Angels, demons, Lilith and the 66 seals.
Ever since the intervention of rescuing the eldest Winchester from Hell and bringing him back to life, the angels explain that they've arrived on Earth for the first time in two decades in order to prevent th...
"Look at that. It's so cute when monkeys wear clothes." A voice said, causing Dean to spin around and find Uriel staring at him.
He looked back at the car where he saw himself and Camryn asleep, and still naked from their activities.
"I'm dreaming, aren't I?" He asked as he looked back at the angel.
"It's the only way we could chat.. Since you're hiding like cowards." Uriel responded.
"Don't normally see you off leash." The hunter mused, tilting his head slightly. "Where's your boss?"
"Castiel? Oh, he, uh.. He's not here." The suit-cladded angel replied. "See, he has these weaknesses. He likes you. Not to forget, the half breeds. Time's up, boy. We want the girl."
"Wouldn't try that if I were you." Dean warned. "See, she got her grace back. Full-blown angel now."
"That would be a neat trick, considering.." Uriel trailed off, pulling out a necklace out from under his collar. "I have her grace right here. We can't let Hell get their hooks into her."
"Well, then why don't you just give her back her angel juice?" The sandy haired male asked.
"She committed a serious crime." The angel answered.
"What? Thinking for herself?"
"This is our business, not yours. She's not even human.. Not technically."
"Yeah, well, I guess I just like being a pain in the pooper." Dean responded with a small smirk.
"No. There's more." Uriel noted. "You cut yourself a slice of.. Angel food cake. Didn't you? Huh? You did."
The hunter's body tensed slightly as he narrowed his verdant gaze into a glare. "What do you care? You're junkless down there, right? Like a Ken doll?"
"Ooh." The suit-cladded angel responded in mock. "Well, it's your last chance. Give us the girl, or--"
"Or what?" Dean questioned, cutting him off in mid-sentence. "What, you're gonna toss me back in the hole? You're bluffing."
"Try me." Uriel replied. "This is a whole lot bigger than the plans we got for you, Dean. You can be replaced."
"What the hell?" The sandy haired male muttered. "Go ahead and do it."
"You're just crazy enough to go, aren't you?" The angel quizzed.
"What can I say?" The hunter shrugged lightly. "I don't break easy."
"Oh, yes.. You do. You just got to know where to apply the right pressure."
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"I don't know, man." Sam sighed. "Where's Ruby?"
"Hey, she's your Hell buddy." Dean scoffed and took a sip from his flask and noticed the look that his brother was giving him. "Hey, it's 2am somewhere."
