Forgive me Father, for I have sinned || Destiel - Demon!Dean & Priest!Castiel

Chapter Twenty-Seven - A Plan

A/N: Y'all need to read a little slower because some of you are getting confused and missing out important parts of the story lmao. Take your time guys, if you're in a rush, read it later hahah!

Dean (POV)

"I TOLD YOU TO LEAVE ME YOU SON OF A BITCH!" I shout and push Sam away from me as soon as he gets me to the alley way.

"HE WOULD HAVE KILLED YOU!"

"I WAS GETTING THROUGH TO HIM, SAM!" I put my head in my hands and lean against the stone cold wall before sliding down to the floor. "God damn it!"

"Dean..." I hear Sam says quietly and look up at him angrily. "A-are you still a demon?" He asks.

"What kind of fucking question is that at a time like this?" I snort and look at him like he's the most stupidest man on the plant. "Seriously?"

"Look, it seems like you're... feeling a lot lately. A demon wouldn't be able to feel fear, or sadness or... you know, love. I heard what you said to him tonight. To Castiel i mean. You told him that you loved him."

"They're just words, Sammy." I sigh and look away from him and down the alleyway. "Just words."

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"Alright, so how are we going to do this?" Gabriel asks as i lean back in the chair with my forehead resting on my hand.

"Do what?"

"Save the anti-Christ." Gabriel replies like that's the most obvious thing in the world.

"He's past the point of saving." I tell him blankly and turn away from my brother and the angel. Standing up and attempt to walk out of the motel room all together. Sam grabs my arm but i turn around quickly and grab his neck, slamming him up against the thin motel wall.

Gabriel pulled me away with all of his might, throwing me across the room and standing beside Sam looking at me venomously and Sammy rubbed his neck and gasped.

"You may be a top-notch demon, Dean. But i'm a motherfucking archangel and i will smite your fucking ass if you ever lay a hand on him again." Gabriel hisses at me and my eyes turn black as i stand back up and get into a fighting pose.

"Stop!" Sam says loudly and stands in front of Gabriel, looking at us both. "We are not going to accomplish anything by fighting. Dean, Castiel isn't totally lost. He was lowering that blade when i came into the room. I saw it. There may still be a chance that we can save him.

"Oh what do you know?" I spit out. "You have hardly any idea who he is, what he's like, what he loves and hates, what he finds amusing or scary. You have no idea how strong or weak he is so don't you dare pretend like you care about him because you don't. Nobody understands him the way i do. No one. No one understands the way he has always been the submissive one because he likes it! if he was submissive before, what's stopping him from being submissive towards Lucifer now and doing anything the devil asks of him?"

"Castiel has more strong will than you realise, Dean." Sam says softly but i was having none of it.

"No he doesn't. He's the type of man that dances around in his pyjamas or sings along to Adele. He's the type of man that gives and gives and expects absolutely nothing in return. He's the type of man who wants to please everyone around him but has no worry about anyone wanting to please him because he has in his mind that nobody wants to please him. He thinks no one cares about him which is why it will be so damn easier for Lucifer to make him into a monster."

The motel goes quiet, me and Sam having a stare off while Gabriel stands back and watches us closely in case i lash out at Sam again. Without another word however i make my way over to the door, exit the building and slam the door behind me, leaving the lovers to their own doings.