"Sam, I am so sorry. I should have stayed."
Ellen and Jo hurried back, and when they heard the news of Blaine's death, they were devastated. Jo was sniffing and dabbing at her eyes.
Sam shook his head. "Don't blame yourself. It probably wouldn't have made a difference if you stayed."
"Have you told Bobby? Castiel?" Ellen asked.
"I called Bobby just before you got here." Sam sighed and sat down. "I haven't been able to reach Castiel."
"I'm right here." Everyone turned to see Castiel.
"Cas, where have you been for the last couple of hours?" Sam demanded.
"Someone…'stashed', in your words, me somewhere I couldn't be reached." Cas replied. "I'm guessing it has to do with Blaine?"
Sam sighed inwardly and stood. "Cas, I hate to be the one to tell you this. But…whoever stashed you somewhere….they flooded this entire house…with Blaine in it."
Castiel just stood there, processing this new information. "Where is he?"
"In his room. Dean's with him." Sam replied. Cas vanished.
"So…what now? Prepare a hunters' funeral, or...?" Jo asked.
"No. He won't do that. It's too soon, too final." Sam shrugged and sighed. "I'll probably end up calling the school to tell them Blaine is terminally sick and can't make it."
Jo nodded.
XXX
Dean sat at Blaine's bedside just staring at his body and drinking. He couldn't bear to leave. He was just waiting. Waiting for something to happen. He considered making a deal, but, figured it wouldn't end well. But, then again, since the angels want him to be Michael's vessel so badly, maybe they'll resurrect them, anyway.
Or is that their plan? Maybe the deal would be they would resurrect Blaine if- and only if- he would agree to be Michael's prom dress.
"Dean." Dean turned around to see Castiel, glared at him, stood up, and walked towards him.
"You better have a damn good reason why you weren't here." Dean growled through gritted teeth.
"Someone held me captive." Castiel explained. "They only let me out an hour ago." Dean exhaled sharply, and turned away. "Dean, I'm so sorry. I promise, I would have done everything in my power to protect him."
"Yeah, well, you didn't." Dean just sat back down, not looking at Castiel.
"I promise I'll find out who's responsible." Castiel said, then vanished.
XXX
Blaine woke up in a grassy meadow. Groaning slightly, he stood up and looked around. It was bright and sunny, and there was no wind, but it was warm. It was also very quiet.
"Hello, Blaine." Blaine whirled around to see a kindly looking African-American man in a suit standing a few feet away from him.
"Are you…are you God?" Blaine asked.
The man smiled. "No. But I speak for Him. I'm His…ambassador if you will. My name is Joshua."
"Oh. Nice to meet you." Blaine said.
Joshua chuckled softly. "You seem like a polite, well-mannered young man."
"Thanks." Blaine cleared. "Um…am I in heaven?"
"You are." Joshua nodded. "God has taken great interest in you, Blaine."
"What do you mean?"
"You are a Nephilim…yet, you are the complete opposite of the abominations from so many millennia ago." Joshua explained. "In any case, He feels you left too soon. He feels that your journey is not quite over yet."
"Okay…." Blaine nodded slowly. "So…what does that mean?"
"It means…that you get a second chance at life." Joshua replied, smiling. "However, I must warn you…we will be watching closely. Be very careful how you live your life…or we will smite you."
Blaine swallowed and nodded. "Okay. I promise I'll be careful."
"Good." Joshua nodded in satisfaction. "Oh- and just so you don't misunderstand…God is indifferent to sexual orientation. He loves all His children- gay, straight, bi, pansexual…"
Blaine sighed in relief. "Wait- then why does he let kids get bullied?"
"Blaine, you can't expect God to just make all your problems disappear." Joshua replied. "You have to do some of the legwork."
Blaine nodded in understanding. "Okay. Sorry."
"It's all right. Good luck."
Joshua waved his hand, and Blaine closed his eyes. It felt like he was falling softly back onto his bed. He gasped and opened his eyes, causing Dean to jump slightly and look up.
"Blainey?" Dean gasped in shock.
Blaine nodded. "Joshua- God's ambassador- brought me back."
Dean quickly got over the shock and threw salt and holy water at him to make sure he wasn't possessed. When he was cleared, Dean took some deep breaths, and grabbed his son into a hug. Blaine hugged back.
"So, I guess this makes me officially a Winchester, huh?" Blaine half-joked.
Dean laughed tearfully. "Yeah…your attitude definitely cements it, too."
Sam walked in and gaped in surprise at Blaine. "Wha…? How…?"
"Apparently, God's ambassador brought him back." Dean explained, smiling.
Sam laughed softly, walked over, and hugged his nephew. "Welcome back, buddy."
Castiel appeared and looked around in confusion. "Blaine?"
"Uncle Joshua brought me back." Blaine explained. "He's God's ambassador, apparently."
"Well, I'm glad he did." Castiel walked over to Blaine and hugged him. "What is this feeling? There's a lump in my vessel's throat."
Blaine laughed. "It's called emotion. It just means that you care a lot."
"Blaine, do you know who did this to you?" Dean asked.
"Yeah. He said his name was Gabriel." Blaine answered.
Dean fumed, then turned around. "That son of a bitch."
"Looks like I have some explaining to do." Everyone turned to see Gabriel walking through the door.
Dean lunged for Gabriel, but Castiel, Sam, and Blaine held him back. "You bastard!"
Gabriel raised his hands in surrender. "I'll just get right to it, then. I knew Joshua would just resurrect Blaine. That's why I went ahead and showed him what happened to the nephilims of old."
"And you had to do that by killing him?!" Dean growled angrily.
"Like I said, I knew Joshua would resurrect him." Gabriel repeated. "Otherwise, I wouldn't have done it."
Castiel turned to Dean. "He's telling the truth."
Dean calmed down slightly, but was still infuriated. "I see you again, I'll kill you."
"Duly noted." Gabriel vanished.
Ellen and Jo walked into the room. "What's going on here?"
"Turns out it was Gabriel who killed Blaine." Dean explained. "But, only to show him what happened to the nephilims from a million years ago, and because he knew God's ambassador would resurrect him."
Jo gasped. "Oh my God…" She ran to hug Blaine. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have left. Maybe this wouldn't have happened."
"No…it wasn't your fault." Blaine assured her. He sighed. "Well, I think I've had enough drama for now."
Jo chuckled. "I'll bet."
Dean nodded and put a hand on Blaine's shoulder. "Guys, will you excuse us?"
"Sure." Everyone except for Dean and Blaine left.
Dean turned to his son. "Blaine…I just want you to know that I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I was so distant. It was only because I was so disappointed that you snuck out to Nebraska."
"I know. I understand." Blaine nodded. "Believe me, compared to my ex-adopted dad, you weren't even a little disappointed."
Dean smiled. "You know I love you, right?"
"Aw. I love you, too." They hugged.
"So, does this mean you'll let me come with you on one of your hunts?" Blaine joked.
"Don't push it."
"Okay."
