What About You? Well, What About Me?

Chapter 3 - Redemption

{Castiel}

I watch my brother as his eyes glow blue, then white. I watch as he stumbles back and my fiancee sits up, gasping for breath. I rush to my love, joy filling my heart at the sight of him alive and alert. Knowing that he will be ok. And then I hear it. My lover's savior coughing his lungs up. I turn and see him sitting there, coughing, blood rushing out and over his pale lips, spraying across his hands. I go to him, realizing he had used too much Grace saving my little hunter. Behind me, my everything is puking up the contents of his stomach. But I ignore it. He will be ok. Lucifer, however, may not. "Go...to.. Dean." He whispers weakly. Shit. What should I do? On one hand is my brought-back-from-the-brink-of-death fiancee, and on the other is my nearly Graceless, dying older brother.

"No Luci, Dean will be fine. You will not." I say to my fallen angel of a brother. He begins to say something, but then coughs again and passes out. I yell for help as Sam walks in the room. "SAM! GET A DOCTOR!" I say before retreating to a corner, rocking myself and mumbling and crying. Not my brother and my Dean. Not at the same time. My thoughts ricochet around my mind until I'm dizzy. Luci. Dean. Death. Grace. Angels. Demons. Humans. Dean again. Lucifer again. Over and over again until I am clutching at my head to keep it from exploding or falling off, whichever comes first.

A doctor finally shows up with Sam trailing behind, looking at his brother and Lucifer with equal amounts of concern. The doctor is surprised to see Dean awake. Suddenly, Dean begins to have a seizure. And that's when I black out. I don't remember what happened after that.

I wake up several minutes later in a different room. I try to sit up and look around, but realize I am restrained to a bed. The doctor then approaches me, and tells me I had a mental breakdown. He says I began to throw things across the room. That I began to yell.

Practically he's saying I'm clinically insane.

I then hear commotion outside the room.

The door opens and there he is. My hunter. My love. My savior. "Untie him!" He yells at the doctor.

The doctor flinches, "I'm sorry, but he's not okay."

Lucifer then comes in from behind Dean, I let out a sigh as I realize he's okay. He walks towards the doctor, "Untie my brother. He's not insane. He was just worried."

The doctor looked hesitant but at last agreed to release me.

Then the doctor leaves as Sam walks into the room.

{Dean}

My angel is restrained. He is being held back, held down. That is not ok. I storm into the room, my hospital gown fluttering behind me. "Untie him!" I yell at the doctor. He flinches and tells me that my little rebel is insane. He has a right to be. What he went through...it's more than any one person should have to ever know. I shiver at the thought of Cas being in any kind of pain. Luci talks to the doctor, who leaves as Sammy walks in. I begin to untie Cas as Luci and Sam talk. Good, maybe Sam will finally listen to Luci about the cage, about how he wasn't tortured by Luci...

What am I talking about? I hate Lucifer. I want my brother to stay away from him. But, he did save my life. I should be more grateful. But I cannot.

He's the Devil. The master of lies.

The creator of the sons of bitches that killed our mother.

But he saved my life... why would he?

I see how he talks to Sammy. How his eyes have a sorrowful look. Sammy shakes his head, he obviously doesn't believe a single word Satan is telling him. Any other time I would have said, 'Good Sam. Don't buy into his words.'

Sammy then turns his back on Lucifer, and I see the fallen angel shut his eyes in pain. He's hurt. He's sad. He opens them again and there I see it. The sorrow in his eyes. He turns away slightly before leaving the room.

I then look down at Cas. I noticed he had also been looking at his older brother. Sam then walks toward Cas and helps him stand.

{Sam}

My brother walks over to his fiance. And Lucifer walks up to me. Shit. I do not want to hear his silly little lies. I know he tortured me in the cage. He says that he would never hurt me. But who believes the Father of Lies? Everyone knows he lies. "Hello Sammy." Satan says to me.

"Hi. And my name is Sam, not Sammy. Not to you." I hiss at him. He takes on a hurt expression, but then ignores the comment.

"I-I just want you to know, I did not torture you. I tried to keep you away from Micheal. I was trying to protect you." He says. Great. More lies. I try not to be sucked in to what he is saying, but he is so beautiful. His voice so coying. I find myself leaning toward him slightly. He smells like cinnamon and chilis. No, Sam. You don't want him. You don't want that.

"No. I know you did. Why would you protect me? I'm just a human." I answer roughly. But I'm not sure if I believe that anymore. Why would he torture me? I'm his vessel. It doesn't make sense. But no. He's the freaking Devil, Sammy. I can practically hear Dean's voice.

"Fine. Believe what you want, but remember that I am not able to lie to you." He says, turning away and leaving. I walk over to Cas and Dean, who had been staring at me, and I pretend that the last minute had not happened.