What Did You Do Cas!

"How long do you think it will take you to translate the tablet?" Sam asked Kevin. The prophet still looked very panicked. But no one could blame him. Being dragged in the the supernatural world like that, finding you are a prophet, and having angels and demons and other unworldly creatures after you. It could be quite a burden. Sam was actually quite impressed.

Kevin shook his head. "I.. I don't know. Maybe two hours. Less. I don't know."

"Okay. But know this, this is very important." Dean told him.

"I.. I know. I'll do my best." Kevin nodded hastily.

"Okay-"

Sam stumbled across a... wait was that a cat? what is a cat doing in.. Sam looked around himself. Wait! Where am I!? What is this place?! Sam started to panic, because this certainly wasn't the cabin. Not a second ago, he was talking to Dean and Kevin... sitting on chair... in Rufus's cabin. So what was he doing here? Where Sam stood was like a small room... like a trailer maybe. A big one too. And expensively furnished. After seeing some pictures framed on the wall, Sam realized where he was. He slammed his hand against his fore head and cursed under his breath. The cat (guess his alter ego owned a cat. Sam himself was more of a dog person) titled her head and stared at him with her amber green eyes.

Frustrated, Sam shouted at the cat, "What the hell am I doing in this alternate universe!"

"What..." Kevin and Dean looked dumbstruck at the place Sam sat not five seconds ago. He was saying something, and then, he just vanished. I to thin air.

"Is this normal, Dean?" Kevin asked, not taking his eyes off the spot Sam had sat.

"I can't say that it is." Dean replied, as surprised as the prophet.

Then, Meg and Cas appeared out of nowhere.

"Cas!" Dean said, getting up. "Where is Sam?"

"I was about to ask you the same thing Deany boy." Meg said instead.

"I didnt talk to you!" Dean growled.

"Way to treat a lady." Meg said. Dean snorted. He turned his attention towards Cas, who was busy grinning at two of his favorite people.

"Where is Sam, Cas!?" Dean asked, more insistently this time.

The grin disappeared from Cas' face. "I don't like it when you shout, Dean. Can we please not fight. Mahatma Gandhi said that one should never be violent. Non violence and honesty. The best policies."

Dean took a deep breath thinking about how it would have been great policies if Cas had actually implemented them. He turned to face Meg knowing he would probably not get anything from the mad angel.

"Do you know where Sam is? Did you do anything to him?"

"Wow don't look at me, tiger. I had nothing to do with Sam's disappearance." Meg said.

"Cas..?" Dean looked at Cas, waiting for an answer.

"Did you know that Honey bees have 6 legs, 2 compound eyes made up of thousands of tiny lenses, 3 simple eyes on the top of the head, 2 pairs of wings, a nectar pouch, and a stomach. And they are the only insects that produce something consumed by human beings." Cas said eagerly.

"Fascinating." Dean said sarcastically. "Now about Sam."

"And flowers are so colorful. Just looking at them brings so much peace in ones mind. You know, just yesterday, I visited a really huge and beautiful garden. It had so many flowers. And of course, a lots of bees. I really enjoyed it there. I think I'll go there again."

"Cas! You are stalling." Dean said, getting impatient. He was really getting tired of his behaviour.

"I was just having fun!" Cas complained.

"What do you mean? What did you do Cas?"

Meg groaned. "You did not!"

"What he did not?" Dean asked the demon.

"I clearly remember telling you quite strictly to not do that particular thing, Castiel." Meg scolded him

Cas suddenly found the floor to be very interesting. "I watched setting bored. And all the bees had went away for the day."

"Okay, some mind filling me into what's going on here?"

"Cas sent your brother into an alternate reality." Meg said casually.

"You did what!?" Dean growled.

"Alternate reality? That's a real thing?" Kevin asked. Everyone ignored him. He just sighed and sat down.

"I.. I don't like this. I don't like fights. I think I'll just go visit that garden, and follow a bee." And with a snap of a finger, he was gone.

Dean just stared at the empty spot left by him. He looked at Meg. "You were supposed to look after him, and let him do spells." He said furiously.

Meg shrugged. "He's an angel. It is very difficult to find him if he doesn't want to be found. And he vanishes a lot. It's hard to keep track of his every single moment."

Dean cursed under his breath. "Can you perform the spell?" He finally asked Meg.

"That powerful spell, I doubt it. I'm not powerful enough."

"Great! Just when we need your help, you're not powerful enough."Dean mocked her.

"Hey!"

"Stop complaining and go find Cas. He's the only one who could bring Sam back now. " Dean said impatiently.

"Ay ay Captain!" And with a small salute, she vanished.

"Jared? Are you in there?" Cas' voice called out from behind the door, except, it wasn't Cas. It was that actor, Misha something.

Sam didnt say anything, hoping he would just go away.

"I know you are in there. Don't pretend you are not. I asked Osric, and he said he saw you enter your trailer not 15 minutes ago. Come on open the door."

Sam cursed under his breath. Then he realized something. Misha had been killed by Virgil about a year ago. So why was he still alive?

Curious, Sam let him in. He looked exactly like Cas, now that Cas had taken upon his madness. Misha wore a light green sweatshirt, with ऊँ written on it in dark blue color. He had a lot of gel on his hair, and they were made in spikes. In all, he looked very gay.

Misha was grinning like a maniac. "I knew that would work."

"I'm sorry?" Sam asked confused.

"You know, if I said that someone saw you enter in your trailer, so you would have no other choice but to open the door." He said.

"Yeah... that was very clever." Sam said uncomfortably. Misha beamed. "Thank you."

"Hey weren't you supposed to be dead?" Sam said without thinking, and as soon as he said that, he regretted it. "I'm mean... about a year ago, while shooting for season..." he tried to think which season that was," 6 , something happened...and well..." Sam tried to say it without offending him, or making him suspicious.

"Am I hearing correct? The great Jared Padalecki is stammering!?" Misha said, his eyes wide.

"I uh... can you just answer the question!?" Sam blurted.

"Since I'm standing right here, in front of you, I'm obviously not dead. And what happened in season 6 was that every body woke up one day with having no memories of what had happened in the past two days. Remember? The cops and doctors said it was due to some kind of a gas leak?" Misha said.

Yeah right. Gas leak. Sam thought. That could have happened. Maybe Cas made everything all right.

"Okay thanks Misha. Bye." Sam said, and hurried away from the actor.

Misha just giggled to himself. He took out his phone and tweeted - Yo #Mishamigos! jarpad is getting old. Today, he couldn't remember the gas leak a year ago. Next thing, he'll be asking us what his name is! #GoSeeADoctor.

Dean and Kevin sat in the cabin. Dean was furiously muttering not-so-good-things about Cas, and all the not-so-good-things he would do to him once he got back. Kevin tried to calm him down, but Dean was too angry to even listen to him.

Finally, after about an hour, Meg returned with Cas.

"What took you so long?" Dean glared at her.

She glared back. "You try finding a crazy angel on a mission to see all the animals the world has to provide. It isn't easy. I found him floating over the Pacific Ocean, staring at a whale. And it took time to convince him to come back here."

"Did you know that whales are the the largest animals? Fascinating, isn't it?" Cas asked Dean. He was still smiling.

Kevin wanted to correct him that blue whales were the largest mammals, but it was probably not very important, and he figured Dean wouldn't approve of it.

"Bring Sam back, Cas." Dean said slowly and firmly.

Cas pouted. "But I don't want to." He complained.

"Now Cas."

"But this is so much fun. Sam must be having so much fun there. Don't take that away from him, Dean."

"I know for a fact that Sam isn't having fun there. So. Bring. Him. Back."

Cas pouted again. "Fine. But on one condition."

Dean sighed. "What condition?"

"You will have to play twister with me." Cas smiled.

"Not going to happen. You are going to bring Sam back, and I'm not going to play twister with you." Dean glared at him.

"Fine. Then I won't bring him back." Cas shrugged. He looked expectantly at Dean, waiting for an answer. Dean was very conflicted. He didn't want to play twister. But then, that was the only way Cas was going to bring Sam back. He came to a decision.

"Fine. I'll play. But first you bring Sam back."

"First Twister, then Sam."

Dean scowled and relented. Fucking Cas!