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Title: Stairway From Zion
Rating: R
Warnings: Mentions of torture. Violence, war scenes, cursing, drug withdrawal, medical experimentation, species prejudice, sex.
Wordcount: 63k
Summary: Orwellian AU. During the same raid that had Castiel crashing through the windshield of Dean’s getaway car, Dean loses both Sam and Anna to the hands of the angels. Human and angel should hate each other as circumstances dictate, but life has a funny way of changing the preordained path.

~*~

Epilogue
 
The next twenty-four hours are a blur. The others, naturally, are skeptical as to the veracity of the information Castiel provides. There’s always that probability that Castiel’s lying to them or at the very least, badly mistaken. But Dean knows that he’s not the only one to lose loved ones to the Nest of Love, and eventually, Dean manages to wrangle a small, six-men crew to help him break in. It sounds like a ridiculously small number, but it makes sense after some thought—they don’t have a prayer of freeing the prisoners there by sheer force, so stealth is their only option. Dean will take what he can get.
 
 It’s not that simple, of course. Very little ever is.
 
~*~
 
“Did you know all this time?” Dean asks Castiel when he finally has a spare moment. Castiel’s sitting on their bed, and the only reaction to Dean’s question is a sharper-than-usual inhalation, not enough to be called a gasp.
 
“I knew,” Castiel says. His voice is inflectionless and perfectly calm. “The Nest of Love is nothing if not rigid in its structure.”
 
“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”
 
A long silence. Finally, Castiel says, “Did I have reason to?”
 
“Yes,” Dean says, exasperated. “All this time, Cas! You know how important Sam is to me. Didn’t you think I’d jump at any chance to save him?”
 
“Yes,” Castiel says. His eyes flick up to look briefly at Dean’s before looking away. “To the exclusion of all else.”
 
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” Dean snaps. “He’s my brother. Do you expect me to just forget him?”
 
“I notice that you’ve stopped petitioning on Joe and Ryan’s behalf, now that you have news of Sam,” Castiel says blandly. “One wonders what other things you’ve dropped for your brother.”
 
“For your information, I told Ellen about what Dr. Robert’s doing, too,” Dean says. He sits down heavily on the bed next to Castiel, studying the angel’s impassive face. “As soon as I get back, I’m going to bust that guy’s sorry ass. And I’ll have you know that I put in a good word for Gabriel with Ellen, too. So I haven’t forgotten about them.”
 
“Obviously not.” Castiel’s voice is as cool as if he were talking about the weather.
 
“Cas,” Dean says tiredly.
 
Castiel’s hands twitch slightly, and Dean’s eyes are drawn to the movement. Impulsively, Dean reaches out and stills the movement with his hand over Castiel’s, interlacing their fingers together in a tight grasp. “What’re you afraid of?” Dean asks quietly.
 
Castiel turns his face away. “You should concern yourself with Sam.”
 
“I am,” Dean says. “I have. I always will. Doesn’t mean I can’t spare a minute here or there to wonder about you.”
 
“Angels as a rule are remarkably one-dimensional,” Castiel says flatly.
 
Dean snorts. “I’m sick of that tired argument, Cas.”
 
“It’s what I am.”
 
“It’s what you hide behind when you’re scared. It’s what I accuse you of when I’m pissed. That’s unfair, and I’m sorry.” The words are surprisingly easy to get out, and he presses on, needing Castiel to hear every word. “But it’s not true, and we both know it.”
 
“It doesn’t matter,” Castiel murmurs.
 
Dean shakes his head, surprised by the sudden vehemence rising in him. “You’re not an angel,” he says sharply, needing to hear the confirmation. “I sure as hell wouldn’t be doing this if you were,” he adds before leaning in and demanding a possessive kiss from Castiel’s lips. Castiel holds out for a few seconds, but as Dean reaches up to pull on that mussy black hair, he gives out a small sigh and yields to Dean’s hold. They fight for dominance for a moment before the kiss gentles almost as if by mutual decree, drawing a soft, breathless moan from Castiel. Dean savors the taste of Castiel, pressing in greedily before he finally has to pull away for air.
 
Castiel turns his face away as Dean leans in again. “It’s not just about that,” he says. His pupils are dilated and his lips are red, but he still manages to speak calmly.
 
“Then what is it about?” Dean presses.
 
Dean tilts Castiel’s chin up, refusing to let him look away. Castiel hesitates for a moment before his gaze flicks to up meet Dean’s. Castiel still has that angel Look that scrutinizes Dean from head to toe, but Dean’s capable of standing up to it now, or maybe because he’s got nothing to hide. “I am…redundant,” Castiel says at last, very quietly. “I had information of value. Now you know what I do, and there’s no point in this anymore.”
 
“Fuck,” Dean says feelingly. “I wasn’t keeping you around to weasel intel out of you, Cas! That was never the point. Why should anything change now that I know?”
 
“Not two minutes ago you were demanding to know why I didn’t tell you sooner,” Castiel says softly. “Sam comes first in your life. I understand that, Dean.”
 
Dean shakes his head. “Cas—what the hell do you think we’ve had all this time? You think I’m just going to throw that away?”
 
“You were missing a piece, as was I. Circumstances made the arrangement expedient.”
 
“You’re not a fucking substitute for Sam,” Dean says, exasperated. “Why is this an either-or situation, Cas?”
 
“Isn’t it?”
 
The intensity of the question takes Dean by surprise. He leans back for a moment, thinking how best to order the chaotic swirl of thoughts in his head. Castiel watches him, blue eyes steady and unwavering. Finally, Dean says, “Come with us, Cas.”
 
Castiel tenses—almost imperceptible, but Dean can feel the change in tension. “To the Nest of Love.”
 
“If you want to, I mean.” He takes a deep breath. “I wouldn’t feel right without you to back me up.” He reaches out, twines his fingers through Castiel’s. “I want you with me. Sam’s a part of me, yeah, but it wouldn’t feel right without you there.”
 
“You’ve survived without me this long.” Castiel’s voice is closed off, indicating nothing one way or another. “I doubt your companions would be happy to have an angel along. My own brethren will not be pleased, either. I’ve betrayed the Host in more ways than one.”
 
Dean sighs. “Do you trust me, Cas?”
 
There’s a brief moment of hesitation, and then Castiel says softly, “Insofar as an angel can trust a human, yes.”
 
It’s not exactly a declaration of undying love, but Dean accepts it. “Then we’ll stand together,” he says, quietly but firmly. “Whatever problems crop up, we’ll deal with them as they come, but without this stupid angel-human shit clogging up between us.”
 
“The ‘stupid angel-human shit,’” Castiel says slowly, and Dean smiles a little at hearing him swear, “is what makes us who we are. The rules that create order.”
 
“And the prejudices, the discrimination, the morons trying to punch your lights out because of what you are,” Dean says, shaking his head. “Sticking by something because it’s the way that things have always been done makes no sense.”
 
“And you see us as the revolutionaries who bring about a new world order?” Castiel asks, and there’s a definite dry note to his voice now. “We’re certainly the ones to do it, then.”
 
“Well, if a stick-in-the-mud angel can master sarcasm, I’d say anything is possible,” Dean says, grinning slightly. “And by the way, yes. Someone’s got to do it. And who better than an emotionally constipated human and a fallen angel?”
 
Castiel’s silent for a long moment. Dean wraps his arms around Castiel and holds him tight as Castiel begins to shake, hardly noticeable at first, but growing with an intensity born of fear, uncertainty, but ultimately, relief. When Castiel’s gained back some of his control, Dean reaches out, gently easing the trenchcoat from his shoulders. “Dean—” Castiel breathes softly as he presses a kiss into Dean’s palm.
 
“Cas,” Dean says quietly in reply.
 
Tomorrow, they’ll save Sam. Tonight, their names tied together seem to linger in the air, enough that nothing else needs to be said. 
 

Date: 2011-07-11 05:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] amydalena75.livejournal.com
It's finish! yay! I love this fic :D. Thanks so much for the fast update :D. I was holding my breath at each chapter ends.

Date: 2011-07-13 11:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daymarket.livejournal.com
Haha, well, now you can breathe. XD Thanks for reading!

Date: 2011-07-11 05:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aerilex.livejournal.com
So where would you like Godstiel and myself to erect this statue and temple?

This? Was. EPIC.

Date: 2011-07-13 11:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daymarket.livejournal.com
A pedestal of dark chocolate would do brilliantly, until I get peckish and start nibbling. :D Thank you for reading!

Date: 2011-07-11 06:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] darkslayerfaith.livejournal.com
This is an utterly brilliant story and verse that you created here and I hope one day that you write a sequel to dealing with how and if they save Sam. This story is so very good and I'm a bit sad that now its over.

Date: 2011-07-13 11:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daymarket.livejournal.com
Thank you, bb. I'm considering doing a sequel, but uh, it might take a while. Thank you for reading!

Date: 2011-07-11 08:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kundello.livejournal.com
Pretty much the only thing that's on my mind now is WHY SO SOOOOON ;____; It was the best fic I've read in a long while, and I'll definitely re-read it a bazillion times, and thank you.
I'm not even half as good with words as you are, so I can only say it was brilliant, awesome, I loved the universe and I would totally buy it if it was a book. Thanks for letting us read it~

Date: 2011-07-13 11:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daymarket.livejournal.com
Awww, thank you! Thanks for reading; I'm glad you liked it!

Date: 2011-07-11 09:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] harper47.livejournal.com
Beautiful ending. I'm so sad it's over as I loved visiting this universe you created.

Date: 2011-07-13 11:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daymarket.livejournal.com
*hugs* Thank you for reading!

Date: 2011-07-11 03:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] niidea222.livejournal.com
There should be a 'Sequel' button around here.
With the after the rescue and Sam/Gabe please?

Date: 2011-07-13 11:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daymarket.livejournal.com
Ahahaha, a sequel might have to wait a looong time, considering this took me nine months to bang out. And Sam/Gabe is a totally guilty pleasure of mine, so if there is a sequel that shouldn't be hard. XD Thank you for reading!

Date: 2011-07-11 03:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mulder200.livejournal.com
Why do I keep thinking of The Matrix when I read this fic?

“It was obvious that you were as uncertain of the situation as I was,” Castiel points out quietly. “And considering that you’re emotionally constipated, running away was a predictable reaction.”

Dean sputters. “Emotionally what? Hello, pot, meet kettle!”

A crease appears between Castiel’s eyebrows. “What?”


LOL!

The light touch on his face makes him jump. Dean opens his eyes involuntarily, and it’s his turn to gape. In his case, it’s at the small, almost indiscernible smile on Castiel’s face. “Perhaps I was wrong calling you emotionally constipated,” Castiel says softly. The dry observation takes a moment to make its way through Dean’s beleaguered brain, and all of a sudden Dean finds the strength going out of his limbs. Castiel steadies him with a hand on his hip, easing Dean down onto the bed next to him.

“Was that a yes?” Dean manages.

Castiel looks at him. “Yes.”

“Oh.”

Dean waits for his head to stop spinning at the sudden burst of adrenaline. Castiel waits for him patiently—well, not so patiently, if the way he angles for another kiss is any indication. “They won’t be awake,” Castiel says, and it’s enough of a non sequitur to give Dean pause. “But perhaps it’s a moot concern, if no such taboo exists—”

Dean’s eyes focus on Joe and Ryan in the other beds. “Uh,” he says, which is rather heroic considering the way his brain is spinning. “Taboo? Um, are you talking about—now—oh—now? Cas?”

“Yes,” Castiel says. His voice is huskier than ever, and Dean shudders as that primal region of his brain responds instinctively to that tone. “Now.”


LOL! No time like the present.

And Poor Cas and Dean! They are both struggling here but at least Dean is trying.

“The ‘stupid angel-human shit,’” Castiel says slowly, and Dean smiles a little at hearing him swear, “is what makes us who we are. The rules that create order.”

“And the prejudices, the discrimination, the morons trying to punch your lights out because of what you are,” Dean says, shaking his head. “Sticking by something because it’s the way that things have always been done makes no sense.”

“And you see us as the revolutionaries who bring about a new world order?” Castiel asks, and there’s a definite dry note to his voice now. “We’re certainly the ones to do it, then.”

“Well, if a stick-in-the-mud angel can master sarcasm, I’d say anything is possible,” Dean says, grinning slightly. “And by the way, yes. Someone’s got to do it. And who better than an emotionally constipated human and a fallen angel?”

Castiel’s silent for a long moment. Dean wraps his arms around Castiel and holds him tight as Castiel begins to shake, hardly noticeable at first, but growing with an intensity born of fear, uncertainty, but ultimately, relief. When Castiel’s gained back some of his control, Dean reaches out, gently easing the trenchcoat from his shoulders. “Dean—” Castiel breathes softly as he presses a kiss into Dean’s palm.


Ah! It may be the end but only of the beginning.

Date: 2011-07-13 11:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daymarket.livejournal.com
Yup, they've finally learned to trust each other. Well, sort of. Thank you for reading!

Date: 2011-07-11 04:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] siennis.livejournal.com
Oh my gosh! ::blinks back tears::

Tell me they save Sam and he's gonna be okay and they're gonna win the war and everyone will live happily ever after!!

Amazing story!

Date: 2011-07-13 11:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daymarket.livejournal.com
*hands you a tissue* Everything's going to be fine, don't worry. Thank you for reading!

Date: 2011-07-11 05:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] newbluemoon.livejournal.com
This was absolutely amazing. I take my hat of to you. Bravo.

Date: 2011-07-13 11:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daymarket.livejournal.com
Aw, thank you for reading!

Date: 2011-07-11 06:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scarecrowqueen.livejournal.com
I have no words for how lovely and heartbreaking this was.

Date: 2011-07-13 11:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daymarket.livejournal.com
*hugs* That's more than enough. Thank you for reading!

Date: 2011-07-11 07:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dogstar-corona.livejournal.com
Is it too early to ask for a sequel? :D

My gods, you are a fantastic writer! I was glued to my seat reading this. I can't wait to see what else you write in the future. *sends your muse a whole box of girl scout cookies* ^^;

Date: 2011-07-13 11:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daymarket.livejournal.com
*noms cookies* Mmph~never too early, but uh, might be a while before a sequel comes out, if it ever will. Thank you for the cookies (and for reading!)

Date: 2011-07-11 11:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] honeylocusttree.livejournal.com
What was I going to say? Oh yeah...AAARGHHH you cannot end it there nooooOOOoooooOooo!! *dies*

*achem* Anyway...yes. A fabulous read, with a nice arc and plenty of emotional rollercoasteriness. Thanks for a fantastic read! Your delivery, as always is impeccable. <3


I heard something about a sequel? Yes? Hmmm? *suggestive eyebrows*

Date: 2011-07-13 11:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daymarket.livejournal.com
*wiggles eyebrows* What did you say? I didn't hear nuffink. *innocent whistling*

Glad you enjoyed the fic, and thank you for reading!

Date: 2011-07-12 09:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] reticentric.livejournal.com
I'm sad it's over but I'm happy that it ended on a hopeful note. I'd like to think they saved Sam, he was okay and then Dean and Cas had a happy life either fighting against the creepy angels or winning the war. I really enjoyed this story, the world building was so awesome. It totally left me wanting more! :)

Date: 2011-07-13 11:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daymarket.livejournal.com
It'd be wonderful to think that they managed to end up happily ever after, and that's what I think, too. :) Thank you for reading!

Date: 2011-07-12 05:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] picklepegg.livejournal.com
This was brilliant and sucked me right into the little universe you have created.

I really felt for Cas when he was so unsure and reluctant to tell Dean the information he was concealing - the possibility of being useless and tossed to the wayside once Dean had the center of his universe back.

I like how you've left it open for a return to the universe, and I hope you do at some point.

It would be interesting to read about the rescue mission and to see what comes of Dr Roberts.

Thank you for sharing and for being a regular updater. Hope to see more Dean/Cas from you.

:D

Date: 2011-07-13 11:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daymarket.livejournal.com
Aww, thank you! I think they've both worked out some of their issues and managed to reach a sort of trust with each other, which really, is a big leap forward in any SPNverse. XD Thank you for reading!

Date: 2011-07-12 10:40 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] dossier.livejournal.com
I totally didn't want this to end! I love the rich world you've created, the push/pull between demon and angel, and life in the middle. The anthropology on the Angels had me curious through out, what with the wings of steel. I would love to hear your theory on that.

Date: 2011-07-13 11:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daymarket.livejournal.com
Oh, the wings of steel are removable. They're mechanical in this verse, not physical. Hope that clears up the confusion (or some of it), and thank you for reading!

Date: 2011-07-13 05:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rockahippo.livejournal.com
Omg, this is such a wonderful read that I'd have you know that I had to complete it before I had the mind to start working (yes, I was sneakily reading the during time I was at work in the morning)! The only gripe I have is that it shouldn't end so soon! Pray tell, would you revisit this story again?

Date: 2011-07-13 12:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daymarket.livejournal.com
Oh my gosh, I have no idea. XD It might take a loooong time for a sequel, though. Sorry about that, bb. *hugs* Thank you for reading this, though!

Date: 2011-07-13 03:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] elvisglasses5.livejournal.com
Wow. Wow wow wow wow wow. That was some phenomenal world building, completely absorbing and engrossing (as I've been reading this since last night, only interrupted by sleep!). I love the way Dean and Cas fumble their way to each other, through distrust and emotional numbness to (presumably) love.

Since I love nothing more than a well-written dystopian/postapoc D/C fic, I'll echo everyone else in hoping for an eventual sequel. But even if not, bravo for this epic fic! Look forward to reading more D/C from you. : )
Edited Date: 2011-07-13 03:09 pm (UTC)

Date: 2011-07-17 06:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daymarket.livejournal.com
Meep, sorry for the late reply! Yeah, the main focus of this fic wasn't so much blowing things up and overthrowing the angels as it was on the Dean/Cas relationship. :D I'm glad you liked it, and thank you for reading!

Date: 2011-07-18 08:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cotymundi.livejournal.com
Ok, I'm pretty devastated that this has finished. I love this! I wanted to read pages and pages more of what happens between Dean and Cas, what happens to Sam, to Gabriel, to Ryan and Joe and all the other humans/angels. It isn't just a story, you've created an entire world that is unique and I just can't get enough of it. Fabulous, fabulous stuff.

Date: 2011-07-19 06:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daymarket.livejournal.com
*hugs* Thank you! I'm thinking very (very, very) vaguely about continuing this verse, but it might take a while for anything to come to fruition. I'm glad you enjoyed what was up here, though. (:

Date: 2011-07-23 06:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kurenai24.livejournal.com
I liked this story but I have to say that through out most of this story I kept thinking to myself what was so special about Anna that made the rebels trust her over Gabriel who has fallen from grace ten years ago, even if Gabriel is annoying it shouldn't dictate the unfairness of letting someone basically in your inner circle of trust so easily while the one who has been there longer (Gabriel)and given you the info when asked is still looked at with distrust. I was hoping that by thenend of the story Dean would notice how he himself or at least the rebels have been treating Gabriel and apologize or better yet at least have an understanding and yet that never came to pass. Also I have to say that while most people would understand what Dean was telling Castiel...I on the other hand understood Castiel's pov more and was upset that Castiel seemed to had to understand why Dean was acting this way or at least understand why he had to look at life differently because of Dean's pov and I didn't really understand why Dean couldn't at least understand Castiel's pov no matter if what the angels do are bad or not. Anyway this comment was longer than I expected but as I stated earlier I did really like this story...I'm saving it and I would definately recommend.

Date: 2011-07-24 06:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daymarket.livejournal.com
Dean does state multiple times that he's trying as well, so I guess this is more a case of both guys trying hard to understand each other but somewhat off the mark at times. And yeah, I wanted to flesh out a bit more of Gabriel's backstory, but I could never find the place to fit it. I'm glad you liked the fic, though!

Date: 2011-07-25 02:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] vasiliki.livejournal.com
I loved it! I loved how situtions from canon were reflected in this fic, and especially the talk between Cas & Dean in the last chapter - a talk that should have taken place in canon, instead of what they gave us!

Date: 2011-09-02 02:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cedelede.livejournal.com
You, my dear, are amazing. I LOVE both Equilibrium and Supernatural and the fact that you put both of them together makes you one of my favorite people ever right now.

You combined the worlds beautifully and your characterizations were perfect. I was utterly captivated. So much so that I couldn't even stop long enough between chapters to leave a comment.

I think the most emotionally impacting scene for me was when Castiel finally cracked at Anna's death. It was heart-wrenching, powerful, and exactly how I would imagine Cas to react.

And now I must pull out my copy of Equilibrium and rewatch it since you've reopened my mind to that world.

Thanks again for a great story!

Date: 2011-09-02 02:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daymarket.livejournal.com
Haha, I haven't rewatched Equilibrium for ages, but I remember thinking that 1) the concept of stifling emotions was really intriguing and 2) there's no way in the world that gun-kata would work. Like, seriously, now way at all. :D The emotion bit stuck in my brain though, and I'm glad you liked the fusion!
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