After Sammy bathed in a blood of a Hellhound, we helped a Witch, I met Prometheus - Who is like my first cousin, 27 times removed and he died. Now, Cas, suddenly thinks it's the perfect time to show up even though he's literally disappeared on us. "Put this on your shoulder." Dean tosses a cold pack at Sam who is seated on the couch, Sam throws it on the floor, clears his throat. Dean sits down next to Sam. Cas walks into the room.
"I'm fine," Sam reassures.
"The other demon escaped." Cas states. "I bound the one I caught in a devil's trap. I'm gonna interrogate it now."
"Wait for a second," I say. "Cas. How about you answer some questions first? Like, where the hell have you been?"
"You heard me, didn't you?" Dean asks.
"You prayed to him?" Sam questions.
"Yes, I heard you." Cas answers. "But that's not why I'm here." Cas sits down and sighs. "I've been hunting demons."
"So this is you. Why?" Sam questions.
"I've been searching for the other half of the Demon Tablet." Cas answers.
"Without us?" Dean asks.
"I've been trying to help, Dean," Cas replies. "And in my search, I uncovered that Crowley has sent out demons to find Lucifer's crypts."
"Lucifer had crypts?" I question.
"Dozens of them, apparently," Cas says.
"But why the storage wars? I mean, what the hell are they all looking for?" Sam asks.
"They're looking for a parchment that would allow them to decipher Crowley's half of the Demon Tablet without a Prophet," Cas explains.
"A demonic decoder ring? In Crowley's hands? Awesome." Dean comments.
"The crypts were, uh, lost over time. Only those closest to Lucifer knew their whereabouts." Cas continues.
"Then how did Crowley find them?" I question.
"His demons have been possessing locals who may have some special knowledge." Cas answers.
"That would explain the crazy room at Ann's house." Sam supplies. "But how did they know where to start looking in the first place?"
"I don't know," Cas says. "I'm hoping the strange-haired demon in the kitchen is more knowledgeable than the others I interrogated." Cas gets up from the chair, goes into the kitchen through the swinging door.
"Well, he puts the "ass" in "Cas," huh?" Dean comments.
"He's definitely off." I agree.
"Off? He hasn't been right since he got back from Purgatory." Dean starts. "We still don't know how he got out of there."
"I don't know, Dean. If he's so sketchy, then why were you praying to him?" Sam asks.
"You know, I can hear you all," Cas calls from the kitchen. "I am a celestial being." We exchange looks before going into the kitchen.
"Ashlee, Sam, and Dean Winchester." The Demon is tied to the kitchen table, each hand is fastened separately to a side of the table, palms down. She chuckles. "Oh, the thoughts she had about you two. Mostly you, Sam. What can I say? She has a thing for smutton chops."
"All right, you douchebag, listen-" Dean is cut off by the demon screaming as Cas stabs the demon's hand.
"Who told you about the crypts?" Cas questions.
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The Winchester Sister
FanfictionDean and Sam Winchester have a younger sister, Ashlee, and by younger, I mean she is 14 years old. Told you, younger! Anyway, the guys discovered they had a sister after their father, John, died. She called them, crying, about how her mum was murde...
