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The Things We Left Behind 20

[Part 20] Takes place during the second half of 8x19 Taxi Driver.

“Benny- yeah hey, man… I gotta ask you a favor,” Dean rounded the corner of the alley with his phone pressed to his ear, “It’s a big one…”

“Whatever it is, I got it,” the voice on the other end spoke back, “Where are you?”

“I’ll send you my location, but Benny, I’m not kidding…” Dean’s voice lowered, “It might be over the line… Fact, I know it is…”

“Let me worry about my line, okay?” the smooth, accented voice replied, “Tell me what’s going on…”

The trio back home had ended up in the movie room after all on the sectional Charlie procured for them.

Kevin was passed out on one end with Cas and Charlie on the other as the long forgotten movie played on the screen.

“So you met Dean, gave up everything for him, and still didn’t realize you were in love with him?” she smirked.

“I had very little experience with emotions or attachments,” he explained dryly.

“Okay, fair, I’m sorry,” she smiled sweetly, “What made you fall for him- I mean, nothing against Dean at all, but out of all of human history…”

Cas softened as he thought of those first few years of finding him and learning him, “His soul was the brightest I had ever seen- beautiful- and his ability to care when few have done so for him made me want to give him that in whatever way he would allow… I never even questioned it until…”

“What?” she asked, enthralled.

“There were…” he shifted nervously, “Certain thoughts and feelings that I couldn’t misconstrue.”

“Like sexy thoughts and feelings?” she wiggled her eyebrows animatedly and poked him in the arm.

“Yes, Dean can be very… distracting sometimes,” Cas’ lips tugged upward, “Our enemies would always bring up the staring and the closeness…”

“But you and Dean never talked about it?” she asked softly as the Angel’s demeanor changed.

“No, we avoided the topic- I think the phrase is- like the plague?” Cas sighed.

“But then Purgatory happened,” she replied with a touch of a smile and his eyes lightened.

“Yes, then Purgatory…” he nodded, “It does feel odd to be grateful for a place that tried its best to kill me for nearly a year.”

“Purgatory,” Benny shook his head, “Man, when Dean Winchester asks for a favor, he’s not screwing around…”

“I know, and I know it’s too much to ask, but it’s my little brother so I had to try…”

“Didn’t say I wouldn’t do it,” Benny’s eyes rose to his from where he’d been messing with a tattered part of his sleeve.

“Look, sending you back there is the last thing I want to do,” Dean’s voice cracked.

“Yeah, I know,” Benny reassured him, “I know…”

“You’re the only one I know who has access to the place,” Dean continued to explain his reasoning, knowing Benny didn’t need it.

“By access you mean gettin’ beheaded?” he joked to lighten the mood, but Dean was swimming in guilt.

“It’s too much…” he turned away, tears in his eyes, “I can’t ask that of you…”

“Nah, come on, Dean,” Benny grinned predatorily, “Don’t take away a good challenge before I’ve had a chance.”

“Really?” he stared meaningfully into the vampires eyes.

“He’s your brother,” Benny’s jovial expression sobered, “So let’s do this.”

“I owe you,” the hunter’s voice shook emotionally.

“You don’t owe me nothing.”

“So what made you do it?” Charlie pressed, “What made you go for it?”

“Dean’s prayers…” he remembered fondly, “The longer we were there, the more sincere and real his prayers became… I got to see through the cracks, and I saw hope there, and I thought perhaps love as well… I still wasn’t sure, but I couldn’t let him leave without knowing…”

“I hope you know now,” she remarked.

“I do,” his lips tilted up on the side, “He gives me a happiness I didn’t think possible.”

“Pretty sure that’s mutual,” she spoke around her wine glass as it neared her lips.

“It’s late,” Cas realized, eyes cutting toward Kevin, “Should we wake him?”

“He looks pretty cozy… Might be better to just let him sleep,” Charlie glanced at her watch, “Surprised you haven’t heard from Dean again… When’s he coming back?”

“He shouldn’t be long,” Cas’ brow dropped, “Actually, Sam’s pickup time was a while ago…”

He fished out his phone and dialed the first number in his recent calls list, brow still furrowed in concern.

“He not answering?” Charlie asked, face also now fallen.

“No…” he looked up in fear to find her eyes.

“Call again.”

“That the Angel?” Benny asked at the sound of the phone vibrating yet again.

Dean took a deep breath and nodded silently.

“But you’re not answerin’…” he remarked curiously.

“I can’t… I can’t have Cas anywhere near this…” Dean shook his head as if to rid it of its thoughts.

“Yeah, Imagine so,” Benny agreed easily, placing a hand on the hunter’s shoulder.

He went to pull away but Dean’s hand gripped his sleeve before it could move an inch, locking the man in place with a look that could freeze time.

“When you get there, you find that portal and you ride back out of there with Sam like you did with me, okay?“ he received a nod in response and it was good enough for him, “Soon as I send you back, I’m gonna haul ass up to Maine and I’m gonna be waiting there for you when you get topside.”

“Yeah,” Benny’s voice cracked, “That sounds like a plan, chief.”

They let the air hang a moment before he shook off Dean’s grip.

“Let’s get to it,” the vampire’s posture straightened.

“You’re sure about this?” Dean gave him one more chance.

“Ain’t my first rodeo, man,” Benny brushed it off.

Cas was on his feet now, looking lost for what to do but needing something.

“Dean isn’t answering which means something’s captured him or he’s doing something stupid and doesn’t want me to know.”

“Maybe his phone died,” she offered in an attempt to calm him.

“All three?” he turned with a raised brow.

“Okay, maybe not…” she stood as well, “Lucky for you, I’m here! And I know how to track his phone,” she pulled him by the hand from the room, “Come on.”

They made their way into her bedroom and she pulled her computer into her lap as she plopped onto the bed and began typing away.

“What phones did he have?” she looked up, “What numbers?“

Dean’s phone stopped vibrating in his pocket as he went to retrieve his machete from the car and he was hit by a pang of guilt to the chest at the thought of the Angel losing his mind with worry.

Worried’s better than gone, he thought to himself as he turned back.

He neared the vampire, sticking a hand out and welcoming the hug it became.

“Thank you,” he inhaled shakily, “Come back.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Benny squared up, “Now, come on, ya wimp.”

Dean swung, and his stomach dropped as Benny’s body did.

But Benny’s soul came back up onto his feet swinging once he reached Purgatory. Well, more like ripping.

“Bobby, no, no! Wait!” Sam called out, holding the hunter back as Benny turned to them, “What are you doing here?”

“Dean sent me,” he offered a razor sharp grin to the pair before recoiling his fangs.

“Not my Dean!” Bobby jerked at the hold.

“Bobby, this is Benny,” Sam loosened his grip, “He’s a buddy of Dean’s.”

“A buddy?” Bobby spat angrily.

“A good buddy,” the vampire snarked.

“A frickin’ vampire?” he looked at Sam like he didn’t know him, “Man, you guys really went off the rails when I left!”

“Purgatory complicated things for Dean,” Sam offered as explanation.

“Only thing Purgatory complicated was his relationship with that Angel,” Benny chuckled to himself.

“Yeah, just that one,” Sam answered sarcastically and with a knowing look.

“Who? Cas?” Bobby looked confused, “What happened with Dean and Cas?”

“They um…” Sam’s brows knit together and his words became cautious, “They’re-“

“Those two are going at it like rabbits,” Benny lost patience for the pacing of the conversation as he turned his head back and forth in search of any sign of a threat.

“Am I in bizarro world?” Bobby’s hands flailed with his words.

“They love each other, it’s good for him, okay?” Sam hardened toward Bobby for the first time in his life and it seemed to simmer the old man’s frustration.

“Shit, sorry… I’m just on edge…” Bobby rolled his shoulder a bit with a dejected look., “Kinda wondered about them sometimes… Shouldn’t be such a surprise, I guess.”

Sam nodded gratefully before turning toward the vampire again.

“So, you died to save me?” Sam’s brow raised in surprised curiosity.

“Dean saved my kin… I owed him at least as much in return,” he nodded back and a hint of respect seemed to pass between them before…

“So you know a way out,” Sam perked up, “The portal you and Dean went through…”

“That’s the plan, but we need to go if we’re gonna make it,” Benny’s head tilted, “I hear a big group on its way.”

“He’s moving…” Charlie squinted, “Heading northeast…”

“Northeast…” Cas searched his mind.

“But that means he’s alive,” she tried to reassure him.

“I just wish I knew why he wouldn’t-” he froze.

“What?” her eyes widened.

“I know where he’s going!” he blurted out.

“Where? How?” she looked between him and the screen.

“He’s going to Maine where the portal to Purgatory opens,” he ran a hand over his mouth, something he’d been picking up from Dean.

“Purgatory, but I thought they went to hell?” her brows met.

“Something must have happened,” he shook his head, “It’s the only thing Dean wouldn’t want me involved with…”

“That’s why he’s not answering…” she deduced, “You should go.”

Charlie closed the laptop and set it aside, but Cas shook his head.

“Dean didn’t want you two left alone…”

“Then make it quick,” she grinned and after a moment’s thought, the Angel nodded.

Cas crossed to her desk and scribbled something onto a piece of paper.

“This is Benny’s number,” Cas handed her the scrap page, “Call him if anything seems off.”

“Okay,” she nodded.

“Promise me,” he pushed and her eyes snapped up to his again.

“I promise.”

With that, he was gone.

“Benny, look, I know you saved my brother’s ass down here a couple time’s and I respect that-“

“And now I’m trying to save yours,” he laughed gruffly, “You know, I’m a disgrace to my own people…” he looked around with that same cocky grin he’d been wearing since he got there, “Yeah, this is the spot.”

“Place that gets us back up top?” Bobby asked and he nodded back.

“Mm hm.”

“Guessin’ that’s it,” the older hunter’s eyes found the spot in the distance.

“Yeah, that’s it,” he remarked before turning to Sam, “Remember what I told you?”

“Yeah, alright, Bobby, here goes,” Sam turned to the other man, pulling his sleeve up as he did, “We get to earth and I release you, you’re going straight to Heaven- no time for goodbyes, okay?”

“Said goodbye to you once already,” Bobby grinned, “Didn’t seem to take… No reason to think I won’t see you again somewhere down the road,” Sam nodded, tears pooling in his eyes, “But just know- they put me in a rocking chair up there, I’m raising hell.”

They took turns cutting their arms and Sam completed the incantation before turning to do the same to Benny.

Once both men had vanished from his sides, Sam made his way up and through the portal, landing with a thud on the other side as a group of vampires almost reached him.

“Sam!“ Dean called out before rushing over and hugging him tightly.

Sam winced and grabbed for his knife, needing the pain in his arm to ease. He made the cut and spoke the words.

Suddenly the soul was freed, along with Benny who came to on the ground a few feet away.

But something went wrong, as it always seemed to do, and Bobby’s soul appeared to be frozen in place.

“Hello, boys,” they heard the familiar Cockney accent call out from behind them, “Bobby Singer. I’d know that soul anywhere.”

“Let him go, Crowley,” Dean practically pleaded before his tone hardened to add, “He doesn’t belong in hell!”

“He does if I say he does!“ the demon spat back.

“And who the hell are you?” Benny stepped forward just to be flung back.

“Above your weight class, vampire,” he quipped.

Dean jutted forward but was thrown back into a tree alongside Sam who’d been dealt the same blow.

“What about what I say?” Cas came out of the shadows and into view just over the demon’s shoulder.

“Oh come on,” Crowley sneered as he whipped around, “Weren’t you dead?”

“Give it up, Crowley,” Cas’ eyes began to glow as he circled around him toward the others, “And put them down. The Winchester’s have freed an innocent soul that you are wrongfully trying to hold on to.”

“What do you know about heaven’s claims?” the king of hell challenged, “You left heaven behind the moment you saw that sad sack of bones there.”

Cas couldn’t help his eyes from cutting toward the hunter in question and found his attention returned.

“What a waste of an Angel,” Crowley hissed, and Cas’ hand raised as it began to glow but the demon was gone and the boys, dropping to either side of him.

Cas released a nervous breath and his shoulders relaxed a bit before he looked up.

“Hello, Bobby,” a small smile warmed his face before he reached up and tapped at the sky above him.

Bobby’s soul brightened and began to rise untethered before picking up speed and disappearing altogether.

“Are you okay?” he tried to direct it toward both but his attention caught to one side more than the other nonetheless, “Took a while to find you, you weren’t very descriptive about the location. Luckily, Charlie is skilled at tracing your phones.”

“Glad you did, thanks,” Dean’s gaze was avoidant and guilty as he approached him, “And sorry for keeping you in the dark… I just didn’t want-“

“Me anywhere near Purgatory, I understand,” Cas softened.

“Next time, I’ll just say it,” the hunter laughed at himself, swaying closer without even meaning to.

“I need to get back to the others, but you’re really alright?” Cas’ hand found the hunter’s cheek in a practiced and easy way.

“Yeah, Sam’s just gotta do the mojo and then we’re on our way back,” Dean tapped his hip as they parted, eyes lingering a moment longer than they would with anyone else.

“Be safe… All of you,” he nodded toward the other two before disappearing as quickly as he had appeared.

“So, do you just feel this invisible all the time?” Benny grinned toward Sam.

“Pretty much,” he rolled his eyes fondly.

It was the next night before the boys returned and came shuffling down the stairs. Sam looked rough and went straight to his room, but Dean flung his arms exhaustedly around Cas the moment he saw him.

Cas couldn’t have looked happier there in their home with Dean wrapped up in his arms.

Which is why when Kevin happened upon them in search of the kitchen, he backed away slowly with an amused smirk on his face.

Cas finally asked about Benny and was told that he had been dropped off where he was staying in town.

The hunter pulled back, but with a hand on each side of the other man’s waist to keep him anchored close.

“Thanks for worrying about me,” Dean remarked quietly.

“I didn’t like it, it’s getting worse,” his brows scrunched.

“Yeah, I know what you mean,” Dean nodded lazily before a yawn took him, “Sorry I made you worry, I should’ve just-”

“It’s alright, Dean,” the Angel smiled warmly, “Let’s go to bed.”

“Yes please,” he sighed, taking Cas by the hand and moving rather determinedly toward the room.

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