The following chapter I completely blame on two of my loyal readers (they know who they are!)! One wanted to know what happened to Jimmy and the other requested more bonding time between Dean and Castiel by going and seeing some roadside attraction. After much research I found an attraction that I thought would work perfectly to bring the two requests together in an interesting chapter! I hope you enjoy! : )

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Chapter 21

Dean was driving down the interstate when Castiel suddenly sat up and pointed to a sign coming up.

"Dean! I want to stop there!"

Dean frowned as he read the sign before they flew past it. Great Passion Play Theme Park? He looked over at Castiel and gave him a look of, Are you kidding me?

Castiel remained undeterred.

"Please, Dean. I want to go there."

"What the hell is it?" Dean asked with a confused frown.

"It is a place that explains great historical events from the Bible," Castiel calmly replied.

Dean arched an eyebrow at him. "Uh… Cas, weren't you there for all those things in the Bible?"

"Yes."

"So why the hell would you want to go to some cheesy roadside theme park about it?"

Castiel hesitated for a moment. He finally sighed reluctantly.

"Because… Jimmy went there at one time with Amelia and Claire. It brought him a great deal of joy and he retained fond memories of the trip as did Claire. They both shared their memories of this place with me during their times as vessels to me. I would like to visit it myself now."

The car fell silent. Dean didn't say anything when he took the exit ramp that would take them to the theme park. They drove several miles with only the music being the only sound in the car.

"So…" Dean finally said as they followed the signs that were directing them. "I guess I never really thought to ask…"

"Jimmy is at peace now," Castiel replied quietly before Dean could finish. His gaze remained focused on the road in front of them. "His soul was released when my grace was removed. We both could not occupy the same vessel in those circumstances and since Jimmy was already granted salvation he left and went home to his just reward."

"Oh," was all Dean could think to say.

"I am actually glad for it. I hated how much he and his family were forced to suffer so much already. I would could not bear it if he to suffer more because of the… choices I have made."

Dean frowned. "You made the choices you did because you had to. Because they were the right thing to do."

Castiel opened his mouth to argue when he saw Dean's jaw suddenly drop.

"Holy crap, what the heck is that!?"

That in which Dean was referring to was a 67 feet tall white statue of Jesus with his arms outspread. Dean stared at it dumbfounded while he pulled into the parking lot and parked.

"That's Jesus," Castiel replied calmly.

Dean shot Castiel a look. "No shit."

Castiel actually chuckled at Dean's response. "Come on, Dean. There are many things here I want to show you!"

Dean followed Castiel and couldn't help but feel amused at seeing Castiel so excited to see something. The fallen angel's eyes were lit up in a way Dean couldn't even recall ever seeing and he was bounding out ahead of him, eager to go in. Dean decided that if this was going to make Castiel happy, no matter how hokey it was, he would tolerate it for Castiel's sake.

After Dean paid for their tickets Castiel practically dragged him over to the base of the statue in his eagerness to show it to him.

"So that's Jesus?" Dean asked, trying not to laugh.

Castiel nodded. "That actually looks nothing like him… except his eyes. I remember when he was put to death, his eyes looked like that. He was tired especially after all he had been through."

Dean stared at him for a moment in surprise.

"So… you know Jesus?"

Castiel looked back at him and nodded. "Yes."

"Oh."

"He's nothing like the man you humans have made him out to be."

Dean arched an eyebrow at him. "Really?"

Castiel nodded. "The stories of Jesus are true, of course. But you humans tend to write things in a way in which the masses would find appealing instead of the truth. The prophets wrote God's word, but they didn't always write the complete truths."

They began making their way to a tall white building that Castiel explained was the Bible Museum. Dean didn't really see what the big deal was about a room full of Bibles. Then he saw just how many Bibles there actually were.

"Wow," Dean said in amazement as he looked around.

Castiel began pointing out different Bibles and tell Dean their stories.

"Every one of them tells my Father's story," Castiel explained. "But each in their own way, really never two the same. Humans choose what they want to believe and adjust their faith accordingly. Some people feel the need to see Father as a tyrant. A being who strikes down the wicked when He is displeased. Others see Him as the Great Forgiver. A being that is willing to love them as they are flaws and all."

"So who is He really?" Dean asked quietly.

He could see a flash of grief in Castiel's eyes at the question. Castiel looked somberly at the Bible in the glass case in front of him.

"I… I don't know anymore," He replied quietly.

Both men were quiet for a moment, looking at the partially ruined Bible in the case. Slowly, a small smile creeped onto Castiel's lips.

"I remember this Bible," He said softly. "It was chosen for a specific purpose. A small miracle. Its covers were destroyed by wood beetles. But before they could eat the actual pages I was instructed to wipe them away and keep the book safe until it was found."

Dean glanced at Castiel in confusion.

"That's great, Cas. But why would you do that?"

"Because it would eventually inspire a man to change his life. This Bible was the proof of God's power that he was so desperately seeking. He changed his life and became a devout follower of the Lord until his death."

"So, you did all that just for one guy?"

Castiel nodded. "That one man went on to inspire thousands, Dean."

His smile broadened and he eagerly tugged Dean's arm.

"I want you to see the tour," Castiel said excitedly. "It's long, but you'll like it."

He pulled Dean through the crowd which was surprising large considering that Dean had never even heard of this place before. Once outside Castiel led him over to where an electric tram was waiting for passengers. Dean and Castiel climbed on and sat down. Dean had to bite his tongue to keep from laughing at Castiel's childlike enthusiasm for the place.

The tour turned out to be a trip through a replicated Holy Land from the Bible. As the tour guide began pointing out different sights to the visitors Castiel began telling Dean stories about what had actually happened.

"Moses was a good man. A brave man really. He wasn't anything you humans today would admire or follow. He wasn't very good-looking and his speech was terribly difficult to understand at times, especially when he was nervous. It was only when he would relax and allow the power of Father to take hold and speak through him that his words would gain power and command attention."

"Did he really part the Red Sea?" Dean asked, his interest piqued.

Castiel laughed. "No, but it did appear that way to the humans there. That was the angel Elyon. He was the angel who brought the Lord's wrath down upon Egypt and helped deliver Moses and his people to safety. That was his assignment."

Dean settled back and smiled as Castiel continued to recount his stories. Dean had never really had an interest in Bible stories before. Of course, he had never believed they were true before. Now, he was actually talking to someone who had been there. Who really had seen the events unfold. And, surprisingly, Castiel was proving to be an amazing storyteller. His warm, deep voice kept Dean entranced as he went from story to story. It was also apparent that Castiel was thriving on the attention Dean was giving him. He was eager to keep talking for as long as Dean would listen.

By the end of the trip Dean felt like for the first time he actually got to know a whole new side of Castiel that he had never been privy to. A deeper, more knowledgeable Castiel who had a real passion for the human race and everything the humans had done. As they got off the tram Dean couldn't help but wish that things could be different. He wished that they had more time to spend together and get to know each other.

The final attraction Castiel brought him to was the Museum of Earth History.

"The man who created this museum had good intentions," Castiel explained to Dean. "He insisted that evolution was false and that Father created everything as you see it today."

"And that's not true?" Dean asked.

Castiel smiled ruefully. "Not everything comes out perfectly the first time."

"So is that what happened with the platypus?"

Castiel actually laughed at that statement.

"The platypus was actually a joke some of the angels came up with. It was actually Uriel's idea originally."

"Dude, you're kidding."

"I told you Uriel was the funniest angel in the garrison."

Dean couldn't help but shake his head and laugh as they continued through the museum.

"So, you got to see the dinosaurs?" Dean asked as he pointed to one of the displays.

Castiel nodded. "Yes. Amazing creatures. I remember it being told that Father was quite pleased with that creation."

"So what happened to them? Why did they all die off?"

Castiel frowned and cocked his head in confusion. "Only the earth-bound dinosaurs were destroyed. Those that reside in the ocean still exist."

Dean stared at Castiel in shock. "Wait, so you're saying there's still dinosaurs around?"

Castiel nodded as if it were the most obvious fact ever. "Of course! Some of the creatures still prefer freshwater lakes, however. They reach them through underwater channels. Certainly you have heard of the lake creatures known as Loch Ness and Champy?"

Dean shook his head in amazement. "I can't believe it."

"But it's true!" Castiel replied sounding obviously hurt.

Dean laughed at Castiel's reaction. "That's not what I meant, Cas! I believe you! It's just… I can't believe I actually know someone who knows all the world's secrets! Wait… so you know if there really is a Sasquatch?"

Castiel looked at Dean quizzically and nodded. "Of course there is. They are just very timid creatures and wish to not be disturbed. They have keen senses of smell and hide when humans are present."

By the end of the visit to the theme park both Dean and Castiel were in high spirits. It was becoming dark as they made their way back to the car and were ready to find a motel to turn in for the night.

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OK, while I can't help but feeling slightly blasphemous for some of the stuff I wrote, I have to admit, that chapter was a lot of fun to write! : )

Just for the record, Castiel's stories are just my own personal views and ideas. Also, this theme park is a real place in Eureka Springs, Arkansas. I must say after reading everything about it in order to write this chapter I'm actually tempted to check it out some day!

Hope you enjoyed reading this. If you have any other ideas for stuff you want Dean and Castiel to do before the big meeting let me know! I'll do my best to include it if I can make it work!

Thanks for all your awesome feedback and your support! : )