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Double Dog Dare (Part 4)

Michael sits in his chair tapping his finger impatiently while waiting for Zachariah. The archangel's hard gaze stays on the door, and tsk when the clock chimes in that Zachariah is late.

One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight.

The door opens, and Zachariah walks in with his confident smirk that is wiped right off with the cold stare of Michael.

"You're late." Michael finally says after a long moment of silence.

"Only by a few seconds sir." Zachariah tries but Michael silences him by putting a finger up, indicating that he doesn't want the angel to speak.

"Eight seconds. By then the Winchester demons could have killed eight angels." Michael says and looks the angel up and down with disgust. "Did you find their  vulnerability?"

"Well sir, as I've stated before, their vulnerability is each other, but seeing as they are always together it's hard to-"

"Enough. I don't need your ramblings. Did you find a weakness for either of them?" Michael interrupts with an annoyed sigh.

At this Zachariah boast his chest in pride and nods his head. "Yes sir. Dean Winchester has fallen for a human."

Michael's head snaps up and he smirks. "Really... How interesting. The demon has feelings."

"Sir of you don't mind me asking... Why not just send a raid to kill the Winchester demons?"

"It doesn't seem to matter how many angels I send in their direction, they always get away. They're like snakes, slithering their way out of any situation I throw at them. Nevertheless they must be stopped. The last Knight of Hell, and Lucifer's vessel cannot continue to live." Michael's eye twitches at saying the name of his fallen brother.

"Of course sir."

"Now, tell me more of this human."

"Well sir, his name is Castiel Novak... And," Zachariah clears his throat nervously. "As of right now it seems as if... The knight wishes to, uh-"

"Spit it out!" Michael barks out.

"Wishes to give the Mark of Cain to the boy..."

Michael's mouth opens in shock, but nothing comes out, his eyes are slightly wide and he slowly stands. "There'd be two Knights of hell... No." Michael's faces goes hard. "Bring me this Castiel. Send Ishim to deliver the demon's human weakness to me. Now."

"Right away sir."

***

"D- Dean," Castiel hums out as Dean kisses his neck.

"Hmm." Dean buries his hand in Castiel's hair, as he starts to lower his kisses to Castiel's bare chest.

"Dean, stop!" Castiel giggles. "We're at the beach, anyone could show up!"

Dean chuckles as he lifts his head and looks around at the empty beach. "Cas, we're in the middle of nowhere. No one will show up."

"They might." Castiel says with a smile as he grazes his fingers up and down Dean's arm. "Anyway you said you had to ask me something."

"So impatient angel." Dean grins and pecks Castiel's lips and then sighs happily. "I could kiss your lips forever and never get tired of it."

Castiel's cheeks turn pink as he bites his lip and smiles. "I feel the same way about you Dean."

"Well... That's kind of what I wanted to ask you about." Dean sits up and rubs the back of his neck nervously. Castiel follows suit and watches Dean with a concerned frown.