The angel's soul, a supernatural season ten, destiel fix it fanfic

Chapter 8: My brother's keeper part 3: Castiel's deal, and Dean's limit.

Dean had his blade out as he saw the vampire washing the blood off his hands, the Mark fueling his rage, and he cut its head off before it could start up a fight or warn its buddy in the cabin.

He kick the door open, he saw Rudy being held by the vampire, and the girl, Crystal tied on the bed, keeping her put for later.

"Dean-o, this is Reggie. We're just gonna talk, all right? And come to an understanding." asked Rudy, he told him to stay out of it, and now look where its got him, this is why being an hunter isn't a game at all, so now he as to deal with it.

"Back your ass out of the room, Mister. And leave the blade." said the vampire, Reggie.

"yeah..." he said looking at the blood on the blade. "no. Rudy, walk away." said Dean.

"No-no, Dean, Dean-o, just do what he says." said Rudy, fear in his eyes.

"He's not gonna kill you. You're his insurance, all right? Now, man the hell up and walk away." Dean told him firmly.

"oh, I will kill him, friend. You keep yapping, I will." said Reggie. "Do it." said Dean taking a step forwards.

"Dean." said Rudy in a panic.

"Back up!" said Reggie."Do it." repeated Dean."Do not-" started Crystal.

"Don't test me." said Reggie. "Dean, stop." said Rudy, what's with everyone telling him to stop? First Cass, now Reggie, damn the mark was killing his arm, and so was his knuckles.

"You don't have the guts." he said, Reggie had the tip of his knife on Rudy's chest, just where the heart is. "Aah!" he roared, and Reggie killed Rudy, and then he cut Reggie's head off.

"What did you do?" sobbed Crystal.

"You're Crystal, right?" he asked, going to her and cutting her bounds from her wrists. "Yeah, well....I just rescued you." said Dean. "He-You could have talked. You just..." she sobbed.

"You're welcome." Said Dean as he stepped over Rudy.

when he was back in the hotel, he was in the bathroom, washing his hands, trying to get the blood off.

He looked up into the mirror to see Cass, beaten and blood over his face, looking sad, his blue eyes begging him to stop.

'Go away, Cass. I don't deserve you, man.' he thought as he looked back down.When he looked back up, Cass was gone, but Reggie was there, sneering at him, his eyes fill of hatred.

he then punch the mirror, breaking it, and completely trashed the hotel room in anger, the mark fueling him up until everything is destroyed.

He had hurt Cass, he got Rudy killed. he will never forgive himself for hurting Cass the most.He really did love Cass, more than a brother, more than a best friend. He loved the angel and he had hurt him, he beaten him up. He knows what he has to do.

Castiel threw the last ingredient to summon Crowley, he waited for a few minutes, he turn around as Crowley showed up sighing, he walks up to meet him.

If this is the only way to save Dean, then so be it.

"Who summons anymore? Couldn't you call?" he asked him.

"You're not in my contact list." he told him, like he wanted a demon in his contact list, let alone Crowley of all demons.

"what?" he asked annoyed.

"I need your assistance...to help cure Dean of the Mark." Castiel told him, but was unhappy to do so.

"What's the expression? I gave at the office. Maybe I'd feel difference if Sam Winchester hadn't tried to bloody kill ME!" Crowley shouted at him angrily.

"I'm afraid no is not an acceptable answer." he told him taking his hands out of his coat pocket and stepping closer to him.

"Or what?" he asked smugly.

he tilt his head, looking at him in disbelief. "Or?" he asked and rises his hand up, ready to smite him.

"That's right. Burn those eyes blue. Spread those broken wings and destroy ME!" Crowley told him, but he knew he couldn't do it, not least not until they save Dean.

"Or do things my way." said Crowley.

"Right." he said sighing.

"Now, beg." he told him, and he squint at him.

"What?" he asked in confusion.

"Blast me or beg." said Crowley, he sighed.

"Crowley-" he started. "King!" he snapped.

Castiel shook his head in disbelief, he can't believe he's doing this, he is going to regret this.

"King. If you-If you would-If you would be so kind..." he said, a slight blush came to his face, he could feel it.he nod, as if saying "see, was that so hard?"

"the three ingredients on this list." he said giving him the list.

"Forbidden fruit. Well, for starters, it's a quince, you dummy. Not an apple. No problem. Golden Calf, or what's left of it. Check Something Rowena loves?" Said Crowley, confused by the last item.

"I would've thought it'd been you, but..." said Castiel.

"Spare me. I've lived it." he told him, after a few moments of uncomfortable silence to Castiel."Well...?" he asked.

"I'm in." said Crowley, and he left, melted into the shadows.

And Castiel left, heading back to Rowena.

Dean was in an abandon bar, getting ready to summon the horseman, Death, he cut his hand and put the blood in the bowl, and start to chant, to summon him.

This is the only way, get Death to take him so he can't hurt anyone, not Sam, and definitely not....Cass.

The place shook as the lights exploded.

once everything stopped, he wrap a cloth around his hand, to stop the bleeding.

"Don't tell me that's queso." said Death, and he turn to see him there, still in a black and white suit with a black jacket, looking at the food he had to get.

"Yeah, yes. Queso and taquitos. Tamales." he said picking up the tray and offering it to him. "Homemade by yours truly. All with the bad fat." said Dean, and Death looked at the tray of food, deciding in what to eat first.

"Consider it an offering." he told him. "For?" he asked reaching for it.

"I want you to kill me." He told him, his death would save Sam, Cass and the world.