Lucifer Chronicles

Epitome

Reluctantly, Ariel watched Erin walk out the door and meet with the brother who didn't say goodbye. Ariel decided in that moment that she would just go about her life with Dean, as a duo. Rather than their normal group.

Erin and Sam decided to start a new life. A life that involved Sam burning all his fake IDs, and anything associated with hunting. When he tried to get Erin to burn hers, she refused. She wasn't ready to just give it all up, much to Sam's disappointment. They both got a job at a bar downtown, and we're staying in a motel. Living just like a normal married couple, eating home cooked meals, and cuddling while they binged TV shows. And of course sex, lots of uninterrupted sex.

Dean was in the bathroom of his motel, trying to clean his jacket. When he looked up into the mirror, he leapt in surprise upon seeing Castiel standing behind him. Close enough to lick his neck if he wanted to.
"Cas, we've talked about this. Personal space."

"Cas?" Ariel asked walking into the doorway of the bathroom. "Hey!" She smiled running up to him, and throwing her arms around him. He instantly hugged her back. "Finally! You got used to hugs, good! We can move on to other things soon." She giggled, wiggling her eyebrows.

Dean just gagged. "How'd you find us? I thought we were flying below angel radar?"

"You are." Castiel nodded, following Dean and Ariel out of the bathroom. "Ariel told me where you were." He looked around the room. "Still no Sam?"

"Still no God?" Dean shot back. "More importantly I want my damn necklace back."

Castiel shook his head. "No, I haven't found him. That's why I'm here. I need your help."

"With what?" Ariel asked, in full agreement to help.

"Woah, woah, slow your roll, porky. We aren't interested in a God hunt." Dean shot his sister a look.

"No, no, it's with the archangel who killed me, Raphael."

Dean and Ariel shared an amused look, even though the topic of Castiel's death was still touchy, Ariel didn't want to dwell on it. He was here now. That's all that mattered.

"You were wasted by a Teenage Mutant Ninja angel?" Dean snickered, lightly elbowing his sister, who was grinning.

Castiel looked between the siblings confused. "I've heard whispers that he's walking the earth. This is a rare opportunity."

"You better as hell not be thinking revenge, Castiel." Ariel scoffed.

"No." He shook his head. "Information."

Dean walked away frustrated and began to clean his weaponry. "You think this dude's gonna just spill God's address?"

"Yes, because we are going to trap him, and interrogate him." Castiel spoke as though it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Ariel froze and glanced at Dean, who paused his cleaning. "You are not serious." She deadpanned. "Oh my god, you are!"

"Give us one good reason why we should do this?" Dean demanded.

"We?" Castiel tilted his head to the side. "There is no we, only you Dean."

"What?" Ariel exclaimed. "Why?"

"Because he is Michael's vessel And no angel will dare harm him. You on the other hand would be targeted specifically due to your affiliation with me."

"So, I'm your bullet shield." Dean rolled his eyes.

"I need your help because you are the only one who will help me." His tone took on a begging edge. "Please."

Ariel heart clenched. He really only had them now. She shot Dean a puppy dog look.

"Alright!" Dean glared at Ariel. "Fine, where is he?"

"Maine. Let's go." Castiel went to press his fingers against Dean's forehead, but Dean flinched out of the way.

"Woah, uhuh, nope. Last time you zapped me somewhere, I didn't poop for a week. We're driving."