Quetzal - yay! chapter! i should have gone to sleep five hours ago! if theres a sentence that doesn't make sense then thats probably why!

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Chapter 3

Sam looked up when Castiel walked into the room, rather than just popping in like he normally did. He'd only kicked Dean out a few hours before, Sam sighed, wondering if Dean had sent Cas to check on him. "Sam" Cas acknowledged politely. Sam nodded , faintly exasperated.

"Something wrong?" he asked. Cas looked thoughtful at that, Sam felt dread pooling in his stomach. "Cas?" he asked, warily.

"It would appear the small amount of Grace I gave your brother when I healed him after Hell as caused him to develop an ability uncommon in humans." He finally said. Sam stared.

"I..is he ok?" he asked moving to pry himself out of bed and check on his idiotic brother before he got himself into something stupid (pot meet kettle). The disapproving look Cas shot him made him wince and settle back against the pillows once more.

"Dean is fine." He explained dryly. Sam stared at him, knowing damn well that wasn't it.

"What exactly can he do now?" he finally asked when the angel made no move to say anything more. Cas tilted his head to the side thoughtfully.

"He had gained the ability to see via his soul. Thus allowing him to view things about the world not normally visible to humans, such as my wings and other humans souls." Sam blinked, Dean could see Castiels wings? Sam felt a faint flicker of jealousy at that, wondering what they must look like.

"So he's alright then? Where is he?"

"Your brother is currently in the lobby waiting for me to go get him." Cas answered. Sam sighed, he hated it when Cas got like this.

"Why is he in the lobby instead of telling me himself?" Cas was silent for a long moment before giving him a slightly worried look. Something Sam didn't remember seeing for anything less than double digit numbers of demons.

"Due to the demons blood your soul looks extremely unsettling on the surface. He did not wish for himself to potentially react negatively without you understanding why your presence was making your brother uncomfortable." Sam wanted to just crumple at that. He knew his soul was tainted, but that it would be bad enough to make Dean and his new ability freak out? He had hoped , but. "Your soul is not corrupted Samuel Winchester." Cas all but snapped at him before Sam could completely descend into a pity party. "On the surface it is tainted, but once one looks beyond that your soul is far brighter than most humans." Cas rebuked. Sam winced, embarrassed.

"Uh, right…" Sam nodded, Cas studied him for a moment before adding one more thing.

"Deans sight is still relatively weak, he will not be able to see past the surface yet." hu? Sam thought for a moment before he understood. So dean wouldn't be able to see anything but the demons blood. Sam wilted a bit at this. "I explained it to Dean already. He understands that it is not how your soul truly is, but he must adjust to you before his ability grows any stronger." Sam stared for a moment before sighing heavily.

"Alright, get him up here." Sam finally agreed, wondering if Dean was going to go running out of the room or something because he looked horrifying. Cas considered him for a long moment before nodding and vanished.

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Dean was weathering the slightly gross feeling as he got closer to Sam's room pretty well. It was nothing like the demon which had nearly knocked him flat. This just left him feeling sort of vaguely uncomfortable. He paused outside Sam's hospital room, bracing himself, before stepping inside.

Dean stared, Sam stared back worriedly. Dean blinked a few times in stunned silence, before speaking.

"Dude, that is Fucking gross looking." He finally said. Sam gave him a decidedly blank look, having expected something a bit more – violent, than that. Dean saw the look and raised an eye brow. "What were you expecting Sammy? For me to scream and run away like a little bitch?" he smirked. Sam chuckled a little weakly, looking embarrassed. "Still looks gross as fuck." Dean added. Sam scowled.

Cas watched the exchange curiously. "What do you see Dean?" he asked, an edge of concern in his voice. Dean frowned at him before looking back at Sam.

"It's that purple color, really dark purple in spots, but no black….but there's like – cracks in it. And a kinda sky blue showing through there."He answered with a shrug. Cas and Sam starred at him. "What?" he asked defensively. Cas hesitated, uncertain.

"You shouldn't have been able to see the cracks, or the blue." he finally said, sounding faintly worried. "The Demon must have affected you more then it seemed. Your soul is becoming more attuned to my Grace faster than I had thought it could."

"Will he be alright?" Sam asked shooting Dean worried looks.

"…My Grace in of itself cannot harm him, even if it wasn't becoming attuned to his soul. Deans body and soul can withstand an Archangel just as you can, my grace is not powerful enough to do him real damage. Whether he can adapt to the abilities he seems to be gaining is another matter, I simply don't know" Dean and Sam exchanged another worried look at this. Right so bad, but not really bad.

"So just keep an eye on the situation and don't get carried away, right?" Sam asked, Cas nodded.

"Yes, I will need to work with Dean on his new senses soon as well, as it is he cannot stand the presence of Demons and still be capable of defending himself." Sam shot Dean a looked a bit chagrined.

"I almost fucking fell over and felt like i was gonna puke, and i wasn't even right next to it." Sam swore softly at this.

"He will be able to handle it eventually right?" Sam asked. Cas nodded.

"He should. all angels must be trained to tolerate the presence of demons long enough to kill them so it can certainly be done."

"Right, that good i guess. how long does that normally take?" Sam asked. Cas gave him a faintly amused look.

"Many hundreds of years." he waited a beat before adding. "Of course angels are many many time more sensitive then Dean currently is." Dean glared at him, one eye brow twitching.

"Dude, not funny." Cas merely gave him a look that said in no uncertain terms 'i have no idea what your talking about'. Sam snickered.

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quetzal - ha, had you going there with sammy, didn't i?