Dean was very fidgety pacing back and forth in his room, his arms crossed and his heart pounding. His father had pulled him and Sam out of school for the week to keep them both under watch, Castiel's mother did the same with him and Jimmy. All their parents were freaking out about the thought of Alistair back in town. "This is bullshit." Dean said out loud to himself, all he wanted to do was go out to get out of this confined room. He was broke from his train of thought when someone called his name.

"Dean can you come down stairs for a minute!" he heard a voice call, e frowned walking to the door, he didn't think his parents were home.

"Dad?" he called poking his head out his door, when there wasn't an answer he crept out slowly walking to the stairs, "Dad? Is that you?" he padded down stairs and stopped dead on the last step as he stared at the scene in front of him, his little brother Sammy, shaking and trembling a knife held to his throat, and an ever familiar smile gleaming back at him.

"Hello Dean" Deans legs went weak at the sound of that voice, this couldn't really be happening "Sorry I missed your birthday, your old man had you on a tight lock down. I hope its not to late to give you your present"

"Dean" Sam said tears streaming down his face, Dean knew he was trying to hold them back, he was being so brave.

Dean felt his how tears start to well up "Wh-What do you want?" he asked, it was a stupid question because he knew what he was here for.

"You Dean, I want you, so you can come with me nice, or..." he held the knife firmly against Sam's throat making a small knick that one line of crimson seeped from "I can take him, I could never pass up free meat."

"No!" Dean shouted, taking a step forward "No, I'll good. Just let him good."

The man smiled throwing Sam a side, "Thats what I hoped you would choose." he held his had out and Dean took it, his hands were shaking, and his tears were falling now. "You are my favorite pet after all" he said as he caressed his cheek, placing his lips roughly against Deans in a force kissed.

Dean let himself be kissed, and his gasped as the man pulled away "Dean" his brothers voice was small and barely heard.

Dean looked at his brother "Take care of Mom and Dad okay Sammy?" his voice cracked on his brothers name and thats was all he got to say before he was being pulled out of the door and into a car, Sam screaming his name.

Sam ran back into the house and picked up the phone, he dialed his fathers number and bounced where he stood waiting for him to pick up.

"Winchester here?" his fathers voice seemed tired and rough.

Sam couldn't hold back the sobbed that made him fall to the floor "Daddy" he cried. Sam's never heard his father sound more worried then he did in that moment asking him what was wrong "He took him Dad, he took Dean. He looked like Azazel but it wasn't him, he's knocked out in the living room" his breaths were stuttered and pained, "Dad what do I do"

"Sam I want you to go over to the Novaks, don't tell them anything ok I'll be there in five minutes" his father hung up and Sam ran as fast as he could to the Novaks house, the sun should have been out but the clouds made it look very dark for one in the afternoon. He pounded on the door of the house and Jimmy answered taking in Sams appearance with a frown.

"Sam, are you okay?" he asked placing a gentle hand on the panting boy. Thats when Sam lost it, he collapsed to his knee and started to sob, tears streaming down his face "Oh my God, Mom!" he called out pulling Sam inside enough to shut the door.

His mother came rushing over, "What happened?" she asked kneeling next to the boy, he just shook his head a sobbed louder.

Jimmy knew that look on his face "He took him" Jimmy said softly Sam only nodding lunging forward into the older boys arms and clutching him tightly. Jimmy looked at his mother with wide eyes "He has Dean" he said.

"Whats going on?" Castiel asked walking down the stair Gabriel and Balthazar behind him.

"Nothing Cassie, go back up stairs" His mothers voice was stern as she stood, pointing for them to go back up stairs.

Suddenly John burst through the door, he was panting and out of breath, his whole body seemed to be shaking "Sam" he breathed a sigh of relief and his son pulled away from Jimmy and into his fathers arms.

John lifted his younger son hugging him tightly, he was close to tears himself "We're gonna find him I promise" John said.

"Mom" Castiel said with a shaky voice "Wheres Dean?" he reached the bottom of the stairs and slowly made his way over to the two Winchesters.

"Cas" John said with sad eyes looking at the young boy, the look he gave told Cas everything and the boys mouth fell open as he shook his head.

"Castiel, I'm sorry" Jimmy said walking up to his brother, "Cassie" Jimmy said softly as the boy started to cry, and instead of him running or falling into a fit, he fell into his brothers arms.

"This can't be real Jimmy" Castiel said clutching his brothers shirt, his body shaking as he cried "Not to him"

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Castiel couldn't sleep that night, Sam was staying in the guest room with his mother. John said he'd feel more comfortable if they all stay close together until they found Dean and the men that held Castiel captive all those years ago, Their friends from school were staying over to. They all tried to lighten the mood by telling stories about how they got most of the football team suspended by going through their files and digging up dirt on them, and how they black mail most of their bullies into leaving them alone. Little rebel detectives is what John use to call them, they even admitted trying to find out who Cas was, but Dean hid most everything from them, and after John had found his files missing he had spoken to them and stopped the whole thing. Dean had gotten a long speech about it to.

The thought of them all working together mad Cas smile, but the fact that Dean was still out there made his smile fade quickly. He was sitting in his room now, on the edge of his bed just thinking. Hoping Dean was ok.

Castiel was broken from his thoughts by his phone buzzing on the bed side table, he frowned picking it up. His heart stopped when he saw Deans name next to the message icon. He quickly opened it seeing that it was a video that was sent to him. He clicked play not think before doing so.

"Say hi Dean" a voice behind then camera cooed, Deans head lulled back his eyes half lidded and glazed over. Castiel knew he was drugged, he wanted not to watch but he couldn't take his eyes off the screen.

"Daddy" Deans voice was slurred, and as the camera moved back Castiel could now see he was lying on a bed without a shirt he was trying to pushing himself up to sit but he was to disoriented to do so. Castiel covered his mouth, his stomach turning.

"He looks so beautiful like this" Castiel recognize the voice as Lucifer's, he was always very sinister even when Castiel knew him.

"You do have excellent taste son... He's almost as beautiful as Christopher." A hand came into frame running its way across Deans chest and down his stomach, Dean mumbled a protest, but neither men took notice. His hand snaked down under Deans waist lines, Dean whined at the unwanted contact "Please, stop" He protested his hand pushing at the mans shoulder Alistair's face finally came into view as he slapped Dean in the face, making his hand fall. Dean began to cry as Alistair stroked his, his hand making small movements under the fabric. "Quiet a package on this one" Alistair chimed with a dark smile.

Castiel threw his phone on his bed not able to watch anymore, he rocked himself on his bed the light muffed sounds of Deans whining and crying still coming from his phone. Castiel's breath started to come in short quick pants and his chest felt tight, he brought his knees to his chest as he began to tremble. "Dean" he said quietly. His mind was raising a mile a minute on a way to find Dean, finally one person came to mind.

Castiel shot up on shaky legs and ran out of his room, he went into Jimmy's room were Ash and Jo had crashed for the night not wanting to go home. Castiel crept over to Ash gently shaking him, he groaned smacking Castiel's hand away, Castiel rolled his eyes being very weary of touching him in the first place "Ash wake up" he whispered harshly.

Ash groaned opening his eyes "Jimmy?" he questioned sitting up.

Castiel shook his head "No its Cas, do you have your computer?" he asked in a hushed tone.

Ash frowned "Umm yeah why?" he asked rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

Castiel pulled his phone out "I need your help" he said, Ash said nothing else in fear of waking up Jo and Jimmy, he just grabbed his computer out from underneath his pillow and followed Castiel down stairs to the living room for the details.

"So whats up?" Ash asked sitting down on the couch.

Castiel sat on the opposite side "I got a text from Deans phone earlier and I was gonna call it, I know it sounds crazy but I know someones gonna pick up. Would you be able to trace the call?"

Ash looked at him wide eyed "I-uh yeah sure, but you gotta keep them on the line for a minute or two"

Castiel nodded and handed Ash his phone to get it hooked up to his computer, once it was ready he handed it back to Cas "Ok when ever your ready"

Castiel nodded taking a deep breath looking at Ash "Please try and ignore anything you hear me say, it'll just be to keep him on the line." he said Ash just nodded giving him a weak smile, Castiel dialed the number holding the phone to his ear. It wasn't long before that familiar sly voice was answering.

"Christopher?" he said with delight "I guess this means you got your brothers video, doesn't he look delicious?"

Castiel cringed at the thought of Dean like that "Yes father" he said flatly, "I wish to come home" his body gave a shiver at the thought of going back there.

"Oh, you do now?" he said, he sounded suspicious of Castiel "You ran away though, why now do you want to come back"

Castiel knew exactly how to grab Alistair's attention "You have who I want, I know you go a lot of request from your buyers for older boys." he explained in a tone that made Ash look at him, he wouldn't have guessed that Castiel was the one talking unless he was looking at him. "Don't you think me and Dean would look delicious together?" Ash shifted uncomfortably and Castiel shot him an apologetic glance, Ash could see how visibly sick Castiel seemed so he just motion for a few more seconds.

"mmm I have missed you Christopher, my little angel" Castiel physically heaved at him saying that covering his mouth with his hand, Ash almost jumped off the couch holding his computer close, he place a near by trash can in front of Castiel who just shook his head "you were my best seller, those blue eyes of yours... beautiful"

"Let me be with him father" Castiel asked desperately breathing a sigh of relief as Ash gave him the signal that he had him.

"Come home Christopher" after that the line went dead and Castiel stood his stomach still feeling sick, he ran a shaky hand through his hair taking a breath.

"You ok man?" Ash asked, Ash was bad at comforting people he always felt awkward.

"No, right down the address" Castiel said pushing aside his feelings, he took the paper from Ash and headed for the door, "I need you to get John john over here, but wait half an hour, and then tell him to go here, thank you Ash"

"Wait hold on" Ash walked over pushing a hand against the door Castiel was trying to open "And what exactly are you going to do when you get there" he asked with worry in his voice.

Castiel looked at him sternly his eyes dark "Let me worry about that, just do as I say and everything will be fine." with that being said Castiel pulled open the door and left Ash standing in the door way. Castiel took one look at the paper and started sprinting, just like he'd done before to get away from Alistair except now he was going back. "I'm coming Dean" he thought to himself. His throat burning from the cold air and is limbs going numb, but no matter what he promised he wouldn't stop until he was there with Dean.