Somewhere Between Heaven and Hell (Sterek) (Destiel)

Bait

"Stiles. Stiles. Look at me." Dean lifted Stiles' chin. They were both currently on the floor next to Derek's bed. Stiles was still wrapped awkwardly in Dean's arms.

"It's gonna be okay, you're gonna be okay." Dean looked into Stiles' tear filled eyes. It broke his heart, to his brother like this.

"No, this is my fault. I should have let him leave." Stiles shook his head.

"Dean, if I had my grace I could heal him. He's got two, maybe three, hours left." Cas spoke, leaned against the side of Derek's bed.

"Okay, how do we get it?" Dean asked looking up at the angel.

"Naomi, said she wants Stiles in exchange for my grace and Gabriel. Maybe I can arrange a meeting. Let her think I'm gonna take the deal." Cas spoke thoughtfully.

"They're not going to believe you'd do that." Dean shook his head. Cas was completely loyal to the Winchesters, they knew it, the angels knew it, hell Lucifer himself knew it.

"So we make them believe it." Sam piped in.

"How?" Cas frowned at the middle brother.

"Take Stiles. Act like you're betraying us. Tell them you need your grace or you'll die."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, we are not offering Stiles up as bait." Dean said pulling away from the youngest hunter.

"I'll do it." Stiles stood.

"No, you won't." Dean snapped standing as well.

"What other choice do we have? We'll trap them." Sam shrugged.

"Do you hear yourself right now, Sam? You are talking about offering up our little brother, as bait, to save a damn werewolf." Dean scoffed.

"It's not just saving a damn werewolf, it's saving Derek's life. And getting Cas' grace back. And even saving Gabriel." Sam explained

"So that's what this is about? You're worried about your little angel boyfriend?" Dean mocked in irritation.

"Aren't you worried about yours?" Sam shot back.

Dean grit his teeth.

Stiles reached out touching his brother's shoulder.

"Dean, please, I can't lose him, not like this." Stiles' tone was sad and pleading.

"Son of a bitch." Dean swore. He turned to Cas.

"You promise me, that nothing will happen to Stiles." Dean spoke seriously.

Cad nodded. "You know I would die for him."

"Don't do that either." Dean added just as seriously.

"Cas, you get in touch with Naomi. I'll call a few of the local hunters in town, see if we can get some backup.

"Who's gonna stay here with Derek?" Stiles asked with a frown.

Dean and Sam turned to each other.

"Don't look at me." Dean shook his head.

"I'll stay." Sam sighed.

"Thank you." Stiles gave a small smile.

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Dean put the cuffs on Stiles. "You remember how to slip these?"

"Yep." Stiles nodded.

Dean grabbed a bandana, pausing before he gagged Stiles with it.
"You're sure about this?"

Stiles huffed. "Yes Dean, we're wasting time."

Dean set his jaw as he tied the bandana.

"Cas, I'm leaving him in your hands. I trust you, don't get my little brother killed." Dean spoke as he walked towards the angel.