Castiel's flight was interrupted by a wave of grace knocking him off course. His 'angel radio' -as Dean called it- buzzed with the confusion his brothers and sisters were feeling. To Castiel it was the now familiar grace of Supernatural that swept across the heavenly host. He knew the others were looking for it's source, and when their voices picked up he knew they had found the small field with the two impalas.

"It's just the Winchesters." Castiel felt the exasperation of his sibling.

"Who are the other two?" This question was echoed by many of the host.

"Father?" This question from a fledgling. The host immediately followed this line of thought, over powering Castiel with.

Castiel's own thoughts were focused to were the two impalas were parked, seeing the two 'teenagers' hug each other and walk towards the Winchesters. He heard the host buzz with questions as Dean pulled Supernatural into a brief hug. Not for the first time Castiel wondered what exactly the two teenagers were, seeing as how the grace from Supernatural was more powerful than any with the information he had gathered, a name, he prepared to fly back to earth. Why would a Wendigo have anything to do with two gods?

Getting out of the car, trying not to fall turned out to be difficult, especially when Homestuck literally flew at him and picked him up. His friend wrapped him into a tight hug, Supernatural could feel his friends tears soaking his collar.

"Winnie! You're back!" His friends cheerful voice rang in his ears, the relief evident. His voice shook slightly, as he sniffled.

"Yeah, Homes…." Supernatural said, still feeling guilty about what he had done and almost done while a trickster. I can't believe I made him cry, he bit his lip to stop from crying himself.

Sensing his friend's discomfort Homestuck, put his friend down and held him at arm's length. Supernatural noticed the dried blood on Homestuck's face and had to look away. He bit his lip so hard he drew blood, he wiped it on his sleeve, not allowing it to heal just yet. I deserve this and more, he thought as he felt tears start to fall.

"I-I'm sorry, Homestuck. For everything. We shouldn't have come here." He buried his face in his hands and inhaled shakily. Homestuck pulled him back into a tight hug, rubbing his back in soothing circles.

"Winnie. It's not your fault. It's whoever the fuck turned you, got it?" Supernatural nodded against the other fandoms shoulder, his friend continued, "Now you're going to tell me who did this to you and we're going to kick their ass and make them pay. Got it?"

Supernatural raised his head so he was looking at the now ruined trees around them, "Yeah, I guess," He trailed off, "I am sorry though. For calling you a demon, and all that other stuff..."

Homestuck pulled back out of the hug and his face broke into a smile, the sight helping calm Supernatural's nerves. "It's alright, Winnie. We were both kind of asses to each other," he punched his friend's arm. "Now, let's get back so we can figure out how to get home."

Supernatural returned the smile and nodded. He was thankful that his friend knew how uncomfortable 'chick flick moments' made him. He then motioned behind him and with a wave of his hand and some grace his car shrunk into a necklace, which he fastened around his neck before turning back to Homestuck.

Together they walked back towards the brothers.

As soon as Supernatural was within reach Dean pulled him into a protective hug, not caring about chick flick moments for once in his life. He felt the teenager grab his jacket and hold on for dear life, I'll kill the son of a bitch that did this was Dean's violent thought as he felt the fandom shake. He felt tears threaten to fall from his eyes as he heard a mumbled apology from the teenager, no one tries to fuck with a Winchester brother and gets away with it, he thought as he held the teenager tighter. He saw something on the fandom's feather that looked like fur but decided to bring it up when he could trust his voice not to shake.

Dean patted the fandoms back before letting go and getting into the car.

No one mentioned what had just taken place as they joined him and they set off back to Bobby's.

Just in the cover of the trees, outside of view from the brothers or the fandoms, a certain antler-clad cannibal growled under their breath. It was rather rude of him to go back on his promise, they thought as they turned and walked back towards the portal they had come out of, not bothering to watch the group drive off.

The fandom's had fallen asleep in the back leaning against each other while Sam and Dean remained awake, and alert. Dean because he was pissed, and Sam because he was mostly worried about what could over power an apparent god. Sam looked sideways at his brother and how tightly he was gripping the wheel. I haven't seen him like this since Yellow Eyes, he thought as Bobby's house came into view.

"Hey Sam."Dean's voice pulled him out of his thought filled haze.

"Yeah Dean?" He answered.

"Remind me tomorrow. There was fur or something on the kid's wings, looked like deer." Sam faced his brother fully.

"What do you mean deer?" They had come to a stop and were just idling now, the lights bright in the otherwise pitch black junk yard.

"I mean I think there's deer hair on him, and I want to know if any of the others like them are involved." Dean finished as he turned off the car, plunging the world into darkness, before he got out and stormed into the house. Not even bothering to wake the other two up.

Sam sighed and reached to tell the other two to head in. Bleary eyed and half asleep they complied, leaving Sam alone to his thoughts as he slowly walked inside. I sure as hell want to know why anyone would do that to someone. His sleep deprived mind thought as he closed the door, completely missing the dark-antlered, gaunt figure hidden beside the old cars in the lot.

Hey! Sorry for another long pause, I'm really trying to make these updates worth your time! Please leave a review, and have a good day/week c: