Purgatory.
Dean was all alone. Or at least he hoped so. Cas had told him that this was where all evil things go after they die, but so far Dean hadn’t seen any and he hoped that it would stay that way until he found a way out. ‘Cause that was one thing he was certain of. He was going to get out of here and then he would find Cas and kill him.
How could Cas do this to him? Dean had forgiven him for his betrayal, he had given him a second chance and what did Cas do to thank him? He left him at some dark place where he most likely would be ‘ripped to shreds’, to say it with Cas’ words.
Dean heard a growl and he froze. He looked up and came face to face with a wendigo, standing a few yards away from him. Before Dean could do anything, someone grabbed his arm and pulled him behind a rock.
When he saw her face he wanted to kiss her. That’s how happy he was to see her.
“Jo!” he whispered loud.
“Yeah, can we do the group hug later? Right now we need to get out of here” Jo said. She took Dean’s hand and dragged him along.
“How long have you been here?” Dean asked.
“Since mom and I died” Jo answered fast. She braked in front of a cave of which the entrance was hidden behind rocks. “Help me remove these”
Dean helped her make a hole through the rocks, big enough to let them through. “You first” he said, acting like a gentleman. Jo crawled inside and Dean followed her. Once they were inside they closed the cave again.
“Guys, I’m back! I brought company!” Jo shouted. A few seconds later two people appeared from behind a corner. Dean had expected to see Ellen, Jo’s mother, but not her.
“Hi, Dean” the red-haired angel waved.
“Hello, Anna” Dean said.
Dean was all alone. Or at least he hoped so. Cas had told him that this was where all evil things go after they die, but so far Dean hadn’t seen any and he hoped that it would stay that way until he found a way out. ‘Cause that was one thing he was certain of. He was going to get out of here and then he would find Cas and kill him.
How could Cas do this to him? Dean had forgiven him for his betrayal, he had given him a second chance and what did Cas do to thank him? He left him at some dark place where he most likely would be ‘ripped to shreds’, to say it with Cas’ words.
Dean heard a growl and he froze. He looked up and came face to face with a wendigo, standing a few yards away from him. Before Dean could do anything, someone grabbed his arm and pulled him behind a rock.
When he saw her face he wanted to kiss her. That’s how happy he was to see her.
“Jo!” he whispered loud.
“Yeah, can we do the group hug later? Right now we need to get out of here” Jo said. She took Dean’s hand and dragged him along.
“How long have you been here?” Dean asked.
“Since mom and I died” Jo answered fast. She braked in front of a cave of which the entrance was hidden behind rocks. “Help me remove these”
Dean helped her make a hole through the rocks, big enough to let them through. “You first” he said, acting like a gentleman. Jo crawled inside and Dean followed her. Once they were inside they closed the cave again.
“Guys, I’m back! I brought company!” Jo shouted. A few seconds later two people appeared from behind a corner. Dean had expected to see Ellen, Jo’s mother, but not her.
“Hi, Dean” the red-haired angel waved.
“Hello, Anna” Dean said.
“If I have to die, so will you” Zoey said.
“No one has to die, moron!” Dean yelled angry. “Put the fire out, open the door, do something!”
Zoey shook her head. “I can’t. Crowley will kill me, if I let you go”
“He’ll kill you either way” Dean snapped.
“Well, if Cas doesn’t love me I don’t care” Zoey exclaimed crying.
They heard a noise and looked aside. Cas opened his eyes and frowned.
“Dean?” he said hoarse.
“I’m here” Dean said, quickly walking to Cas. He helped Cas sit up and supported his back. He looked from Cas’ injuries to Zoey. “If you really love him, you’ll let him go”
Zoey shook her head.
Cas put his fingers in his blood and painted a sigil on the floor. He poked Dean and nodded weak at the bloody sign.
“What is it?” Zoey wanted to know.
But Dean put his hand on the sigil and he and Cas vanished in a blinding light.
“No one has to die, moron!” Dean yelled angry. “Put the fire out, open the door, do something!”
Zoey shook her head. “I can’t. Crowley will kill me, if I let you go”
“He’ll kill you either way” Dean snapped.
“Well, if Cas doesn’t love me I don’t care” Zoey exclaimed crying.
They heard a noise and looked aside. Cas opened his eyes and frowned.
“Dean?” he said hoarse.
“I’m here” Dean said, quickly walking to Cas. He helped Cas sit up and supported his back. He looked from Cas’ injuries to Zoey. “If you really love him, you’ll let him go”
Zoey shook her head.
Cas put his fingers in his blood and painted a sigil on the floor. He poked Dean and nodded weak at the bloody sign.
“What is it?” Zoey wanted to know.
But Dean put his hand on the sigil and he and Cas vanished in a blinding light.
Cas beached on the street, far away from Rufus’ cabin. He wasn’t sure how to feel. He was angry, because Dean wouldn’t listen to him. Dean always thought he knew everything better. He was disappointed, because Dean had no faith in him at all.
He was so up in thought that he didn’t hear his name. But maybe that was because she didn’t use his real name.
“Emmanuel!”
Someone grabbed his arm and forced him to turn around. He looked at the woman. She looked familiar.
“Didn’t you hear me?” the woman asked. Cas stared at her. “Don’t you recognize me? It’s me, Daphne, your wife?”
Cas widened his eyes as he remembered her.
“Daphne” he said breathless. “How did you find me? What are you doing here?”
“Well, I hired a detective, I needed to find you” Daphne said. She searched in her pockets and conjured a big brown envelope. “I need you to sign these”
“What is it?” Cas frowned.
“A petition for annulment” Daphne answered.
He was so up in thought that he didn’t hear his name. But maybe that was because she didn’t use his real name.
“Emmanuel!”
Someone grabbed his arm and forced him to turn around. He looked at the woman. She looked familiar.
“Didn’t you hear me?” the woman asked. Cas stared at her. “Don’t you recognize me? It’s me, Daphne, your wife?”
Cas widened his eyes as he remembered her.
“Daphne” he said breathless. “How did you find me? What are you doing here?”
“Well, I hired a detective, I needed to find you” Daphne said. She searched in her pockets and conjured a big brown envelope. “I need you to sign these”
“What is it?” Cas frowned.
“A petition for annulment” Daphne answered.