I'll Never Leave You

All Great Things Go BOOM

"You think, uh, Lucifer got 'em?" Sam mutters from his ungodly height.

"I don't know what to think." His brother replied honestly. Cas gave him a weary look as the boys followed after Ellen and Jo. The search for Lucifer never seemed to stop. It continued to plague their terrible loves with every twist and turn. And there they were, standing in the middle of some run down town looking for the son of a bitch. They didn't even have angel powers on their side, since Cas had fallen. A smooth voice causes them all the turn around and there she stands, Meg.

"There you are." She grinned wildly. Dressed in her usual blue shirt and leather jacket. Messy swirls of brown hair fell around her round face. Sam calls out her name in a confused manner before she continues. "You shouldn't have come here boys."

"Yeah, well I could say the same for you." Dean calls out before stepping forward on his bowed legs and lifted a gun level to her smiling face. Ellen and Jo watch curiously as they all shift around and steady their guns. A bad feeling passes through each hunter.

"I didn't come here alone, Deano." This time her smirk is accompanied by a low growl and a ripple of the cement beneath her. Dean can feel his heart start to speed up. They hadn't anticipated this. His run ins with hell hounds neve turn out great. The last bunch ripped his body to shreds and dragged his screaming soul all the way to hell.

"Dea-"The trench coated man started before being interrupted by the slightly shaking man in front of them.

"Hell Hounds!" The demoness smirked again, he had planned this all out, calculated the events perfectly.

"Yeah, Dean. Your favorite!" She pauses to watch their fear grow before continuing. "Come on boys, my father wants to see you. I mean, it's your call. You guys can make this easy or you can make it really, really, really, hard." Cas can see Deans hand twitch and steps forward before the boy can make a move.

"When have you ever known us to make anything easy?" Dean smiles at the pale, black haired boy in front of him before firing a shot at one of the newly placed paw prints seeping into the cement. "Run!"

The brown haired whore laughs humorously as the group scatters into a number of different directions. The hellhounds letting out fierce howls as they begin to chase their frantic prey. Ellen and Jo were holding their own, spinning around each other in desperate attempts to keep the mutts away from their loved one. Sam and Dean were carefully dodging the slobbering and growling monsters, shooting at whatever moved in only a way that such experienced hunters had the power to do so carefully. Cas was alone but still fighting. That is until a group of hellhounds begin to descend on his beloved hunter.

"Dean!" He called out in a panic, automatically turning his gun away from the hellhounds he had been facing and back to the ones chasing the leather clad hunter. The others had retreated, hesitatingly waiting for Cas and Dean to follow along.

"No, stay back!" Dean called out as one of the dogs bit at his legs. Cas could only focus on the dog that seconds before had been attacking his hunter. His Dean. The one that threw a knife in his heart the first time they properly met. The same Dean who swore he wouldn't let Cas die a virgin when the only person the ex-angel ever wanted was him. The same boy who grew up in a life that no one should ever have to live. A man with amazing green eyes and sparkled when he was genuinely happy, and lips that took Cas's breath away. The same man who would rather sacrifice himself than let his brother die. Hell, he would sacrifice himself to save anyone. The same man that would rather rock out with his angel and his brother in a dirty Impala listening to AC-DC than be at any formal party or with a family of his own.

The same Dean who grabbed at his long trench coat only months ago and finally admitted his feelings for Cas. The one who hugged him and was actually a big softie when there was no one else around. Who tried to hide all of his problems behind a mask that only he could get through. His Dean. And they were attacking him? Cas swung the gun up and fired bullet after bullet at the source of the dripping blood. Leaving his back wide open.