Chapter 5
"Once I rose above the noise and confusion, just to get a glimpse behind this illusion." – Kansas (Carry on Wayward Son)
"Ruby's," Dean almost spit out his drink, his eyes glimmering with concern. "Thought we ganked that bitch…"
"We did," Sam said, matter of factly. "That's what concerns me…"
Dean sighed, his patience already wearing wire thin with the events of the past few days. His mind hadn't been where it needed to be, he knew everyone could sense he was off…he just wished he knew why.
"Well somebody wants her back." Bobby said trying to input as little as he could not wanting to set Dean off, the boy had been more irritable than a "woman on PMS" as Bobby would put it, over the past few days.
"The question is who." Cas said, his eyes meeting Dean's gaze.
"Or why…" Dean found himself staring back.
Cas looked away quickly not wanting to agitate the man before him further than he had already. Dean seemed almost a mixture of relieved and saddened when Cas turned away. He played it off by clearing his throat and returning his stare towards Sam.
"I'll check with heaven," Cas said. "They're bound to know what could have brought her back, or if there are any disturbances or things we should know."
"Do that." Dean said, he tried not to make it sound spiteful.
Cas disappeared in a rush of air and all was still for a mere moment.
"I'll check with the locals," Sam reached for his suit and tie. "See if they've noticed anything strange, you two stay here and go over books, articles, anything."
Sam left without another word and Dean sat down in front of Bobby, water in hand.
"You hurt his feelings yah idjit." Bobby stated, not bothering to look up from his old book.
"Who, Sam?" Dean asked.
"No Princess Leah," Bobby replied sarcastically and rolled his eyes. "I'm talkin about Cas…"
Dean feared Bobby would bring this up.
"You basically rejected his offspring Dean." Bobby sighed.
"I had no say," Dean replied defensively. "And no part of it!"
"Well you do now," Bobby yelled back. "Now listen, I'm not going to tell you what to do or how to feel that's for your own heart to understand, but what I want to get through to that thick headed skull of yours is that Cas has feelings too you know, and his ought to count for something, now are you gonna sit here with your head in your ass and be a spiteful son of a bitch to him, or are you gonna own up and be a real man…"
Dean let the words sink in, staring Bobby down clear as day in the eyes. He was like a father to him, he couldn't let him down.
"That's what I thought." Bobby's gaze never retracted from being stone cold.
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Castiel could sense danger, and fear. Something he definitely experienced often enough from being beside the Winchesters to know meant nothing good. The air in heaven felt heavier, as if someone was taking weight after weight and throwing it upon the paradise. Castiel took one look around, familiarizing himself once again with home before walking into what felt like a sleeping lion's den.
"Ah Castiel," Zachariah's voice cried out from across the room. "Glad you could come."
"Brother," Cas stared in desperation. "What had happened here, it feels heavy, burdened?"
"The only burden here has been taken care of," Zachariah smirked. "Come, do have a seat?"
"I don't plan on staying long," Cas replied matter of factly. "Ruby has been resurrected, this effects everyone, I need to know if you or any other angels know why or how?"
"Castiel," Zachariah said. "Do you know what the word loyalty means?"
"Yes of course," Cas replied, seeming a bit confused with his brother's intentions. "It means being completely to devoted to a cause or a-"
"Ok that is quite enough Webster's Dictionary," Zachariah put down the glass of wine he had been drinking and stared Cas straight in the eyes. "I meant what does it mean to you personally, because right now it seems to have Dean Winchester's face written all over it…"
"You misunderstand my intentions brother I never meant to…" Cas stepped forward but Zachariah pushed him further back.
"Silence Castiel," Zachariah said, his teeth gritted. "You do realize that Gabriel has committed treason now with Sam, and this will be your second offense when it comes to Dean Winchester, you honestly don't know where your loyalties lie do you?"
"I am loyal to heaven and man," Cas sternly replied. "And you cannot question otherwise."
"Oh but I'm afraid I must," Zachariah walked closer to Cas, pushing him into a wall and becoming face to face with him. "You see Castiel I'm not scared of you, or the Winchesters, or anything on heaven or earth, now if you choose to double cross me I will not hesitate to deal with you and make you bow down like the submissive bitch dog that you are, do I make myself clear?"
Castiel could feel Zachariah's breath on his cheeks, the angel's eyes bore into what felt like Castiel's very soul. He knew where his loyalties lay. Who was Zachariah to question?
"Thank you for your time brother," Cas pushed away from him and walked towards the open doors. "We have an understanding."
"Good," Zachariah smirked. "Because one false move…"
Zachariah snapped his fingers and the wine glass shattered, red wine oozing into the cracks of the table like freshly spilt blood. Cas gulped, he wouldn't show fear though. Fear was the enemy. He and Zachariah held a knowing look for awhile and Castiel flew away to earth before the wine could even have a chance to dry.
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Sam walked the streets and before long settled on coffee outside at a café on main street. He pulled out his laptop and begun to type. No people were out, none but him and the people in the café making lattes and frappes paying no attention to the outside world.
"So," a hauntingly familiar voice said to Sam. "Made a breakthrough I see, well look. at. that. Sammy, well done."
Sam gasped when he looked up and held the gaze of his worst nightmare come true.
"You were always so damn smart…" Lucifer smirked and cocked his head. "Didja miss me?"
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Dean felt his stomach, the child inside hardly felt alive in there. It didn't need to eat or move, it survived on Dean's soul, and thus far that was alive and well. Dean stared into the mirror at himself, he looked horrid, like sleep hadn't come to him in days. He looked like himself, he knew something was off though.
Another flash of white, a shrill cry, demons, demons everywhere.
Dean found himself on the floor moments later, staring into a cracked mirror, one he'd punched without recognition. He had curled in on himself, clutching his now bleeding hand and panting. The room around him stopped spinning and the mirror seemed clear once again. He stared at his reflection, someone he'd known for years…now he wasn't so sure.
The mirror wasn't the only thing that was cracked anymore.
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OMG Ruby AND Lucifer are back! Double WTF!
And what is happening to Dean? Any guesses anyone?
And where do Cas' loyalties lie?
Answers will come soon.