head. He sat back groaning. Dean laughed walking into Cas' view. He handed him a cup of coffee, "Its called a hangover."

Cas tried sitting up again. He took the mug, "I never want to drink again."

"That's what everyone says." Sam replied before putting a toothbrush in his mouth.

Cas se the mug down on the table next to him and began to stand up. Suddely it felt like every bone in his body couldn't work. He suddenly felt cold and fell on his knees. He also felt trapped like he was looking out someone else's glasses. He could hear the faint cries of Dean and Sam trying to snap him out of it. All he wanted to do was move but he couldn't. It was something Ariel was doing. It had to be!

"What's wrong with him!?" Sam exclaimed slapping Cas' face back and forth. Dean felt a sudden rush of anger when he realized what might be going on. He felt around his pocket and searched the numbers until he finally found the name, Ariel. He clicked it putting the phone up next to his ear? Almost immediately she answered, "Dean-"

He interrupted her agressively, "Whatever you're doing to him stop! You don't have the right to play with his grace like it's a toy and one day. One day I'll get it from you then I will rip you apart! Do you hear me!?"

What he got in return made him extra angry. She laughed for a long time, "Oh Dean, listen listen. I'm not sure if you know this but an angel's grace, if taken, needs to be attached to a living organism or the angel is used to belong too will turn off like dead only, not."

"Your point!?" Dean exclaimed. Sam was still trying to get Cas to move but all Cas was doing was staring off with clouded eyes not able to move.

Ariel laughed, "Dean, I removed the necklace so I could change into different clothes. Relax! I'm going to put it back on in a minute."

Dean stood there dumbfounded, "We-well don't take it off next time."

"Whatever." before dean could answer she hung up.

Sam had already gotten Cas on the couch. "What'd she say?" he asked shaking one of Cas' shoulders. Dean sat next to Cas on the couch.

"He should be back on in a few seconds." Dean patted Cas' shoulder. The angel was staring blankly at the wall like he was a statue.

Sam stared at Dean, "Really...what did she say?"

Dean sighed laying back and putting his head in his hands, he slicked it back to look at Sam, "Supposedly, after taken, the grace of an angel needs to be attached to a living organism in order to keep the former angel on in a sense."

"Like an off an on switch?" Sam asked."

"Exactly." Dead replied glancing at Cas again. His eyes were still blank. He patted him on the shoulder, "I'm not sure if you can hear me right now but this isn't what a hangover is actually might be. Or it could be. I wouldn't actually know."

Sam sighed, "Maybe I should get some cereal so we could all get some breakfast?"

Dean nodded, "I'll stay here." He was beginning to worry. Cas wasn't awake yet. He hadn't been for the past few minutes.

Sam finished the pooring milk into the last bowl of cereal when Cas's eyes suddenly turned their normal caribbean blue color and he took a deep breath. Dean laughed slamming his hand hard on his friends back, "Welcome back to Earth buddy."

"Ariel." he growled under his breath brushing off some dust from his shirt.

"You heard that?" Sam asked curiously. Cas nodded and Dean helped him up. They all sat around the table and starting eating their cereal. "It was like my soul was trapped inside a dead body. I could see out my eyes but it was like looking into someone else's glasses. And your voices were muffled but I could still hear you."

"Good." Dean muttered sarcastically . Sam gave Cas a look, "Cas this can't go on forever. We'll get your grace back. You don't deserve to be thrown around like a 4 year old's doll."

"Maybe I do deserve it." Cas whispered taking a small bite of the cheerio's laid out in front of him. Dean rolled his eyes, "Dude stop beating yourself up over this. We all know this is Metatron's fault."

Cas stared at his smiling friend with guilt, "Not just this. You know we never even talked about the whole Crowley thing."

Sam and Dean froze. They had never brought it up. They had all mutually gotten over it. "We don't need to talk about that now." Dean replied slowly.

Cas glanced up from his cereal, "You can't deny that it was my fault."

"Everyone makes mistakes." Sam said in a low tone.

"You never told me what happened in the lake. Did your vessel explode underwater?" Dean asked.

Cas shook his head, "Oh no. They drowned me. Then my vessel exploded. Worst day of my life in fact except for the day I killed one of my brothers for the first time."

Dean looked down and closed his eyes for a second. He hated the thought of drowning, "I'm sorry." he muttered.

Cas chuckled, "No! Don't be sorry for anything that happened to me back then. I-I wasn't myself."

Sam furrowed his brow, "Why'd you make the deal Cas? Out of all the people who could of helped you, US! Why Crowley?"

"He threatened you and Bobby. I couldn't say no or he'd kill you ." Cas whispered.

Dean raised his eyebrows in shock. Sam literally dropped his spoon. "Also if I had said no Raphael would have killed you. I had no choice."

"So all that time, everything you did was just because our lives were in danger?" Dean asked dumbfounded.

Cas looked down, "I know. I'm ashamed. You could have dealt with demons yourself. i know, i know..."

"No Cas!" Sam exclaimed, "That's the nicest thing anyone has ever done! Why didn't you tell us?"

"When you trapped me in the fire I was going to tell you but after that you mot likely wouldn't have believed me." he muttered.

Dean laughed, "Ya I guess not. Hey, next time you get an offer like that come to us first."

"Ya I guess." Cas answered smiling.

"Sorry for trapping you in the fire and all." Sam shifted uncomfortably.

Cas laughed, "It's fine! It was exhilerating."

Dean smiled, "I'm glad we got that off our chests."

"Sorry for becoming God. I was planning to get rid of all the souls but it was screwing with my head." Cas apologised.

Dean shrugged, "Hey if the angels still want to kill you for it we got your back."

Cas nodded, "Okay."

After the three were done with their morning routines. Finally Sam had and idea , "Listen you guys, maybe we can track Ariel's call."

Cas shrugged, "Wouldn't you think she'd suspect that?" Dean shook his head in disagreement, "No! Sam has a point! We can track her. I know someone who can help!"

"Who!?" Sam exclaimed in confusion.

"Charlie!" Dean exclaimed.

"Who's Charlie." the brothers glanced at Cas when he asked the question and he felt smaller.

"We never told Cas..." dean whispered.

Sam laughed, "Charlie is this friend with amazing computer skills. She'll love you. Trust me."

Cas nodded looking down at his feet. Dean leaned closer to Sam and whispered, "Does she have to meet him?"

Sam chuckled, "We promised Charlie."

"Damn it." Dean snapped taking out his phone and dialing her number. Her sly voice answered, "Charlie?"

"Dean?" she asked slightly surprised. "Yeah listen Charlie we need your help."

"Of course you do. What do you need?" She questioned.

Dean glanced back at the former angel and his brother who were muttering something about exercising. "Um, Um actually i have some I need you to meet and it would help if you came down here. Do you need an address?"

"I can track the call dumbass." she retorted.

"Great." he responded snapping the phone shut.

"Can she come?" Sam asked.

"Oh she's coming." Dean said with a smile.