Hey guys! Thanks for all the amazing feedback! I just realized that this story had 99 follows before I even uploaded the other two chapters that I just did yesterday. Like wow I'm so glad you guys are liking it. Here's another chapter, enjoy!

Dean rolled his eyes before closing them and tilting his head toward the ceiling, "Hey Cas you got a minute? We got a sitchee-ation with Crowley."

Dean opened his eyes and a moment later the familiar whoosh of wings echoed through the Arrowcave. Cas appeared facing Dean.

"Hello Dean." His voice came out in its usual grumble, he spotted Felicity over Dean's shoulder and smiled, "Hello Felicity Smoak, I have missed you."

Felicity grinned and walked over to hug him, "I've missed you too, Cas."

Oliver and Diggle raised an eyebrow at her as she hugged Cas and Roy cleared his throat loudly.

"Um Cas, these are my friends, Diggle, Roy, and—"

"Oliver Queen," Cas finished for her, "I know who they are."

"Can someone explain please?" Diggle asked.

"My name is Castiel, I am an angel of the Lord. I pulled Dean from Hell last year and we have developed a profound bond. I am one of the rare good angels and a surrogate member of the Winchester family."

Sam smiled and chuckled while Dean smiled tightly and clapped a hand on Cas' shoulder.

"Okay Cas listen—" But Cas was distracted by Jo waving to him.

"Hello Joanna,"

"Jo can you not?" Dean asked and Jo giggled, he turned back to the angel, "Cas we have a problem."

"Oh yes, Crowley. What has he done now?"

"He is setting ghouls loose in my city." Oliver grumbled.

"Apparently since Oliver started his endeavor as a vigilante it has messed up the 'ecosystem' in Hell." Sam said using air quotes.

"Crowley's 'ecosystem' is, as Dean would say, bullshit," Cas mused, "What do you need me for?"

"We need you as back up in case Crowley's pulls something. We're gonna try talking to him." Jo told him.

"Do you need a summoning spell?" he asked.

"Nah, Sammy knows it." Dean said, you could hear the small hint of pride Dean felt towards Sam.

Oliver stepped forwards, "Okay before we continue," everyone turned to look at him, "Are we sure this is where we want to this? I know it's hidden but it isn't as large as I would like and it is full of weapons."

"Oliver's right" Felicity spoke up, "We need to take a step back from this. We all need some sleep and we need to sit down and figure out what we're going to say to Crowley. We're going into this too quick."

Dean was about to protest but Sam said something first, "They're right Dean, I know you want to stop this. I know you can't stand Crowley, but we all need to think about this more. I need sleep, and so do you."

"Sammy I'm fine—"

"No Dean, you're over tired and you haven't eaten since yesterday."

Dean clenched his jaw and closed his eyes but took a deep breath and nodded. Jo put a hand on his chest and leaned into his side, "It's only five, let's just head back to Oliver's and rest for a little while?" Dean looked down at her and nodded. He kissed her forehead and looked to everyone else.

"Well?" he grumbled, his cheeks burned slightly and Jo smirked up at him.

"Let's get some dinner and we can talk Crowley when we eat," Diggle suggested.

Oliver nodded, "We'll order in. I've got it covered."

"Oliver really you don't have to." Felicity said slightly guilty, she had brought her family there and Oliver was being more than accommodating.

"Don't worry about it Felicity, I'm a billionaire living by himself because his mother is in jail. I can buy you and your family some Chinese food." She nodded and he added, "You're coming too Roy. We'll be discussing the plan and you can sleep in a decent bed instead of your shitty mattress."

"I like my shitty mattress." He grumbled then asked, "Can I sleep in Thea's bed? She's in Bermuda."

"Hell no." Oliver huffed and he left the Arrowcave first.

"Um… what should I do?" Cas asked suddenly.

Dean patted his back as they all left Verdant, "You can come too Cas, and watch over us while we sleep."

Cas nodded seriously, he didn't even notice the sarcasm in Dean's voice. Everyone else noticed the slight sincerity though.

-x-

Back at the Queen's Roy and Dean were eating the last of everyone else's food while they discussed what they were going to do.

"Sit down Cas, goddamit you're makin me antsy." Dean said with a mouth full of fried rice.

Cas cleared his throat, "Sorry." He sat down on the spot on the couch that was next to Dean. Jo and Sam were on the other side. It was a really big couch. Oliver and Felicity were on the loveseat and Roy and Diggle were in the soft chairs.

"So how're we goin about this?" Roy asked.

"Well Crowley is difficult to deal with." Sam said.

"Difficult?" Oliver asked.

"He's a business man. He'll stop doing what you want him to stop doing as long as there is something in it for him." Jo added.

Dean grunted, "And he always fucks you over if you don't know what the hell you're doing."

"So how should we go about this?" Oliver continued.

"Crowley is a man of reason," Cas said, "If we convince him that he doesn't need the souls that you are lynching from him than we might be able to get this problem resolved without casualties."

Felicity looked up from her empty plate, "Unless it's not Hell's ecosystem that Crowley needs souls for."

-x-

It was later that night. Roy and Diggle had bombarded Sam with questions about hunting and his past until around ten before the three of them went to bed. Felicity and Jo had been sitting in the living room catching up on things that they'd missed out on in one another's lives.

Dean was asleep with his head on Jo's lap, she was combing her fingers through his hair. He was on his back, holding Jo's other hand in his as he slept. Felicity smiled at them, "He's sleeping better."

Jo nodded, "A lot better. After he came back from Hell it was really tough, I mean you remember that, you came home for Christmas that year. But when I died in Carthage two years ago, after I came back?" She shook her head, "He could barely sleep. Every couple hours he would wake up crippled with nightmares. Hell, me dying, me dying in hell, you name it."

"He seems okay now." Oliver observed.

"Don't tell him I told you," Jo said smiling sadly, "He can't sleep alone anymore. He holds my hand while he sleeps so that he can feel my pulse. He's been a little restless lately because of Sam, but he's been sleeping better than he has in years."

"I'm sorry I'm not around much," Felicity whispered.

"Felix, don't apologize. We all want you to be happy." Jo told her, "You're mom moved back in with my mom."

"She did?"

Jo nodded, "She wanted us to tell you. Sorry I forgot to mention. She'll probably be visiting soon."

Felicity rolled her eyes, "Of course, at least I'll see it coming this time."

They were quiet for some time before Oliver spoke up, "All of you, you've been through much." Jo and Felicity nodded.

"The boys especially." Felicity said, "Sure Jo's died, and Bobby a couple times but Sam and Dean have been through more shit…" she shook her head.

"I don't know how they do it." Jo whispered, "I don't know how they've held it together for so long."

"Because they have to." Oliver told them, "For the ones they love."

Jo looked at him, "You have the same look in your eyes Ollie Queen, the same look they have."

Oliver looked down at his hands, Felicity took one of them in her own, "You've seen my scars. I'm sure Sam and Dean would look similar if they didn't have an angel to heal them. I've killed, I've…tortured, I have done—a lot of things that aren't much different from your boys here. Sure they might have been different circumstances, and sure they might have been through worse but I understand."

"You should talk to Dean." Jo said matter of fact.

"What?" Oliver asked.

"You should talk to him. Talk to him about Hell, and talk to him about Lian Yu." Felicity added, "It would be good for both of them."

Oliver nodded and bid them a goodnight, and by goodnight he meant 'I'm going out to beat some people up'.

Jo looked at her cousin…no, sister, "It's hard."

"What?"

"Loving Dean Winchester's and Ollie Queen's."

Felicity was going to protest but Jo saw through her like she was glass, "Yeah it is."

Alright guys here's another chapter! Sorry that it's so short, it's kind of like a filler chapter. The next will be full of even more angst, and understanding, and shitting on Crowley a little, and more fam stuff because that's always cute. R&R! One Love, Liz.