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'Where did he go?' Dean shouted into silence.

'Come Dean, use you head once in a while.' Crowley sighed. 'This isn't the first ghost you've dealt with. It takes a while for them to be able to be seen in this world. I'm surprise that gigantic baby managed to do it so quickly.'

Dean scowled. 'I'm sorry,' Crowley held his hands up, 'he is massive! Anyway,' he continued, 'souls get stuck in the void don't they. They float around, not knowing what to do with themselves. He probably got pulled back into the void. They can't stay in this world forever, or not to begin with anyway.'

'Right.' Dean huffed. 'So we've got to find a way to stick his soul back into his body.'

'Easier said than done, sugarpuff.' Crowley laughed.

'So there is a way then?'

'Well, it's a bit iffy.'

'How iffy?'

'Well…We experimented on ghosts…angels, vampire, werewolves, you know, curiosity and all that. I wanted to know what made then tick so to speak.'

'And?'

'Well…nothing is conclusive. Ghosts were especially...difficult to work with. I imagined that a ghost was very much like a demon…though without the power to possess a body. No, Posses is the wrong word…Well, for example a Spector, I imagine you have dealt with one before?' Dean nodded. 'Ok, well you well know that they are a super pissy pants when it comes to just about anything, so they actually develop the power to take over a human body. It seems sheer anger works wonders. That's the closest a ghost has got by itself to possessing a human…'

'But you got further? You managed to put a ghost in a human body?'

Dean sat in the chair Kevin had vacated and pushed a few books that were sitting on the opposite chair off with his foot. Crowley sat too and answered. 'Yes and no.'

'Well you either have or you haven't.'

'Ok then, yes. I did manage to do it…But there are side effects.'

'I don't care, let's do it!'

'Hold onto your hat darling and let me explain. You see a ghost will get angrier and angrier until one day it snaps, kills someone, and you come alone and torch its bloody bone. Not that that will help the situation…not anymore anyway. Not even a ghost can get into Hell these days.'

'Get to the point Crowley...'

'I am. So I mashed up this ghost until it was nothing more than a floating little cry baby, then came up with a rather ingenious spell and shoved the ghost into the body.'

'And?' Dean said again, eyes wide with anticipation.

'And…the ghost was in there alright. It didn't really know how to move its body, or how to talk. It kind or just lied there glassy eyed. I left it for a few days, tracked its progress. It eventually managed to move, but it got angry, and I mean a proper grouch, and it escaped its body, and there it was…a ghost again.'

'So it didn't work?'

'Well I did day yes and no didn't I? It worked but then didn't. Sam may be different…He is stubborn in a massive kind of way…'

'Enough of the giant jokes.'

'OK, ok. So, that's all I know really. We tried other things, I successfully put a ghost in the body of a demon, but I don't think that's going to help.'

'No, that completely doesn't help.' Dean scratched his head, 'So what are we going to do?'

'Get the angel brigade down here, let's do a little Q and A.'

'He said he would come when he could…Heaven was in a bit of a mess when I left him.'

'Give him a call, he can't resist his favourite human.' Crowley winked.

'Ok, here goes nothing… Castiel,' Dean bowed his head and closed his eyes, 'It would be really great if you could get you feathered butt done here….I know you're probably up to your elbows in angel crap, but I really need you...?' Dean opened his eyes and looked around. 'As I said, he's probably busy…'

'Hello Dean.'

Dean whipped around to see Castiel standing behind him.

'Told you he couldn't resist you,' Crowley joked.

'Cas…' Dean got up and walked towards him. Castiel raised his arms and hugged Dean tightly. 'What are you doing Cas?' Dean muffled.

'Sam taught me what to do in certain social situations. Is this not correct?'

'Yeah, Cas, it is.' They hugged for a moment before breaking apart. Castiel looked serious.

'I assume Sam is dead?' Castiel said bluntly.

'Yeah…Well it's not that simple actually.'

'Explain?'

'I called out to him, and he appeared to me. He didn't go to hell. He managed to hold on before the gates closed.'

'So he's a ghost?' Castiel asked.

'Yeah, and I was thinking that maybe you could do some angel mojo and find a way of putting a ghost back into its body?' Dean could tell even before he finished his sentence that Castiel couldn't do it.

'I am sorry Dean, but I don't know of any way to put Sam back into his body.'

'Well you were helpful.' Crowley called from the back.

'Crowley. You are human.'

'Well spotted feather.'

'So he survived the process did he?' Castiel turned back to Dean.

'You don't have to sound so disappointed Cas. We were Bum buddies once you know.' Crowley smirked.

'I don't understand that reference.' Castiel replied, looking at Dean for help.

'Just ignore him. He's an irritating son of a bitch, but I'm sure we'll all be the best of friends before you know it.'

There was silence for a moment.

'There's really no why of…curing Sam?' Dean began again.

'Well I suppose theoretically…'

'Theoretically's good!' Dean interrupted.

'You don't even know what that means,' chimed in Crowley.

'Do you have to comment on everything? And I so do know what it means actually.'

'OK, what does it mean?'

'Will you two be quiet for a second?' Shouted Castiel.

'Saved by the bell,' whispered Crowley, laughing quietly to himself. Castiel shot him a look, and he fell quiet.

'Theoretically I could send Sam to heaven, then we could find a way to raise him from the dead. The angels have done it before with your brother Adam. Although that took an army of angels, and it was fore sawn in the prophecy.'

'I like the sound of this…let's do it!' Dean looked excited.

'But Dean, this will not be easy. I don't even know if I have enough power to attempt something like this. Heaven is divided. I don't know if I can get enough angels on my side. This is big Dean.'

'Well what other choice do we have? And it doesn't sound too difficult. Me and Sam both died and went to heaven before, remember? We went to the garden, and we got zapped back into our bodies afterwards.'

'But Dean, that was God's will. This isn't.'

'And the difference is?' Dean argued.

'Dean, there is a big difference! How can you not see that?'

'OK, ok, I know. I'm sorry Cas. I'm just desperate.'

'I know you are. And I will try. Look, I have to get back. Heaven needs me.'

'How's it going up there anyway?'

Castiel sighed. 'It is…difficult. I managed to revive Naomi, but she has lost the vast majority of her memory. It's a miracle I managed to revive her at all. Metatron did a good job. And another thing. Metatron's body has disappeared.'

'What? You mean vanished?'

'Yes. I'm not too worried though.'

'You don't sound too convincing.'

'Yes well. He did die. We both saw him. I just can't explain how his body would have suddenly disappeared…Any way, Dean, I have to go. I cannot be gone for too long.'

'I understand, well come when you can?'

'Of course Dean. I will see you soon…Crowley.' He nodded in his direction.

'See you later captain feathers.'

Castiel disappeared.

'What a ray of sunshine that Castiel is.'

'You really do annoy everyone in your path don't you.' Dean sighed deeply.

'One on my many talents.'

'Ok…So what do we do from here?'

'Never fear when Crowley is here!'

'Oh god, please don't let that become a catch phrase!' Dean winced.

'I have a plan…I know, another plan, Crowley is the best.' He laughed. 'I say we summon Death.'

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