To Hell & Back {Dean Winchester Fanfiction}

Chapter 18

"I was told to pull Dean out of hell," Castiel begins to explain, I listen closely blocking out the sound of Sam and Dean trying to break down the door.

"There is very powerful demon who refuses to share his identity. Only one demon has permission to talk to him, he informs the others of the orders to continue the plan,"

"What plan?" I ask, Castiel continues explaining, ignoring my question.

"Crowley, the king of hell, has become angry with his demons not obeying his rules, they no longer fear him as much as they fear the powerful demon. The demon has a plan to have evil take over earth. All the weak ones of the human race will be killed, leaving the strong ones so the demons may use their vessels. This is where Sam and Dean come into play. The angels have seen what good work they do with hunting the evil beings. Sam does not do well without Dean. When we found out Dean had been killer snd sent to hell we began to figure out a plan of our own, that's when I was ordered to pull Dean out."

"Who gave you the orders?" I ask, taking in all the information I had just been told.

"That I cannot tell,"

"What does any of this have to do with me? I'm not a hunter, I never was,"

"I was not ordered to save you,"

"Then why did you do it?"

"I felt a connection to you, I felt I could not leave without taking you with me," Castiel explains, Sam and Dean have given up on breaking down the door.

"Why did you feel a connection to me?"  I ask, I'm not an angel. I'm not anything special.

"You are my vessels sister," Castiel answers, sending my mind into confusion. I do not have a brother. I was an only child, that cannot be possible.

"I must go," Castiel says before dissappearing.

"No, come back! I need more answers!" I scream into the air at nothing. He doesn't return, I run towards the door. I twist the doorknob and it opens successfully, I hear a thud and the door doesn't open the whole way. I see it is because Dean had been leaning against the door.

"What happened? Who was talking to you? What did you do? Was Castiel here?" Dean floods me with questions. I push him away from me and walk into the room where Bobby and Sam are waiting. They all look up to me, waiting for answers.

"Dean was the only one suppose to be saved, the world is in danger," I say with a sigh. I the explain everything to them from praying to Castiel, to him coming, to the plan to bring all the evil to the world.

"We need to find out who this demon is and where it is," Sam says, taking out a laptop.

"I'm sure you can't just Google it," I reply, watching as Sam brings up Google.

"I'm not googling that, I'm going to see if any suspicious murders have began happening yet," Sam explains, rolling his eyes.

"Can you search my family history?" I ask with a hopeful tone in my voice, Sam nods his head.

"Are you sure you can't remember having a brother?" Dean asks me as he as he sits down on the couch.

"Yes, I'm sure I wouldn't forget about my own brother," I reply sitting down next to Dean, wrapping my arms around him.

"Well being in hell could affect your memory some, think about it, try to think about your past," Dean suggests, I nod my head before trying to think. I attempt to try to go into my deepest memories, as far back as I can remember. Dean is right, Hell affects your memory, once your out you can't think of a time before it. Most of my thoughts are full of memories from Hell. The only memory I think about from before Hell is when the Hellhound drug me to Hell. I continue to think. I think of my 13th birthday party when I got my first cell phone, it was a flip phone, but it was what I had been wanting for so long. I had a blue and green iced cake, with candles shaped as a 13. I think of my first time going to a sleepover when I was 11, it was my friend Rebeccas house. We stayed up watching Friday the 13th, neither of us slept that night. I think of the first day of kindergareten, I was so excited. My brother walked me to the door of the school. Wait, my brother, I remember him.  He was older than me, he looked like Castiel in that memory, but younger. He married his high school sweetheart heart and they had a daughter together, I have a niece. A few days before I was taken to Hell I had babysat for him.

"I remember now!" I shout, jumping up off the couch. Sam and Dean look at eachother, then at me, waiting for an explanation.

"I remember my brother, I saw him in a memory of when I went to kindergarten, he looked just like Castiel only younger,"

"Well, that's because Castiels meat suit is your brother," Dean replies, I hit him in the arm.

"Don't call him a meat suit," I reply angrily

"That's basically what he is," Dean responds

"Is he..is he still alive?" I ask, Bobby tries to avoid the question by asking if we want food.

"Is he still alive while being possessed?"  I ask again more sternly, Dean pulls me down so I am sitting on the couch.

"We don't exactly know for sure, we believe so, but we don't know 100% if he is or not, that's a question that should be saved for Castiel," Sam explains, I feel a tear escape my eye and quickly wipe it away. We don't know for sure yet if he's dead or not, no need to get upset now.

"Let's just focus on saving the world, ok?" Dean suggests, placing his hand on my knee in a comforting way. I nod my head, as we begin to do more research.

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A/N
Thanks so much to everyone reading and commenting, you all gave me the motivation to begin writing daily again and finish the story :) you guys are all great! :)
I plan to have the story finished by the end of June. Then I have began working on 3 new stories, 'Ink' , 'Past Saving' & ' On The Wrong Side of Heaven' :)