Only You

Scars

Dean picked up the small piece of paper and read aloud,

"Hey, Chuck. It's meee, your favourite-est demon ever! Anyway, let's cut to the chase. I have your pretty boy son, Castiel. Yes, yes, I know. You're gonna get John-o hunt me down and kill me and blah blah blah. You have something I want. I have something you want. A fair exchange, don't you think? Meet me at my place tonight at midnight, or the boy dies and I just take the Blade myself.

All my love, Crowley.

P.S. If you see Bobby, give him a kiss from me ;)

P.P.S. Come alone."

Anna glared at the piece of paper as if it, itself, had taken her brother. She mumbled something under her breath about Dean needing to follow her. She stomped up the stairs with Dean on her heels, and as she stepped out into the corridor, Mr Novak, or Chuck, ambushed her.

"Anna! What have I told you about bringing people here?! Especially to see your brother!He's a hunter! His dad only helped us because we gave him an Angel Blade so he could slaughter our kind! You saw what that demon did to him! A hunter with his skills could do twice the damage! I'm very disappointed in you. You-" He was cut of by Dean, who thrust the ransom note into Chuck's chest.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr Novak. I know I'm a hunter, but I promise, I ain't gonna hurt you or your children. But would you mind telling me what the fuck is going on?!" Chuck looked at Dean with nothing but sympathy in his eyes, before casting his eyes down to the note 'Crowley' had left him.

"Son of a bitch!" Chuck shouted, "We need John!" Chuck turned to Dean. "Is your father home?" Dean shook his head.

"He said he was going on a hunting trip with his friends Bobby and Rufus. He's been gone for a week now, but he's only, like, 3 and a half miles away." Chuck cursed again.

"Please call your father. He needs to get back ASAP. We need help."

Dean nodded. He pulled out his phone, though he knew it was probably in vain. His dad never answered. Not ever. He punched in his dad's number and listened to the phone ring. Once. Twice. Three times. That went on until Dean heard,

"This is John. Leave a message." He sighed. He tried again, and miraculously, John answered.

"Dad?"

"Dean?! What's wrong? Is Sammy okay?"

"H-he's fine, dad. It's Cas."

"Who's Cas?" Chuck snatched the phone off Dean and began conferring with John in a whispered tone, until he nodded once, thanked John sincerely, and handed the phone back to Dean.

"I'm sorry. Come sit with me, Dean. We need to talk."

Dean sat at the table in...shock? Amazement? Fright? Even being a hunter, he wasn't handling it very well. Angels were real. Dean knew about all the things that went bump in the night, but Angels? He was having a hard time believing it. The worst thing was, Cas was one of them, so was his whole family. They were all monsters. Monsters Dean was brought up to hunt. Plus, they were dicks. Chuck told him stories about what the Angels had done in Heaven, and Chuck didn't like it, so he'd taken his family to Earth.

"And this demon, Crowley, has Castiel." Chuck finished, a grim look etched on his face. "But your father is coming back to help us. Samandriel! Go and stop your brothers. We need an Archangel Blade." Samandriel appeared, nodded, and ran out towards the garden.

"I'm coming with you." Dean stated loudly.

"No, it's way too dangerous you could be possessed or-"

"I don't care. This is Cas, I can't leave him. I just can't. Plus, I'm a good hunter. You know my dad." Dean said, hating the way his voice cracked on 'can't'. Chuck started to reply when John burst through the door. Chuck stood up to greet him.

"John! Thank me you're here!" John walked over to Chuck and they did a 'man hug' before John sat at the table next to Dean.

"What's wrong?"

"Crowley got Cas." John looked confused.

"But Cas is an angel. He could just smite him," Chuck shook his head.

"A demon got him. Poison. He can't walk or function, he's in constant pain, he can't help himself."

"What does Crowley want?" Chuck sighed.

"An Archangel Blade, probably to torture the poor bastards he keeps as pets." Chuck said with a slight, sadistic, smile on his face. John stood up and looked at Dean.

"Dean, sta-" Dean cut him off.

"No, dad. I'm coming with you. I don't care how dangerous it is. I can't and I won't leave him there. I just can't. I'm 15, dad. I can handle myself. We've hunted worse together." John frowned, but didn't argue.

They set out to a shooting range, with the four oldest Novak brothers, Michael, Lucifer, Gabriel and Raphael. At 3 in the afternoon they decided to head back. They learned how to exorcise, stab and pretty much everything else they needed to know. When it got to 11:45, John gave them all the 'pep-talk' about safety.

Then, it was time to go.