Pleasure My Angel World: Part 2

Tommy stared hard at them, his expression one of scrutiny and slight confusion. Dean's was one of fear and confusion so they weren't that far off. "You and Uncle Sam look a lot younger, did they wipe your minds too?" Tommy pushed a little, evidently looking to find an answer. His father was much older than the man standing in front of him, as was his uncle. Obviously the other two supernatural creatures he knew must have had something to do with it, right? His mind reeled as he tried to figure out why the three standing across from him had no words as to what was going on. Gabriel and Balthazar were angels and both capable of this kind of thing, but he doubted that either of them would let them forget their family. Dean would never want to forget him, would he? No, there must have been something else then. Maybe it was another demon like they'd dealt with before. "Wait... was it Snowe? Is he possessed again?"

"Snowe? No. Who's that?" Dean made a face; his mind still unsure of what to do in that situation, defaulting to somewhat of a dick seemed his best option. "Whatever kid, I'm not your dad now get out of our way, we need to see Castiel." Dean tried to move past him but Tommy grabbed his arm firmly and pulled him back again, surprisingly strong for a human, if that's really what he was.

"Hold it," Tommy sounded a little hurt but he did well to hide most of it. "If you're not my dad then I'm sure as hell not letting you near my mom, you son of a bitch."

"He kinda does sound like you, man." Jet chuckled, moving to ease Tommy's grip, "Chill out, kiddo. We're not from around here but we look like people you or your parents might have known."

Tommy glared at Jet suspiciously, "None of us know someone like you, did you do this?"

"What? Me?" Jet looked at Dean and Sam with as much innocence as he could, "I wouldn't do anything strange, would I?"

"Does all the time count?" Sam smiled, getting a bit of a laugh from Dean. "But no, Tommy this is Jet and he's one of our friends. He's very trustworthy so don't worry about him, okay? He's not lying either, we're dimension travellers."

Tommy's face flinched a little with recognition, "Well... my parents had a run in with something like that a long time ago..." his expression softened a little though he was still extremely distrusting. "I'm going to take you to him but I swear, if you do anything I will slaughter you. Don't think for a second that I won't."

"You allow murder in this world?" Dean tried to shrug it off like nothing though he would've been lying if he said it didn't unnerve him a little. The guy was so young looking and yet he still threatened a life like a pro.

"Weird dimension travellers? Who would know?" Tommy started walking after giving them a slight glare over his shoulder. "I've done it before with a demon so like I said, watch it."

"No problem," Jet sounded surprisingly friendly despite the death threat, "We're not really going to do anything so there's no need for us to worry about it."

Tommy only grunted back as a reply, clearly not sold on the whole thing. Sam caught up to his side, walking slightly behind so as not to look like he were attempting anything, "You're really defensive of your mom, has something happened before?"

"Demons go after mom a lot, or at least they did. It's been a while since we've heard anything, several years since I killed the last one that possessed my brother-in-law. And that last demon had been messing in his life for nearly 15 years before it did anything. There was one several years before that one that also tried to kill him so yeah, I'm a little wary about it. It's been a while and I don't want to risk anything happening now." Tommy explained whilst keeping an eye on Sam though he didn't seem to be as edgy about Sam as he was about Dean and Jet.

Jet leaned over to Dean, "What the hell? Why do they all fall for Sam like that?"

Dean chuckled and shrugged, "Dunno, same reason we do I guess." He looked at Tommy long and hard after the explanation though, wondering what any demon might want with Castiel. He was a friggin' singer, sure he was famous and loved all around the world but he was still just a celebrity. What could they possibly do with Cas? "Hey, Tommy, why would a demon want your mom?"

"If you don't know then I'm not giving it away." Obviously Tommy had that Winchester stubborn streak, something that made Sam laugh. Nature vs. nurture and clearly 'thick-headed and difficult' was a Winchester's natural trait.

"Well then answer this, how is it you can kill demons?" Dean wasn't about to give up; he was a Winchester first after all.

"I'm not all human." The young man gave in a little; Sam figured it was more of a scare tactic. If they didn't know what he was then maybe he was scarier in their imaginations than real life.

"A supernatural being made up of a human and something else," Jet crossed his arms and looked at the two travelling with him, "Obviously the demons wanted Cas because he was the non-human part of the relationship. So whatever the other half of this kid is must be what Cas is."

"Was. Mom's human now so it doesn't matter anymore."

"But you're not human, right? So you're strong enough to protect her- I mean him?" Dean caught up to Tommy's other side, looking at his face as he led them down the hall and past ridiculous amounts of security. Tommy nodded, meeting Dean's eyes briefly before quickly looking away again, he didn't want to end up trusting them any more than he already was. "You're worried, aren't you? Because you're the only one who can keep him safe?"

"Not exactly, there's Balthazar and Gabriel too." Tommy evidently avoided saying what they were, which only gave away that they must have been the same thing.

Sam furrowed his brow, knowing that he'd heard of Gabriel before and that he was some guy that apparently hooked up with him in other universes. But the name, aside from being a somewhat common name, it could have been more of a clue than anything else. The Gabriel he'd met earlier wasn't the common ethnicity for the name, and it was also the name of an archangel in the Bible. Archangels weren't human and could be considered the opposite of demons, therefore possibly being targets of one. "Are you guys angels, by any chance?"

Tommy looked at him in a way that gave it away immediately though he tried to hide it, "No, where'd you get that?"

"Don't bother, you're as bad at lying as your dad is." Sam chuckled, earning himself a glare from Dean. "And I don't know why you'd hide that, it's pretty cool."

"We did meet a Cas who used to be an angel," Dean added thoughtfully, "He lost his wings too, I wonder why the angels are falling?"

"Probably not connected." Tommy shook his head, "This was kind of a specific incident, the other angels in the area are fine so I doubt it was an epidemic or something. Anyway, we're almost there, you can ask my mom what you need to then you can leave. We don't want trouble around here."

Dean wished he could figure out what exactly had happened to make the kid so protective and defensive. Of course, if he stopped in every single world and tried to figure out the backstory he'd be there for an extremely long period of time. "You sound like you need a vacation, kiddo."

"I'm actually pretty good, we vacation regularly."

"So then you need to relax when you go, you're pretty uptight."

Tommy frowned at him, still skeptical and untrusting, "I don't let my guard down for just anybody, alright? I'm not always like this."

"I'll keep that in mind." Dean smiled at him, figuring that maybe he was getting somewhere on the trust scale. After all, Tommy hadn't shut down and told him to shut up.

Earlier, elsewhere...

The performance over and everyone unwinding, Castiel was too excited about his other self. The lighting on stage had made it difficult to see properly but Cas had an idea that the stranger wasn't too different than him. Over two decades, possibly even three, had passed since the last time he had run into another version of himself. Regardless it had been one hell of an experience, he'd thought dealing with a demon the years before was weird but clearly he didn't think outside the box far enough.

Granted the time he'd fallen into an alternate reality was actually an attempt on his life by someone, a friend who claimed to have better intentions. Fun and games wouldn't be how he'd describe it, especially since he'd had to deal with a Dean that was cruel and unloving for a while. Truth be told though it was a way to strengthen his own relationship, it showed him how much his Dean really loved him and missed him.

So, since there was a new Castiel visiting him that time, he couldn't just pass it up and ignore it. "Damn, you really do look like me." Castiel circled the priest, looking him over thoroughly as he did so. "You've got the hair, the eyes, and the body. Hell, you can move too. Who are you? Are you from another dimension?"

"You… know about that?" Cas watched himself carefully though he wasn't too scared about a celebrity. The first world he'd gone to with his new companions had a Castiel that had experienced some form of time travel, this one could have possibly dealt with dimensions. It wasn't that much of a stretch, though Cas wasn't exactly comfortable with the thought of people skipping over to other dimensions on their own. It felt unstable to him, they had no training to do it and no guidance, how easily they could be lost to the void was extremely high, it would screw up their world indefinitely.

"We've dealt with some dimensional messy crap before," The singer muttered the words that Cas had been hoping to not hear as the celebrity lifted up the back of his alternate self's coat.

"Hey!"

"Just checking something, calm down."

"What the hell are you checking, my ass?!"

Cas chuckled and nodded, "Exactly what I'm looking at."

The priest pulled away and adjusted his jacket with a light huff; he wasn't sure how he felt about this one. "This isn't a joke, my being here is a symbol that something is wrong with your world."

"Never said it was a joke, just wanted to know if you were as similar as the last me I ran into." He paused and looked the priest up and down again, his hand over his mouth thoughtfully. "Are you an angel too?" Apparently he wasn't too worried about the possibility of a threat.

"Angel? No. I'm a High Priest of The Faith, I-"

"What's 'The faith'?" As well he was far too used to being the center of attention. At least the last singer they'd come across was a great listener; this one was a full-tale diva.

"It's what we call the belief and knowledge of certain things." Castiel wasn't exactly in the mood for exposition but the expression he met indicated that his other self wasn't about to let him escape with that answer. "Basically there are hundreds of thousands of different dimensions and realities all on the main timeline, they each technically have their own timeline but all are connected to the main one. Just like they have their own dimensions they're still all connected in some way to the mainline, the Faith is knowing this, believing in this. The Faith is knowing that there are higher entities above even the Gods of the dimensions; as well it's knowing that these entities have a hand in the fate of the worlds. It's a sort of religion as well as a way of life, not so much a creation story as it is a cycle."

"So it's kind of like a library." The performer Castiel nodded in understanding, "Each book is a dimension and they're all on the shelves of the library. The shelves are the roads connecting them and the library is this 'mainline' dimension that holds all of it. That's pretty crazy… I'd say too crazy for me but you're standing right here so… I don't know what I can say to that really."

"I guess you could see it like that, yes." The priest folded his arms over his chest and leaned against a wall, "A High Priest is a person that works for those entities I spoke of. They always come in pairs and take care of the dimensional problems that occur. Imagine if the library was on top of a pit with monsters lurking, and those monsters were able to get inside any world in any book if it were open to them. The high priests are the ones sent to remove those creatures and fix the world the book's story was originally supposed to be in."

"What monsters are you talking about? I haven't seen anything here."

"Well… I may have exaggerated." He looked away somewhat sheepishly, "The fires leading us to this world were much weaker and of a different colour. This basically means that you're at risk but I don't think anything's here. My team wanted to take a short break, we've had a hard time lately…" He felt silly saying it, like they were burdened with saving the universe and they got tired so clearly it was time to take an easy job despite there being several other places they could have gone. In the time he'd worked alone he rarely took a break, it took long enough in some worlds to find the damned void monsters that he didn't feel he needed any down time. On top of that, after joining with Dean and the others, they spent more time finding one another that he felt like it made even less sense. But judging by his counter part's expression he figured maybe he was the only one who thought so.

"How long have you been at this?" The singer sounded sympathetic if nothing else, it was that they were in a world with friendly people again. The wasteland wasn't something he'd ever want to visit again if he had a choice.

"Myself personally? I believe it's been hundreds of years, I haven't kept track as much as I probably should have. The others have been with me for much less. I'd say a few months at the most. Maybe two." He smiled; it still felt like longer than that. Like Dean had been there, always with him and ready to catch him. He was living those years alone in search of one person and now it didn't matter how long things took, how far they'd go, as long as they were all together. He'd never trade Sam in, he'd never tell Jet to go home, he was far too used to his new family.

"That's a really long time to be alone," The sound of the other Castiel's voice was somewhat disheartened, his face full of sympathy and sadness. "How are you holding up? Is it weird to be with others now?"

"I… Sometimes? It was harder before; I had a hard time talking to them. Now… I don't know, I don't know how I managed to do any of this on my own, especially for that long. I start to miss them, for example right now I wish they were here."

"You're in love."

"Excuse me?" The priest looked at his alternate self's smiling face, his own mostly surprised.

"You're in love with one of them, Dean I'm assuming."

While it was true, Castiel couldn't believe it was that obvious on his face. Was every other Castiel extreme perceptive or was he just really ignorant? Regardless of that answer it wasn't all that relevant. "Well, yes I am… Is it that obvious?"

"Extremely. I know the love struck look too well, I had for a really long time, still do though it changes after a period of time. Kids will do that."

The priest paused and furrowed his brow, looking over at himself a little more seriously now. "Did you say… kids?"

"Yeah, Dean and I had one and we sort of helped raise some orphans along the way too. You'll meet Tommy soon, I'm sure he'll be here any moment." The singer grinned from ear to ear at the way his dimension travelling guest paled and went through a series of expressions before settling on neutral.

"…kids…" Castiel repeated again, this time to himself and a little more thoughtful. Of course thoughtful or not he couldn't hide the tinge of fear lurking in his mind. He and Dean? Kids? What on earth would their son look like? What would Dean say? Cas didn't even know what kind of father he'd make. Not that it was his kid, but it was kind of his kid. "What do I say to him?"

"To Tommy?"

"No, Dean. He's probably freaking out right now."

"So are you. Just say whatever comes to mind, you guys'll work through it." The singer smiled and stood up, "I gotta make a phone call, my baby's probably upset I haven't done it yet."

"Dean?"

"Yep, who else?" He gave a wink before fishing out his phone and wandering a little ways off.

Castiel remained seated and thinking, his eyes only getting wider when he heard the door behind him open. "Mom?" A voice that sounded like it would be somewhat familiar, a sort of mix between him and Dean but younger. Cas glanced over to the door and tightened his jaw when he saw his Dean approaching.

Author's Note:

Sorry the update took so long, I was sort of celebrating my birthday on the 9th alone and didn't feel like doing anything for anybody all week :P Kind of a big baby move but I was in a state of mind that might've ruined anything I was writing so I stayed away from it lest I do something I'd regret ^_^

Anyway hope you all enjoyed, thanks for reading! Lemme know what you think so far, I appreciate all the reviews and favourites it's been getting, glad people are liking it :D