Murder Mayhem

Chapter 25

Dean whips around.

"Cas what the hell are you doing here?" Dean growls.

"I was concerned so I followed you." Cas says defensively. "And good thing too, your dumbass is about to get caught." Cas points to a camera not far from them that is pointing exactly where Dean would have ended up.

"Fuck, thanks babe." Dean sighs. "Now go home before someone sees you."

"Absolutely not," Cas frowns. "I've followed you twice now without you even knowing, I think I can handle myself."

"Cas, I said go home, I don't want you here,  I don't want you to get hurt,  or seen because of me." Dean says in a commanding tone.

"And I said no," Cas crosses his arms. "You are going to do something to slip up if I'm not around."

"I thought you didn't like me doing this?" Dean narrows his eyes.

"I don't, at all," Cas sighs. "But that doesn't mean I want you to get caught."

"I won't get caught." Dean rolls his eyes.

"Not if I can help it." Cas says. "Call my phone, leave a message and say that you'll be home soon." He notices Dean's frown.  "Alibi; you call me leaving a message that you're on your way home. So if we're questioned, I can say at the time of the murder you were already home."

Cas shrugs and moves down the fence a ways and climbs over easily. Dean notices he is wearing one of Dean's extra pair of gloves.

"Come on, before I change my mind." Cas looks a bit uncomfortable with helping Dean do this,  but Dean knows he's doing it because he loves him.

Dean scales the fence and lands lightly next to Cas.

"I found this in Dick's office,  it has where all the cameras are located." Dean pulls out the paper and his flashlight, showing Cas.

"What are you going to tell Sam when he asks why you were here in the first place?" Cas asks.

"That's for me to know," Dean says and continues on.

They quietly maneuver around the yard up to the mansion. Cas pulls him up to a glass sliding door that someone left open. 

"I don't trust it,  Dean." Cas pulls his jacket sleeve.

"Then go back,  I can go the rest of the way." Dean glances at him.

"No, I can't." Cas looks back at him.

"Then keep your hood up,  head down,  and your mouth shut." Dean commands.

Cas listens to him as Dean peeks his head into the door,  keeping his face out of the line if sight of the cameras. The halls are empty of anyone.  Dean steps in and pulls Cas along with him. 

"Doesn't it concern you that it's really quiet and empty?" Cas asks quietly.

"Of course it does," Dean responds back just as quiet. "Now be quiet," Dean reaches behind him, where his blade is tucked into his pants.

He doesn't pull it out though,  not yet.
Cas follows along quietly. Cas gets more and more anxious. He is starting to regret following Dean here. He won't be able to stomach what Dean is going to do.

Dean comes up to the office door,  which has no guys guarding it anymore.

"He is setting you up,  we need to leave." Cas murmurs.

"It's too late, I have to finish this now." Dean brushes him off looking back at him with that look that terrified Cas the night Dean killed Randy. Cas steps back in fear.