The Reconstruction of Rome: The Inside Out Man
By: M14Mouse
Summary: They are nothin' but idijits…both of them. But by god…he hoped they figured it out.
Disclaimer: Don't own them.
They are idijits.
It was plain and simple.
He had no idea what Cas and Sam were thinking when they thought of this hair brain idea of theirs.
If he was still alive, he would hit them over the heads. He hoped that he would knock some sense into their heads. He knew better.
Those two are stubborn as a mule in a work field.
And yet…he understood.
He understood why Cas and Sam were doing this. Hell, he would be doing the same thing with much more sense.
Damn, idijits…
They are going give him a heart attack even if he was dead.
It wasn't the first time that they got him into some sort of mess. Like the last time, he couldn't be around to help them out of it. He could only watch on his damn tv as he watched Sam do the trials. God, it nearly broke him when he first heard.
Watching it….was another nightmare.
"Are you sure, Sam?" Castiel asked.
"I already started, didn't I?" I can't stop now," Sam said as he coughed into his hand.
God…the kid looked liked that he gone to hell again. That wasn't a stab to the gut…he didn't know what was.
"I know."
"You will take care of Dean, won't you?"
"Sam…"
"I know. I know. We had this conversation before."
"Sam."
"You know it as well as I that this might be the end for me. I just want to make sure that he will be okay and someone has his back."
"Sam…we have no idea how these trials will end for you," Cas said softly.
"You said so yourself that my atoms are changing. I know…I know how these trials end for me, Cas. Dean hoped that I will make it through but you and I…we know better."
"And you don't? Yes, what I told Dean what happening to you can not be fixed. I have not lost hope that means your end. Once, I believe that you had expressed that you hope to survive the trials."
Sam smiled slightly at Castiel. He looked liked a damn broken puppy. That kid got more boxes of Lucky Charms out of that look than anything else.
"I have hope, Cas. It just isn't the hope that you and Dean have."
Cas sighed softly.
"This feeling is much like the one I had before you jumped into the cage."
"I'm sorry. I really am. I don't like doing this to you or Dean. I put you and Dean through enough."
"True but I can image that we have done the same to you."
"Cas…"
"No…Dean may not understand but I do. We put you through hell as well, Sam."
"Cas…"
"No. You shouldn't be the only one to take on guilty, Sam. I have my own as you put it…crosses to bear."
Damn it…he didn't get all choke up at damn angel's words. Hell, he was right and he knew it. Damn road paced with good intentions. All of them damn did it…for themselves, for others…for the damn world.
"But promise me…don't lose hope."
Sam smiled slightly.
"Man is, properly speaking, based upon hope; he has no other possession but hope; this world of his is emphatically the place of hope," Sam said.
Hope.
It was god damn hope that is what these boys wanted when they bugged the crap out of him. It was enough to drag him out of retirement for it. It was enough to go to an enemy for it. It was enough not to tell Dean about it. It was enough to try to save Dean.
It was enough to drive him nuts.
One thing that he did know….he was going to help these boys.
Even if it was enough to get him killed….again.
End of The Inside Out Man
A/N: So…can we talk about last week's episode? I have no idea how to react. I mean, it is good for Cas to have something to do. I am really 0_o about this. I have definitely put an end on this story. I finished the last chapter this weekend but it sort of holding chapter. It really depends on this week's episode on how or if I continue this story. Read and Review if you wish.