Don't you remember? -A Destiel ff

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"Well...okay!" Sam's voice seemed kind of disappointing. Dean should be free to tell him everything, he was his brother. Plus he kind of wanted a thing between Cas and Dean. He didn't know why, but he just wanted it to work.

"I think I got something here!" Sam waved Dean to the table in the Motel room he was sitting at.
The old one sighed as he got off the sofa.
"So there's this old ancient bug name Gynaropolaes" ,Sam started.
"Sounds great" ,Dean interrupted him ironically and Sammy rolled his eyes.
"So it crawls inside the skin, which causes the host an outrageously itching. It says that people were trying to scratch so hard they ripped their skin off.
So maybe...Jeremy tried to scratch with his teeth and bit accidentally in his flesh."
Dean was nodding.
"So how do we kill it?"
"That's the whole point. I can't even read what it says and I've been on several pages. I think it might be enochian?"
Dean swallowed.
"Then we gotta call Cas."
"If you're okay with it...?"
"Why wouldn't I be?" ,he tried to sarcastically overplay this scenario.

Swoosh- Cas appeared.
"Dean! I gotta tell you something!"
Sam was sitting on his bed in the Motel room with his phone in his hand, with which he just sent Cas the coordinates.
"Where is Dean?" ,the angel said in his deep voice.
"He's getting food, but-..."
"No! You don't understand. Where is Dean?! I need him right now!" ,he was getting louder with each word.
"Okay, okay! I'll call him!"
Sam seemed calm, but his mind was a mess. He dialed the number as fast as he could.

"Yeah?"
"Dean?"
"Sammy? What's the matter?"

"Give me this transportable computer." ,Cas whispered to Sam who gave him his phone immediately.

"Here is Castiel. This female of yours isn't pregnant! She's an old goddess. She's transporting bugs called Gynaropolaes."

"Cas?!"

"These are the same bugs that killed this boy!" ,threw Sam in.

"How the hell do you know about Cassandra?!"

"Who is Cassandra?!" ,asked the utterly confused moose.

"Dean! Just immediately come back. You're probably infected. You'll die!" ,Cas began to shout into the speakers.

"Dean?!" , he shouted louder.

--nothing--

"DEAN!" ,he repeated himself louder.
"What happened to him?!" ,Sam bursted out finally realizing what's happening.
"Apparently he's infected."
"How do we cure him?"
"We CAN'T!"
The angel walked nervous in the room up and down.
"Come on! We can do everything! We've even killed the goddamn death. How hard could it be?!"
"We need Dean to be innocent."
"What does that mean?"
"We need the victim to drink the blood of himself. But it can only work with pure blood."

There was a silence. It was long and awful. Nobody would wish anyone to witness this silence, not even their worst enemies. It's the terrible silence, when you know you'll lose somebody you love and you can't do shit to help it.

"We could at least find his body." ,Sam interrupted the hurting silence. Although he had to witness his brother's death quiet often, every time it happened again it was worse.
"But we don't even know where he is." ,he continued.
"I can track him." ,said Cas.
"But angels can't track us anymore, can they?"
"Do you've got the application Findr on your mobile computer phone?"
"The dating App?"
"Yes."
"What you wanna do with that?"
Sam frowns as Castiel grabs Sam's phone and opens the App.
"Ohh right, you can locate users with this app! You're a genius, Cas!"
The angel grins proudly and types into the search bar 'impala67'. Deans profile pops up and as he scrolls down there're several pictures of Dean-sometimes topless and with his Impala.
"Cas? Why do you know Deans dating profile anyways?
Cas' head immediately turned red.
"I was just...guessing"
"An angel of the lord is guessing?"
"Yes."
Sam started to chuckle. He liked the idea of Dean and Cas being in a relationship. But this happy thought didn't last. Dean would die anyways.

"Is this Dean's?" Cas held the Fake FBI card in the air.
"Yeah..." Sam walked into Cas to take the card.
"Jensen Ackles, federal age-..." ,he read. "Jensen...Ackles...I know that name! It's Dean's fake double in another dimension. Cas! Can you teleport someone through dimensions?"
"Well, it takes a lot of power...I could try."
"Bring Jensen Ackles. I'm going to pick Dean up!"

Cas nodded unsure if he could really do it. He was already an emotional wreck. If he was strong enough to bring him here, he probably couldn't bring him back home. But Dean's safety was priority. He'd die for him. Literally...he could die by doing this.

~~~~O U R ~ D I M E N S I O N~~~~~~
The Supernatural cast is on the stage waiting for the fans to ask them to do something funny.

Misha: "That girl with the brown hair here on the right......Yeah, you!" He chuckled. "What's your name?"

Janset: "I'm Janset, hey hello!"

Jared: "Janset? That's a cool name!"

Jensen: "Yeah, you fit in the J2 thing. We'd be J3!"

Everyone began to laugh.

Misha: "You guys are outcasting me!" ,he pouted.

The audience made 'Awww'

Misha: "So, Janset! Or should I say 'new Cas, because Misha isn't a fancy name, because it doesn't start with j'?" ,he teased and everyone laughed.

Laughing Misha asked: "What do you've got?"

Janset: "I want you, Misha, and Jensen to reenact the titanic scene, you know, where Jack lifts Rose thing."

Everyone laughed.

Jared: "And what should I do?" ,he pouted.

Jensen: "You're a dog or something."

Misha: "There was no dog in Titanic!"

Audience: "Do a moose!"

Misha: "Yeah, because the was a moose in titanic!" He rolled the eyes sarcastically as the audience laughed.

~~~~S P N ~ D I M E N S I O N~~~~~~~

The room suddenly enlightened in a bright white tone. A loud beeping tone filled the room. Lightbulbs exploded and the floor burned down.

Behind the light there was not one silhouette, there were three.
Castiel, the angel who was now completely exhausted, laid on the floor with scars and bruises, totally damaged.
The three creatures, who turned out as Jared, Jensen and Misha, were still in the Titanic pose. Jensen lifted Misha and Jared was on the floor crawling between Jensen's legs with his tongue out, acting like a moose would act in his opinion.

That's what Sam walked into.