Chapter 15 – Planning for Dummies

Sam and Gabriel crawled along the battlement overlooking the castle gate. They kept low to the floor and dragged Castiel along with them. It really wouldn't do to be found out at this point in time.

The giant peeked over the wall. He immediately dropped down again. "Gabriel," he hissed, "there are more than thirty."

"So what?" Gabriel asked, trying to brush off his concerns.

"So what?" Sam threw a bitch face at him. "I don't like those odds."

"Yeah, but you forget," the swordsman lifted Cas's head, "we've got this guy." He shifted the pirate around so he was leaning against the wall. "Help me out here. We're gonna have to force-feed him."

The giant glanced at the sun. "I don't think it's been fifteen minutes yet."

"Not really, but we haven't got much time." He rummaged in his clothes to find the pill. "The wedding starts in half an hour. We've gotta strike in the chaos beforehand." He held up the pouch and removed the pill. "Tilt his head back and open his mouth." He ordered.

Sam did so, and Gabriel gave the pill a kiss of good luck before shoving it in Castiel's mouth. The giant forced his mouth shut and tilted it for the swallow that followed. They sat there for a few moments, staring at the mostly dead man.

"How long before we know that the miracle worked?" Sam asked aloud.

"How should I know?" Gabriel replied, and he would have said more, but Castiel's eyes sprang open.

He quickly took in the scene. "Whether apart or together, I can still take you both." He growled.

Gabriel clapped a hand over his mouth before he could say any more. "Not that long." He was slightly impressed.

Cas frowned but didn't speak as the swordsman lowered his hand. He grunted slightly as his body barely twitched. "Why can't I move my body?" He asked.

"You've been mostly dead all day." Sam explained. Cas's expression didn't really clear up though, but the giant couldn't blame the guy.

"We had Brilliant Bobby bring you back." Gabriel offered further.

"I see." Castiel's soul-searching stare switched back and forth between the two. "Are we still enemies? Why am I with you and on this wall?" His body gave a jolt. "Where's Dean?"

"Let me explain." Gabriel started. He then made an abortive gesture. "Scratch that, there's too much. Let me summarize."

The swordsman leaned over Cas. "Dean is going to marry Anna in less than half an hour. We have to get in, break up the wedding, steal the hunter, and make our escape. After I kill Count Metatron."

Castiel's fingers began to tap against his chest as he mulled this over. "Quite a lot for such little time."

"I'm surprised you can move your fingers already." Sam pointed out the movement.

"I'm a fast healer. I have to be." Cas explained. "What are our liabilities?"

"There is only one castle gate." Gabriel said as he lifted the pirate so he could see. Together, all three of them peeked over the wall. "And it's guarded by… sixty men." He quickly counted.

They dropped back down. "Assets?" Castiel continued, his mind already feverishly working.

"Your brains, Sam's strength, my steel." Gabriel listed confidently.

Castiel stared at him in disbelief. "That's it?" He shook his head. "Impossible. These sorts of things take time, and with so little…"

"Hey, you shook your head though." Gabriel was feeling a bit discouraged, so he tried to look at the bright side.

The pirate looked between the two. "If that's supposed to make me happy, it doesn't." He said seriously. He sighed and closed his eyes. "Brains, strength, and steel can only go so far. If only there was a wheelbarrow, or a cart…"

Gabriel looked at Sam. "Where did we put the wheelbarrow that the nun had?"

"Behind the bushes, I think."

Castiel pulled out his own bitch face. "And is there a reason that wasn't on the list of assets?" Neither responded so he returned to thinking. He sighed. "What I wouldn't do for a holocaust cloak."

"What about this?" Sam pulled out a large black cloak from the pouch at his waist.

"Where did you even get that?" Gabriel stared at it in shock.

"At The Roadhouse." He replied. "Jo said they didn't have a use for it, so I could keep it."

"Alright." Cas said. "I've got a plan. Lift me up." The three started to make their way off of the battlement. "And I'm going to need a sword."

Gabriel snorted. "You can't even lift one."

"But they don't know that." Cas countered. He waited to talk more as Sam climbed down and Gabriel tossed him into his waiting arms. Once Gabriel was also on the ground, he continued. "Now, there will be some problems once we're inside."

"I'll say," Gabriel pointed out. "Like, how do I find the Count? How do I find you again once I do? Then, how do we escape?"

"We know, Gabriel." Sam said in an exasperated tone to the easily excitable man. "We don't need you pointing it out."

"Right." Gabriel supported Cas as they walked over to where the wheelbarrow was.

Sam sighed. "I hope this works."

Inside the castle, Dean was also feeling nervous. After all, the wedding was in almost no time at all, his and Charlie's plan to break him out had been a failure so far, and now that he was finally allowed out of his room, he was followed everywhere by "body guards."

He scowled as he adjusted the wedding suit he had been forced into.

"You don't seem all that excited." Michael commented as he entered the room just to the side of the chapel.

"Should I be?" Dean shot back. He crossed his arms and leaned so he could look out the window.

"Most couples about to be wed seem to be." The prince said coolly.

Dean snorted. "You know, whatever happened to it being fine that I don't want to marry Anna?" He gave a glance at the armed guards that had been following him around all afternoon. "This feels more like I'm being forced."

"Anna will go to great lengths to get what she wants." He seemed to shudder a bit at that, piquing Dean's curiosity. Michael then followed it with, "It's something we share in common."

Dean studied him for a moment. "Well, it doesn't matter. I'm not getting married. Cas will get here in time." He turned and walked into the chapel because he knew if he tried to leave the other way, he'd be stopped. He threw a frown at the darkening sky as he did so.

Michael smiled at his naivety. After all, he knew better.

Fairly soon, both he and his sister would have exactly what they want.

AN: Wednesday's episode: Agh! Besides some unnecessary parts and OOCness, I couldn't help but love it. I won't give any spoilers to those who haven't seen it yet, but Destiel, my friends, Destiel! We're so close to canon I can practically smell it. On another note, not much happens in this chapter, but next time, we're storming the castle!