Dean/third person view:
Dean walks into the dark hotel room and raises his hand to the light switch when he feel something wet and sticky on it. Deans hand returns to his face and on the fingers there is a dark red liquid.
Sam! Is Deans thought when he reach out to turn on the light even thought he knows that Sam is on a case in the town next door.
When the flickering light lights up the room from the broken lamps he can clearly see how much blood there is on the wall. And on the floor. And on the roof. The hole room is turned upside down and everywhere there is, Dean slowly bends down and picks one up, black feathers. Cas.
Dean is just about to pick up his cellphone when the hotels telephone placed perfectly on the table rings. He picks it up as fast as he can.
"Cas!?"
Dean yells.
"Not really, Dean. I'm more downstairs then up there"
The familiar voice makes Deans hand take a harder grasp around the phone.
"Alastair.."
"So you do remember me"
He says and in the background you hear that he takes up something of metal from a table.
"You know all the things I learned you in hell? I have found a new little doll to torture, my own little angel" he laughs trough the phone.
"Say hi Cassie"
A silent groan hears, it is Cas.
"I'm sorry don't you want a knife in your arm. I must have heard wrong."
Dean bites his jaw down.
"What do you want?"
He says quiet.
"Ooh, that's easy, I want you"
Alastair laughs again.
"I have some payback to do that otherwise pains someone else.."
You can hear how Alastair pushes in a knife in something soft and a silent scream afterwards.
"See you later Dean, and if you don't turn up next to the blue garage by then, he is going to be dead."
The silent is deafening.
"Say goodbye Cassie"
You can hear trough the phone how Cas is struggling not to scream when he says.
"Dean, don't listen to hi-"
Alastair takes the phone again.
"See you later Dean."
Dean takes his gun, runs to the impala and starts driving. Alastair can't hurt Cas, nothing is Cas fault, that sonofabitch he can't hurt Cas. Dean thinks while his eyes starts to become blurry.
When the car has drove up to the street with the blue garage. Dean jumps out from the car and opens the trunk cover and takes out salt, the knife and some paint.
After ten minutes he had drawn demon traps and made a huge salt circle. Even thought he just wanted to run in and save Cas he knew he has to do this. Or Alastair could get away. But now fast Dean walks up to the garage and opens the door.
"Alastair!"
"Dean you came after all!"
Alastair stand in the middle of the room and behind him Cas is hanging just like Jesus on two pieces of wood.
"I can see that you noticed my art. I am
Just about to take the bolts"
Cas bloody all over his body looks up.
"Dea.."
His voice cracks.
"..Dean?"
"let him go!"
Dean shouts while taking up the knife.
"Why? Your traps out there isn't working you know. I can just leave when I want"
He laughs.
"but sure. I will let him go"
Alastair snaps with his finger and Cas falls down on the floor.
Dean runs forward and grabs him.
"Cas! Cas?"
Cas himself are not answering.
Full of anger. Dean turns around and is just about to trow the knife at Alastair when he feels something. He looks down and sees that Cas now is laying all still, not breathing. But instead of exploding in light, a small silver Ray sippers out from his mouth and out in the air. It flys over to a terrified Alastair that dies with the touch of it. This time it turns over to Dean. Making its way over to him it takes a shape of a cat looking deep into his eyes.
Before Dean has time to react it explodes in light and lefts a silver feather.
I know that this one was bad, but I made it out of a dream I had so I'm so sorry!
Goodnight little lions
