"I can take them on, Father," a female demon said to the older male demon. "Why should we fear the Winchesters and two meat sacks? They're nothing compared to us."

"All in due time, my daughter," he told her calmly. "And those two 'meat sacks' are not normal…I believe one of them is now the holder of Lucifer's powers. Think about it, the chosen special child and the chosen one to hold Lucifer's powers together. We'll be able to grab in one spot once it's time to free our king."

"Then let's grab those two and kill the others. Why is it so hard to do that?" she asked angrily.

"Because we need the Special Child to get stronger before we can make our move along with breaking the seals. The first seal was broken a long time ago. So we will continue to break the seals to free Lucifer, our king. Then, we'll kill any and all who get in our way to getting the one who holds Lucifer's powers," he explained to his children.

"Juice up the chosen child first so Lucifer has enough power to kill those protecting the one with his true powers. But how do we get the child to agree to give his powers to Lucifer?" his son asked.

The older demon chuckled darkly. "Simple, threaten what he cares about most. Whether it is his brother, the old man that they live with, or that demon bitch that he's sleeping with. Don't kill the girl either. Our king has plans for her."

His daughter rolled her eyes and growled. "Fine, but we can toy with the older Winchester, right? I really hate him."

"Yes, but make sure you let him live. I want to be the one to kill him…and his father…"

Dean woke up feeling a warm body against his. He looked down, seeing a head of black hair resting against his shoulder. It was then he remembered that he and Castiel were sleeping in the same room. After the fight with Astaroth, he and Sam quickly took care of the case that Bobby had given them, being a nest of vampires. They left town as soon as they could. Jess was still recovering from her injuries since she and Cas had yet to regain their energy. Once they got to Bobby's house, Jess was given her own room and Sam took his usual room. Dean had planned to take the couch downstairs, but Castiel offered to share the bed so he could sleep comfortably. Being like this reminded him of their life back then, how he and Cas would lie out in the fields for hours talking, making love, or just lying quietly next to each other.

Castiel stirred slowly and looked up at him, giving him a small shy smile. "Good morning, Dean."

"Morn-" He wasn't able to finish his sentence since Castiel leaned up and kissed him. His eyes widened in surprise and felt the smaller man straddle him. He gently pushed him away. "Castiel, what are you doing?"

The raven-haired male looked slightly offended that he pushed him away. "I was trying to seduce you," he bluntly replied.

"Why?" Dean asked.

Castiel leaned down, nipping at his lower lip. "Why not? It's been a long time since we've been together."

Dean was about to say something but Castiel kissed him again and he didn't try stopping him. it had been too long since he felt like this. Had he had sex since Cas died? Yes, he did, but only with women. He'd been tempted to bed men that reminded him of Cas, but he never did. At least when a woman he knew it was only a one night stand, nothing more. But now…with Castiel Novak, he couldn't help but want to ravish him. He grabbed onto the younger man's hips and deepened the kiss, not caring about the consequences. He even tasted like his angel. He felt Castiel's hands pushing his shirt up and helped him take it off, sitting up and pulling the smaller man closer to him as they continued kissing.

Castiel ran his hands along Dean's chest, moaning when the man nipped at his neck and started tugging at his shirt. The hunter pulled away long enough to pull it off and tossed it away then went back to kissing the man in front of him. He nipped his way down the younger man's neck down to his collarbone and pulled his shirt off as well. He flipped Castiel over so that he was lying on the bed and he was top of him. Dean looked down at him, a part of him screaming that something wasn't right about this while the other part was screaming at him to take the man lying underneath him.

The raven-haired male rested his hands on his shoulders and looked up at the green-eyed man in affection. "Dean, what's wrong?"

The hunter shook his head. "Nothing just…something doesn't feel right, Cas."

Castiel frowned at that and looked at the tattoo that was on his chest, tracing it. "What's this, Dean? I don't remember you getting this. Why did you get the anti-demon possession symbol tattooed on your chest? How did you even get it?"

"What do you mean you don't remember me getting this? You've never seen my chest before," Dean pointed out, frowning. Why was Castiel thinking acting like he'd seen Dean before?

"What are you talking about? I've seen you naked, Dean. Have you forgotten all the times we made love in the field?" Castiel asked.

Dean looked up at him with wide eyes. "What did you just say?"

"In the grass field outside your village. We would just…lie there…," Castiel's voice drifted off then grabbed his head as though he was feeling a sharp pain.

"Ah, Dean!" he cried out, moving his hips as Dean thrust up into him. His hands were resting on the hunter's chest as he used them to help give him leverage. He knew this was very wrong, but he didn't care at this point. He loved this man too much to care about what would happen if any of his brothers or sisters saw him like this.

Dean held him by his hips, rubbing his thumb over the hipbones that were lightly sticking out. He grunted at the feel of the tight heat surrounding his cock as he continued thrusting into the angel above him. "Cas…"

"Cas! Cas, what's wrong?" Dean asked in panicked voice when the man suddenly rolled into a ball, groaning in pain. "Cas!"

Castiel looked up at him with confused eyes. "Dean…? Why aren't you wearing your shirt? Why am I shirtless?"

"Cas, you don't remember what happened?" he asked.

"What happened…?" He looked away in a daze, frowning as he tried to remember. "I woke up and…I tried to seduce you?" He sort of remembered what happened, but at the same time it wasn't him. It was like he was him, but at the same time he was someone else. What was going on with him?

Dean sat up, gently easing Castiel onto the bed. "Cas, what do you remember?"

The raven-haired male shook his head. "I don't know…I keep having these visions and now…it felt I had known you for a long time. I see us together and we're a couple…"

The hunter looked down at him. "You had one when we were dancing at the bar, didn't you?"

Castiel nodded. "Yes…I saw us lying in grass field."

"And what did you see in this vision?" Dean asked quietly.

The younger man flushed, looking away from him. "I…I saw us again." He remembered that short vision very clearly. Dean was beneath him just as he was a few seconds ago, but in the vision, Dean was encouraging him to move his hips and Cas was riding him…he felt his cheeks heat up more at the thought.

Dean chuckled, leaning down to nuzzle his neck. "Saw us again? What exactly happened in that vision?"

Castiel moaned quietly when Dean's lips lightly move over his neck, trying to keep his focus on the conversation. "We were in a field of grass again and I was on top of you…" He gasped when he felt Dean nip at his earlobe, grabbing his shoulders. That same part of him that felt like he'd known Dean now wanted to submit to the man above him while the other part was telling him to focus on what he was trying to explain, but his body was getting aroused from Dean nipping at his ear and rubbing his thumbs along his hipbones.

"You were on top of me and…?" Dean asked teasingly. He knew he should stop, but Castiel was just too tempting like this. Especially after he saw that he was sensitive to nips on his ears just like Cas.

"I was…riding you," Castiel admitted shyly, feeling his cheeks heat up. "Are you sure we haven't met somewhere before this?" He looked up at the man, seeing the conflict in his eyes like he wasn't sure if he should tell him the truth. "Don't lie to me."

Dean sighed and rested his forehead against Castiel's and closed his eyes. "Remember when you asked about angels? And I how I said I knew one?" He saw Castiel nod. "I…I was in love with one. We had been in a relationship for six years and by all means he should've killed me on sight for seeing him."

"Him? As in a male angel?" Castiel asked.

He nodded, rubbing his thumb along his cheekbone and stared into those haunting blue eyes. "Yeah, a male angel…named Castiel."

Castiel stiffened when he heard that and looked up at the hunter wide-eyed. He almost didn't want to believe what Dean just told him, but he knew the man was telling the truth. "Did he look just like me?"

Dean nodded. "Yeah. Smelled just like you, sounded just like you, and looked just like you. Hell, he even acted just like you."

"And…that's why you're attracted to me," Castiel said bluntly. "You think I'm him."

The hunter shrugged and gave him a small smile. "I admit I was attracted to you at first because you look just like him. But I don't care if you are him or not."

"I never had these visions until I met you," Castiel told him. "The one I had when we met in the bar, the hotel room, and now."

"What did you see in the hotel room?" Dean asked, still not bothering to get off him, but it seemed Castiel didn't mind.

The raven-haired male looked at the tattoo on his chest and traced it with his finger. "You gave me a pendant with this symbol on it. It was gold and it was hanging on a leather cord. What does this mean?"

"It's to keep demons from possessing me. They have their own bodies, but they can turn into black smoke and possess humans if they want. My brother has one too. There's really no way to tell if a human is possessed unless their eyes are completely black," Dean explained to him.

"So what do these visions mean?" Castiel asked him, changing the subject back to the visions that he'd been having.

Dean wanted so badly to tell him everything. Now that he knew that this man was his angel reborn. All those visions were Dean's memories with Castiel. However, if he did regain his memories then he would question how Dean was still alive after a thousand years. How could he explain the deal he made? But it was worth it. He would take care of the threat to his life and make sure he would be safe forever after he was gone. "Maybe it's your past life trying to show you your memories?"

Castiel laughed a little at that. He was aware of Dean still lying on top of him and how their foreheads were pressed together, but it felt…natural. "Is this just a fling between us?" he asked cautiously.

He knew he should yes considering he knew what their future held. He didn't want to cause Castiel any pain and that's exactly what would happen if they started a relationship. "We can't," he said quietly and sat up.

"Why not?" Castiel asked in confusion. "I know you feel this connection between us, Dean. Are you so afraid of finding out the truth?"

"Trust me, you don't want a relationship with me," Dean told him and got up from the bed. He picked up his discarded shirt and pulled it back on and tossed Castiel his shirt. "Let's go downstairs. I'm sure Bobby has made breakfast or at least made some coffee." He didn't bother to wait for Castiel to reply and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Castiel frowned as he pulled his shirt back on, sitting on the edge of the bed as he thought about what just happened. It felt like every time he and Dean got close to each other emotionally, the other man would just push him away. It was almost as if the hunter was afraid of getting attached to him. What exactly was the man afraid of? And what did these visions mean? Were they his past life showing him his lost memories?

Right now, he decided to let it go. He had to focus on finding out why Lilith wanted him and his sister. After the battle with Astaroth, there were a lot more questions than answers.

Sam barely dodged the flurry of blonde hair that whizzed past him as he walked to the coffee machine. Normally Bobby just made coffee and it was up to him and Dean to cook their own breakfast if they wanted to eat. Once in a while he would make breakfast though it wasn't too bad, it wasn't really good either. Or Dean would go to a nearby diner and bring breakfast from there.

So to see Jessica moving around the kitchen making scrambled eggs, pancakes, bacon, and shredded potatoes was something new. He couldn't remember the last he had a good home cooked meal. "Do you need any help?" he asked her. He couldn't help but be a little worried about her since she was still injured from her fight with Astaroth. Her right eye was still swollen shut and the cuts on her legs and arms were still red though the bleeding had long stopped.

Jessica shook her head and smiled. "No, I'm good."

He walked over to the dining table and sat next to Bobby, watching her move around. Bobby took a sip of his coffee as he read the morning paper. "She was up before me and asked where everything was so she could cook," he told Sam. "It's been a long time since the kitchen smelled this good. Ever since Karen…" He didn't finish his sentence and flipped the page of the newspaper.

Dean and Castiel walked in, greeting them and saw Jessica moving around in the kitchen. "Jessica, are you feeling alright?" her brother asked her.

"I'm fine," she replied. Once she was done making everything, she served everyone and brought their plates over to the table and sat down in between her brother and Sam. "I hope it tastes good."

Dean took a bite of the fluffy scrambled eggs, moaning like he was in heaven. "Damn, it's been a long time since I've had scrambled eggs this good. Sam's scrambled eggs never come out this fluffy or good."

"Better than yours, jerk," Sam muttered, eating some of his eggs. He noticed that Jess hadn't served herself much food, but then she was probably still aching from her injuries. "How are you feeling?"

She gave him a small smile, cutting a small piece of her pancake. "I'll live."

"Well, we need to figure out what other demons are after you two," Bobby stated, eating some of his potatoes. "That demon you killed, Astaroth? She was one of the big names in the demon world. Not as big as Lilith, but she gained a reputation for tricking a lot of female witches into making deals with her."

"Doesn't your brother know anything else?" Dean asked them.

Jess grimaced and put her fork down. "I tried calling him this morning…he didn't answer," she replied. "If our brother doesn't want to be found then no one can find him."

"So we can guess he's going to be after something even bigger than what we're possibly facing?" Dean asked.

"Our brother doesn't tell us anything despite us being his siblings," Castiel told him firmly and narrowed his eyes at him. "We don't know what he's doing. For all we know he's taking a vacation in the Bahamas again."

"Again? As in he's done this before?" Sam asked.

Castiel nodded, finishing his food. He wanted to call his brother and ask him what he knew, but he knew Gabriel would contact him whenever he felt the need too. As the hunters began discussing on who could be after him and his sister, he felt his cell phone vibrate in his pocket and saw a text message from Gabriel. He excused himself from the table, sharing a knowing look with Jess as he left the dining room. He looked at the message and frowned what it said.

A fair maiden born of the Earth with the Grace of Heaven
will carry the seed from Satan's child
Born under the sign of the Gemini
not fully Angel or Demon
will be man's Salvation…or Destruction.

"That sounds weird," Jess commented, reading the message from over his shoulder. "Does that mean we need to find this 'fair maiden' and protect her since Lucifer's kid will impregnate her? That could be anyone."

"But not just anyone is born with the 'Grace of Heaven,'" Castiel pointed out. "And we need to them about it. They might know something about it. He has to be talking about an angel. Unless…" He looked at his sister, noting that she was fair and a maiden at that since she made it clear that she wanted her first time to be with someone she loved.

She noticed the way he was looking at her and shook her head. "Hey, don't look at me. I'm a pure human. You know that. I never had the 'Grace of Heaven.' So that counts me out. Not to mention the message that the baby born from this union will be neither 'Angel or Demon' so that means it has to be a…angel? Angels exist?" she asked, looking at him in disbelief.

He nodded, texting their brother back and asking what did it mean and where did he hear it from. "Yes, maybe it's a fallen angel that he's talking about." After a few minutes, their brother didn't send anything and they sighed. "I guess that's all he's going to tell us. He must not know what it means. Perhaps a female angel cut out her Grace and fell from Heaven. There's no other explanation."

Jessica looked at him as though he grew a new head mixed with shock. "How do you know about angels? You've never met one."

"I…I don't know," he answered. How did he know that if an angel cut out their Grace then they would fall to Earth? Then again, he was having visions of himself and Dean like they were in another time. "But what should we do? Should we tell them about what Gabriel just told us?"

"That a possible female angel fell from Heaven and is in danger of carrying Satan's spawn's child?" she scoffed. "We need to focus on the demons after-" She stopped talking when she sensed demons nearby. "Do you feel that?"

"Yes, I do," he replied, pulling his angel blade out. "Go inside and tell the others, it seems like there's a group of them." There had to be about six of them outside of the junkyard and were making their way towards the house. Jessica ran inside the house to warn the others while he walked out to the entrance, keeping his blade in hand. A male demon walked passed him along with another one. He looked around to see if there was anyone else and saw no one. He snuck up behind them and one of their throats. The other one was about to yell out to his comrades, but he never got a sound out as Castiel stabbed him from below the jaw, pushing the blade through his head. He pulled the blade out then turned around when he sensed another demon, seeing a young brown-haired female with brown eyes that quickly turned black.

"Well, it seems that you're definitely the guy I'm looking for," she said with a smirk, eyeing him from head to toe. "You're not exactly what I pictured, but oh well. I guess even scrawny guys like you need a boost once in a while."

"Who are you? What do you demons want with me and my sister?" he asked her warily.

Her eyes went back to normal though he could still see her true face behind the human form and she gave him a taunting smile. "I've been called a lot of things, but you can call me Meg. It's been the most consistent name I've had. As for what I want with you, that's up to my father to decide. I'm just following orders. I don't even know why he wants your damn sister alive. He just said to make sure I bring both you and Sam Winchester in alive. That old man and Dean can die a slow death for all I care." She twisted her hand in the air and Castiel groaned in pain as he felt burning pain in his stomach and coughed up blood. "But I do have to make sure you can't use that fancy knife of yours." She curled her hand more, watching him fall to his knees. She walked over to him and kicked his blade away then grabbed him by his throat, lifting him up in the air. "Trust me, it's easier this way. Just do as you're ordered and be a good boy, Clarence."

Castiel struggled to get out of her grip, but she was still curling her hand and making the burning pain inside worse. He suddenly fell to the ground and coughed as he tried to regulate his breathing. He looked up and saw Jessica standing above him with her blade out.

Meg looked around and saw that the Winchesters were surrounding her along with the old man. "Shit…," she cursed under her breath.

"Doesn't look like you'll be getting them today, bitch," Dean told her.

She gave him a cocky grin, looking with black eyes. "Don't worry, Dean. I think I'll be seeing you sooner than the others." She looked over to Sam. "And I'll be seeing you when I get the little siblings." She looked up and turned into black smoke, leaving the area.

Jessica knelt next to her brother, sensing the pain he was in and could feel that the demon had done a lot of damage to him on the inside. "Hold still," she ordered and began healing him.

"Jessica, don't," Castiel tried to tell her and knew she was low on energy to heal him, but she wasn't going to listen. He pushed her hand when he saw blood coming out of her nose. "Are you okay?"

"No. I need to lie down," she admitted weakly.

Castiel held her close as she passed out and looked up at the Winchester brothers and Bobby. "She overdid it again. She won't be able to heal herself for another week or two."

"What about you? Is your mojo coming back any time soon?" Dean asked him.

"I'll try to heal her tomorrow. By then I should have some of my power back," Castiel stated. He saw Sam walk over to them and picked her up. "I can carry her."

"She just finished healing you. Give yourself a break," Sam told him and started walking back to the house with Bobby. He walked up to the room that Jess had been sleeping in and gently eased her onto the bed, covering her with the blanket. He saw Dean leaning against the doorway and sighed. "Well…? What are we going to do?"

Dean shrugged. "Beats me. It's not even noon and we're getting attacked. I think we need to demon-proof this house."

Sam nodded and left the room with his brother to go make plans with Bobby on making the house and the junkyard safe from demons so they could keep the Novak siblings safe. It didn't help that Dean received a text message from an unknown number, which he was assuming was from their older brother. And he and Sam knew that the man was taking his siblings' safety very seriously considering the threat he sent them.

You better keep my brother and sister safe…you don't want to go back THERE again, do you?

Sorry for taking a long time to update! I will admit, this story MIGHT get even slower on the updates. Usually after 5-7 chapters, I sorta look over the story and determine whether it's worth keeping up to continue or I take it down if I think it's not worth writing. But chances are, I might continue writing it.

And everyone's favorite female demon makes her appearance! She'll be making more appearances in the story along with more people.

See ya next chapter!

PS- I will correct any mistakes later when I have a chance. So sorry for that!