Holly woke up in the chair by Castiels bedside, she thought she heard him speak, she sat up and was surprised to see Castiel laying on his back, eyes closed with one hand gently stroking the large cats fur. "Sophia, you're here" Castiel ran his fingers over the cats face and rubbed one of the ears "you're a cat." The cat climbed on the pillow and and pressed her face against Castiels forehead and he fell back into a deep sleep.

Holly watched the short encounter with fascination "So your name is Sophia?" the cat rested its chin on Castiels shoulder and watched her with her water blue eyes. Holly went down stairs. Bobby, Ed and Max were talking and having drinks. "So the cats name is Sophia, Cas never opened his eyes but he spoke a little, he knows the cat."

Ed broke out in a smile "Really, THE Sophia? Amazing, Cas is in good hands." Holly frowned, "Who are we talking about?"

"By Those who love her she is readily seen, and found by those who look for her in every thought of theirs, she comes to meet them" Ed rolled his eyes "You know, Wisdom of Solomon. Christ sakes Holly read a book once in awhile. Wisdom…a Seraphim..ah forget it."

"Anyone heard from either of the boys?" Bobby rung his hands, worried about Dean.

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Sam opened the beer and drank deeply then ran the bottle between his brothers buttocks. Dean tried to jerk away. Sam took a long cord from his pocket and pulled his brothers arms behind his back then bound the wrists tight. "Come on Dean, I remember you used to like this..no..wait it was what you used to like to do me, then push me on my knees and make me suck you off. Turn about is fair play big brother."

Sam yanked Dean up by the hair and pushed him back against the car, "I'm really going to enjoy this. But sweet brother if I feel any teeth this isn't going to end well for you" Sam held the knife next to Deans throat and pressed the point in, a thin ribbon of blood ran down and pooled along his collar bone. Sam licked the blood away and sucked at the wound. Straddling his brother, hips even with Deans mouth Sam pulled off his belt and unbuttoned his jeans letting them slide down his slim hips.

His cock sprang out and he ran it across Deans soft lips leaving a trail of wetness. "Open up, remember lover, no teeth." Dean gave in hoping once his brother was sated he would let him go. Expertly taking Sam in his mouth, he worked his tongue under the sensitive head and lapped at the slit, Sam felt Deans throat relax and he slid in further in and began fucking his brothers mouth in earnest.

He didn't last, so much frustration over the last year of not having him, the fact that his brother was helpless, in a position he was put so many times, thinking back to banging the angel and the line of blood working out of the small wound on Deans neck pushed him to a quick orgasm. Sam could feel his brother swallowing as quickly as he could and Sam's cock pulled out with a wet sound. Sam dropped the knife and kissed is brother.

Deans thick lashes were wet from crying and Sam thought he never looked prettier. The unseasonable heat was quickly leaving as the sun hung low in the sky, the beginning of sunset. Dean was shaking from the cold, "Please Sammy, I'm freezing, put me in the car." Sam pulled Dean up, opened the back door to the Impala and pushed Dean in on his stomach, holding him down with a knee on Deans lower back, Sam brought the long tail of cord around his brother's neck twice then back down to his hands and tied it tightly.

"Dean, baby don't struggle because you might strangle yourself ok?" Sam closed the back door then picked up the cooler and set it in the front seat. "So I'm ready for round two, lets get you to the cabin, don't worry I didn't forget the beer." Sam looked over the back seat and smiled at his brother. "I think later I'll give one to you." Dean lay quiet trying to focus on his breathing, trying not to move, his throat was tight and sore.

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Castiel's eyes moved rapidly beneath the lids, he was concentrating on healing in his sleep. The sigil took everything out of him and fixing the physical damage came first before working on full powers. His vessel was almost whole again. Sophia sat on his chest and Castiel opened his eyes, they were almost water blue as the cats, not the cerulean they usually were but that would come back in time. The cats eyes locked on and started to glow around the edges of the black. Castiel smiled "thank you Sophia for your help." The cat tilted her head "Heal well my brother, take from me what you need."

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Sam pulled up to old cabin, one of Bobby's bug out shelters. It was a bare bones place but had everything you really needed.

Sam opened the back door and carefully pulled Dean out and stood him up. Deans head was pulled uncomfortably backward from the neck constraint. Dean tried to talk and it came out in a rasp "Sam, got to pee…untie me." Sam shook he head and gingerly led Dean away from the car, standing behind him Sam held Deans cock gently "So go pee, I can't untie you, I know you too well." Dean groaned "I can't go like this." Sam shrugged, "Go now or go in the bed when we get inside, your choice." Dean concentrated and started to go, Sam felt him relax as he emptied. "Need to do anything else big brother?" Dean croaked "No."

Sam led Dean into the cabin and into the bedroom. Laying him prone on the old bed, Sam sat on his legs. He quickly put handcuffs on his brother with a modest length of chain attached, another pair of hand cuffs on the other end were locked on the cast iron headboard. Pulling out his knife he cut the cord between Dean's neck and his hands. Dean gasped at the sharp pain as his head hit the pillow. Sam sliced the tight binding off his wrists and then examined the red indentations around his brothers throat. "I'm sorry if this hurt you." Sam pulled out a bottle of lotion from his backpack and massaged the redness gently.

Dean rolled over on his back after his brother was done, Sam was standing at the end of the bed leaning over. "Feel better Dean?" Dean lifted his foot and caught Sam hard on the face with the heel of his work boot "How does THAT feel you little bitch? Let me go, damn you Sam."

Sam sat on the floor dazed for minute, wiping his hand over his busted lip and bleeding nose his face flushed with anger. Not saying a word he stood and grabbed one foot and pulled the boot off Dean as he struggled to kick his brother again, after the second boot was off he pulled out his knife and cut the t shirt off his brother.

Sam went out the door to the Impala and came back a few minutes later with the cooler and slammed it on the wood floor. He opened the lid and reached in then went to sit on the side of the bed. Looking down at his brother Sam looked crazed, blood caked around his nose and the corner of his mouth. Smiling broadly at Dean showed teeth with a slick of blood over them.

"Hey I think its time for that beer I promised you." Sam crawled over his brother and positioned himself between Dean's knees. He took the cap off the beer and drank. Running his tongue around the neck of the bottle he looked at his brother with a renewed brightness in his hazel eyes, his voice deep and soft "what do you think sweetheart, cold or room temperature?"