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CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE- FAITH WON'T FAIL

The lights in my room flickered.

"Why do you seek my assistance?" Castiel stressed the word 'my' slightly.

I turned to face him. "You're the only one who'll help me."

Castiel's eyes shifted to the door. "I should not intervene. Everyone has to die, Odette. Dean's time has come."

I closed the gap between us. "Please, Castiel. It'll kill Sam as well if Dean dies."

"It is not my place to stop it. His place in Heaven is granted, I assure you."

"But it's not fair!" I was on the verge of yelling, but I restrained myself. It would not do to disturb Dean and Sam yet.

He remained unruffled. "Death is not fair. I think you know that more than most, Odette."

Of course I did.

"That's why I want you to stop it. Can you save him?"

His face was closed off, expressionless. "Yes."

"Will you save him?"

"I should not."

I stared at him. "You told me you show yourself to me because I trusted you more than they do."

He cocked his head to one side, finally showing an emotion.

Curiosity.

"Then please. Please save him. You're the only one who can."

~Supernatural~

Dean's head snapped up when Castiel appeared in the room. "Well, well, well, angel. Heard the news?"

He was unperturbed. "Yes. Odette asked me to help you."

He swung around to stare at me. "You what?"

I nodded weakly.

"Oh, geez." Dean sat up in bed with a grimace. "Sam? Sam!"

Sam groaned, head on the keyboard, still half-asleep.

"What?" He muttered drowsily.

"Angel intervention, dude. Better wake up."

That got to him.

He got up with a start, rubbing at his neck absentmindedly.

"Castiel?" He blinked at him, bemused. "What are you doing here?"

"I can save your brother, Sam. "

His eyes widened. "You can?"

"Yes."

The tear tracks still hadn't dried on his face. "Please. I'll do anything, just please. Do it."

"Hey, wait just a minute here!" Dean scowled.

"How am I so sure this is gonna work? I don't want some weird angel mojo messing with my body!"

All three of us stared at him.

"No freaking way." Dean crossed his arms.

Sam finally had enough. He punched the wall in frustration.

"That's it, Dean! You know, this whole I-laugh-in-the-face-of-death thing? It's crap, and I can see right through it. I don't care what I have to do, I'll hogtie you to the goddamn bed if you don't let Castiel save you!"

~Supernatural~

"This will probably be unpleasant," Castiel warned Dean.

"Brilliant," Dean rolled his eyes. The angel did not reply, and pressed his finger to Dean's forehead.

He grunted, face furrowing in pain, clutching the bed sheets as tightly as he could.

Sam moved forward, but Castiel put out his free arm. "Step back!"

We waited, as Dean jerked against the bed violently.

Castiel withdrew his hand, and he slumped onto the mattress, unconscious.

"He'll wake up in a few hours. Dean should be fine."

He turned to go, but I stopped him.

"Thanks, Castiel." Sam rubbed his hair awkwardly. "Thanks for helping us. We owe you one."

He nodded, and I spoke up. "Yeah, thank you so much, Castiel. I know you didn't want to do this."

Sam glanced at me sharply.

"I don't know what I…" my gaze moved to Sam. "We would have done without you. I don't know how to thank you. If you ever need any help, just call."

He surveyed me for a second.

"You're welcome."

~Supernatural~

"Oh, it feels good to be back!" Dean grinned, downing his bottle of beer in one go and reaching for his burger.

Sam sighed, but I caught the smile Dean didn't see.

"I'm gonna sleep like a log," he pulled off the blanket on his bed. "And then, hamburgers!

Sam laughed. "More? You're such a pig."

Dean smirked, and I was pleased to see his usual, cocky expression.

"Well, this pig is going to get nice and fat by the time the day's over."

"You should sleep, Sam," I told him. "You didn't get any rest last night."

Sam's face sobered slightly. "You didn't, either."

I waved away his words.

I felt Dean's eyes on me.

"Hey, kid?" He said unexpectedly.

"Yeah?"

"Thanks."

Sam and I both blinked at him.

He cleared his throat. "Uh, you know, for getting Castiel to help me and everything. That was nice of you."

Sam snorted behind me.

I smiled. "You're welcome, Dean, but I think Castiel deserves to be thanked more than I do."

He looked at me thoughtfully. "I guess I'll have to when I see him next."

I was pretty sure we would see him again.

~Supernatural~

"You're tired."

"Yes, Castiel, I am."

There was a short minute of silence.

"Why did you call?"

"I had to ask you something."

"Ask me?" He raised an eyebrow.

"More of a request, really."

"Which is?"

"I was thinking, maybe you'd like to come with us on hunts?"

He stared at me, uncomprehending. "I already help you on those."

I flushed. "That's not what I meant."

"What do you mean?"

"A part of our team, Castiel. You've helped us whenever you needed it, and we've been pretty ungrateful. Sam won't mind, and Dean will come around, eventually."

I think.

"Do you think that could be arranged?"

He gave me a long, searching look.

"Yes. I think it might."