Full Circle (Book 8 in Arrow/Spn Crossover)

Research and Understanding

We made it back to the Bunker and saw a beat up late seventies Toyota truck parked in front.

"Why can't he steal anything with class?" I grumbled. "It's like he has no sense of style at all."

"You are aware he's been wearing the same clothes almost a decade now, right?" Sam pointed out.

"Well yeah, but still. I mean, he could at least try."

"Uh huh, sure. Angels don't seem to be big on aesthetics."

"Gabriel had style," I reminded him as we got out of Baby.

"And how many eons had Gabriel been away from Heaven by the time we met him?

"Yeah but that just shows there could be hope for Cas."

Sam didn't even try to reply to that. He just gave me a skeptical look, walked down the stairs and opened the door.

"Sam? Dean?" Cas's voice worked it's way up to us.

"Who else has the key?" I said.

He was sitting at the first of the long tables, his coat was torn up, again, but I didn't see any blood anywhere. That was good, what wasn't good was the look on his face when he looked up. His eyes narrowed, then widened in surprise and he got this wary look on his face, "So, your definition of complications is that none of you, except Diggle, are still human."

"Pretty much. Any ideas on how to fix that?"

"Dean...," he shook his head, "I've just now seen you," he kind of snapped, "I don't even know what you are. You're not the standard werewolf. Why, exactly, would I know how to fix you?"

He turned more to look at us, that's when I saw the blood, not sure why I hadn't smelled it. Guess angel blood doesn't smell, which kind of makes sense I guess. "You okay?"

He looked down at his shirt, "Yes, I was resting up some before I got rid of the stains."

I took a better look at him, he didn't look all that great. "What happened?"

"I evaded capture, that's all. It's nothing that concerns you."

He's always been close mouthed about Heaven, I'd push him for more information later. "All right, well here's what we found it." I filled him in on everything and the plan Sam and I had come up with. Oliver and the rest took seats around the table while I talked.

"No." Was all he said when I stopped talking.

"Uh, no what?"

"If any angel is going into Purgatory it will be me." There wasn't an ounce of hesitation in his voice, or willingness to compromise, "We will see what Death and Crowley say, if it is required that someone has to go to Purgatory to close the portal, I will. And no, there will not be any discussion of that. Are we clear?"

"You've done your time down there, we all have," Sam protested. "There are other things that can do this, Dean made the point that all of us have more than done our share of saving the world. It's their turn."

Cas straightened in his chair and stared right at Sam. Now normally, that's not an issue, but it turns out any challenge to us and the wolf side gets pissy. Sam started growling, I kept a lid on my wolf with Coyote's help.

"Sam! Look away!" I ordered. Sam stopped his growls, lowered his eyes and gripped the table for a second.

"Sorry Cas. That wasn't me."

"I know," Cas said, "However, it is because of me that Dean was dragged into Purgatory, therefore allowing the monsters to figure out a way to escape."