Remember (Destiel/Sabriel)

Chapter 16

AN: I didn't realize I had named Dean's son after Markiplier until now. Wow. Just wow XD

Second AN: 414 words?! Jesus that is wayyyyy too short! Hold on, lemme fix it...

"Hey, I got something," Sam murmured, lying down on the couch with his laptop on his chest.

Then he realized no one was near and shouted. "Hey, I got something!"

Dean and Cas rushed in, with Gabe behind them.
"What'd you find, Sam?" Dean asked.

"It says here that in a secluded town in Switzerland, they created a pentagram, impaled a demon on an upright enchanted angel sword within the pentagram, and the demon completely vanished. It mentions nothing about said demon, like who it was, but it sounds reasonable. The colt sure as hell didn't work, so might as well try this."

"Is it Lucifer?" Cas asked hopefully, eyes hardened upon mentioning her brother.
"I believe so. This was posted by... GabrielHatesDickheads72?"

Everyone turned to look at the archangel.
"What? It's true. I saw it happen. It was Lucifer all right."
"Then why didn't you mention it?" Sam asked.

"It's not that simple. I thought us morons were looking for the 'easier' way."
"Well, since we didn't find one, let's figure out what we're gonna do. Winchesters aren't morons, dick," Dean stated, glaring at Gabe.

"Dean, I just put Mark down," Cas said, slightly irritated. "The subconcious mind picks up more than you know."

"Meh. We'll just teach him to only swear at home."
Cas's lips quirked upward at that. "You are impossible, Dean."

"Gameplan," Dean prompted Sam, who was currently sitting up next to Gabriel.

"This'll be difficult to pull off, but if we do it right there won't be problems. I don't really want to do this, but we have to. So we'll do this in a clearing, and some of us can hide behind trees. Gabriel makes an illusion, hiding the angel sword and pentagram, and that's all I have so far."

"Some of us think you're a moron, I don't know who," Gabe teased.
Sam sighed, rubbing his temples. "If you weren't pregnant I'd punch you."

The angel beamed. "Ah, but I am, so you can't." With that, he pranced off.

Dean and Cas returned to their room, and Cas sang Mark to sleep softly as Dean spilled his fears about this new plan.
"I guarantee it'll go wrong," Dean said. "This feels about as unlucky as the time with the rabbit's foot."

Cas nodded, and laid Mark down to sit beside Dean.
"I feel like something isn't right too, but we have to keep going. We can't let Michael and Lucifer win this quickly."

"See, this is why the Winchesters are so hated. We're stubborn asses."
"Yes, but I love you regardless."

"Good night, Cas. At least I'm loved by somebody," Dean said affectionately.
"Other than Sam?"
"Other than Sam."