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Part 5
Sam, Dean , and Cas all stood there as the door blasted up, revealing 3 angels. They all had angel blades in there hands, ready to fight themselves.
âWe don't want to hurt anyone, especially you Castiel.â One of the angels spoke in the doorway, slightly stepping into the hotel room.
âThen what is the purpose of this?â Sam questioned back.
âThere are a lot of reasons. For starters, humans and angels canât be together!â The same angel spoke. âIts-its not natural and always ends badly.â
âEither end the relationship or we will hunt you down until one or both of you are dead!â Another angel spoke.
âLets fight then, because Iâm not running from you anymoreâ Cas said to them. âIâm happy, canât you see that. I never admitted how I felt towards Dean because I knew the risk. I knew what would have happened if I did! I donât care anymore, so if you want me deadâ Cas said as he threw his knife on the floor. âIf you really want me dead, you can just kill me now, no fight.â
âCas, donât be stupidâ Dean said to him.
Cas turned around and smiled back at Dean.
The angel, who appeared to be the leader of the group, slowly stepping up to Cas, drawing up his blade, ready to plunge it into his chest. He was interrupted by someoneâs voice.
âHey!â he turned around to find one of his companions with their own blade drawn, stabbed him right in the heart.
âJoseph, what the hell!â the last remaining angel spoke to him. âYou canât just-â
He was cut off by Joseph walking up to him, stabbing him in his abdomen, killing him instantly.
âUh-soâ Dean said bringing his right hand to his head, scratching it, with a confused look on his face. âWhat just happened?â he finished bringing his hand back down.
âObviously as you just heard from my fellow brother, I am Joseph.â He spoke.
âWhy did you do that, Joseph? You just ruined your lifeâ Cas told him, sounding sympathetic but also confused.
âWhat you said, it really got to me. Youâre right. What the hell does it matter, youâre happy and that's all that should matter.â He said back to all three of them. âListen, you guys should get out of here before any one else shows up.â
Sam first exited the hotel room, grabbing the keys to the car and making his way out of the hotel. Cas followed Sam to the car and got in the back seat of the Impala. Dean was walking out the door when he paused and turned around.
âThank youâ he said to Joseph.
Joseph responded with a slight nod and smile to show his appreciation.
âSo, where to? Back to the bunker?â Cas asked.
âI mean, the bunker is predictable. What about the cabins Bobby had placed around for all the hunters to crash when they need to?â Sam responded back.
Dean tilted his head, slightly agreeing with Sam.
âWhat state?â Dean said.
âGot it.â Sam shot up, snapping his finger. âFlorida. We can make this the vacation we have always wanted.â
âIâm down. Cas, you in?â Dean said, looking into the back seat.
âAbsolutelyâ he replied back, following with a big smile.
âWait canât angel track you or something?â Sam said before they headed their way to Florida.
âPull overâ Cas said.
Cas got out of the car which followed Sam and dean to promptly exit as well.
âCas what are yo-â Dean was interrupted by Cas placing one hand on his chest and the other on Sam.
âSeriously? That again?â Dean said.
âItâs the only thing we can do. If we put angel wardingâs Iâll be blocked out as well, branding you was the only thing I could think ofâ Cas told Sam and Dean.
âYeah, didnât think of that. This way we can be togetherâ Dean replied back.
Dean and Cas stood there staring at each other when they heard Sam clear his throat.
Dean slowly look at Sam, giving him a death stare.
âWhat? I was uncomfortableâ Sam laughed uncontrollably.
Dean rolled his eyes as the all returned back to the car, heading off, not knowing what to expect.
Part 4
âDean?â The sound of Samâs voice brought Dean out of his thought.
âMm-what?â Dean replied.
âWeâll find him, Dean. Everything's going to be okay and go back to normal. At least our normal.â Sam reinsured his brother once again that everything was going to work out.
âSam, we have been driving for hours. We canât catch up with him because he hasnât stopped since we have been driving. How in the hell are we going to find him? Tell me, Sam. What's your plan?!â Dean raised his voice at his brother, showing his frustration of the whole situation.
âOkay. You need to calm down. We wonât get anywhere if you keep acting like this.â Sam told his brother.
âYou-your right. Iâm sorry. I just feel so stupid. I should have seen this coming.â Dean pulled over the car and got out. âYou can drive, Iâm not in the mood.â Dean said, voice full of sorrow.
Sam got into the driver seat. He looked at his brother with sad eyes. He knew Dean was in pain and the only thing he could do to help was to find Cas, which was getting harder and harder every minute. Sam picked their conversation back up.
âDean, you donât have to apologize. Youâre going through a lot. It took you how many years to finally admit your feelings toward Cas then this happens. Itâs not fair.â Sam said.
âDamn right.â Dean said in agreement and frustration. âListen I donât want to talk about it unless we have a lead, okay?â
âOka-no. No, no, no, no! Damn it!â Sam said aggressively tapping his phone screen with his finger.
âWhatâs wrong?!â Dean replied, quickly sitting up from the passenger seat.
âCas, he-he turned off his phone, or it died, something. We have no way of tracking him anymore.â Sam knew this would frustrated Dean even more.
Dean ran his hands through his hair, tears returning to his eyes.
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It was night time now and Sam and Dean had been driving for hours. They had soon arrived at a hotel to get some sleep.
âOne room, two beds.â Sam said to the women who was running the front desk. She handed him the key card to the door and they made there way to their room.
âIâm going to take a shower. Might help clear my head.â Dean said.
Sam only replied with a small smile and a slight nod of the head.
Sam had heard the water off the shower turn on. With his brother occupied, he decided he would try, once again, to contact Cas.
âCas, I don't know if you can here me, but if you can, call me. Dean-Dean is a wreck right now and the only thing that will help him is-is you coming home, where you belong.â Sam waited a few seconds. When nothing happened, he slammed his hands on the thighs of his legs to show his disappointment, following with a sigh.
Sam threw himself into his back on one of the beds. After a few minutes of laying there, his phone suddenly rang. He picked it up, not recognizing the number that was calling.
âHello?â he said.
âSam?â He immediately recognizing the voice on the other end.
âCas! Where the hell are you?â He said, having no patience. He rose from the bed and went outside of the hotel room.
âSam, Iâm not telling you that. Iâm sorry but I canât.â Cas said, pain in his voice.
âYou won't tell me where your at, fine. But at least talk to Dean, he's not in a good place.â Sam Informed him.
âNo. Sam, I can't bring myself to talk to him. This is my fault.â Cas said.
âCas, that's not true. This is not the fault.â Sam reassured him. âListen just give me a town? We will drive non stop. Cas, Dean needs you. He-he really does love you.â Sam said, smiling because he knew his brother was happy with Cas.
Cas hesitated before speaking.
âI have to go. Tell Dean again that I'm sorry and that I love him.â Cas said with his voice breaking halfway through and quickly hung up the phone.
âCas, wai-â It was to late. He had already hung up the call.
Sam went back into the hotel room. A few minutes after returning from outside, he heard the sound of glass breaking.
âDean? You okay?â Sam said, knocking on the bathroom door. Dean quickly opened it, revealing his bloody knuckles. âWoah. What did you do?â
âPunched the mirror. Very stress reliving.â Dean said
âUh-okay?!â Sam said, worried for his brother.
Dean walked over to his bag to get out his medical supplies to wrap up his hand.
âYou heard from him?â Dean suddenly asked as he pulling out small shards of glass from his knuckles.
Sam hesitate as he didnât know if he should tell Dean.
âYeah, actually. He just called.â Sam finally spoke.
âWhat? And you didnât let me talk to him?â Dean raised his voice. âWhat the hell, Sam?â
âDean?â Sam said.
Dean realized what Sam was saying without him actually having to say anything. âHe didnât want to talk to meâ Dean replied with an annoyed, yet hurt sounding chuckle.
âDean-â Sam tried to speak but was interrupted by Dean.
âItâs fine Sam. Really.â Dean said as he finished cleaning up his hand and walked out of the hotel room.
Sam got up to follow him out but decided he would give him space.
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Dean was sitting in the Impala thinking about Cas as he cranked up the engine to go for a drive.
By now it was almost 10 oâclock and he had been driving for about an hour when he heard his phone ring.
âWhat is it, Sam?â Dean spoke into the phone.
âDean, where are you?â Sam said in a panic.
âAbout 15 minutes from the hotel, why whatâs going on?â Dean said, now in a panic himself.
âDean, just get back here as quick as possible.â Dean was scared at this point, not knowing what to expect when he returned.
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When Dean arrived back at the hotel, he found Sam waiting outside of the door of their hotel room.
âSam, whatâs wrong? Why couldnât you tell me over the phone?â Dena said, getting out of the car.
âDean, I need you to not totally flip out when you walk in here.â Sam said holding up his hand.
Sam opened the door, to reveal Cas sitting on the bed.
Dean just stood in the doorway, limp and unable to move.
âSam? Give us a minuteâ Dean said.
Sam shut the door and remained outside.
âExplain now!â Dean snapped at Cas.
âDean, I-Iâm sorry. I shouldnât have just run off like that. When I called Sam and he told me how this- how I was affecting you with this, I made the decision to find you guys.â Cas told him. âBut thatâs not the only reason I came backâ he informed Dean.
âWhat is the other reason?â Dean asked him.
âThe other angels, the ones who are trying to keep us apartâŚthey found you and-and they were th-this close t-t-to-â Cas couldnât even get out the words as they hurt him to much to say. He said this starting to cry.
âHey, calm down, Cas. Iâm fineâ Dean told him, looking in his eyes.
âThen what happened to your hand?â he asked as he noticed the bandage that had blood peaking through.
âUh, I may or may not have punched the mirror out of frustration.â Dean and Cas both laughed.
âI can fix itâ Cas said has he held out his hand and put it over Deanâs. Dean unwrapped his hand and opened and closed his fist.
âThanksâ Dean said.
Cas returned with a warm smile.
âSo, are you staying, or are you going to run away again?â Dean asked him, afraid of an answer.
âIâm staying. You donât have to worry about me just up and leave again. If this battle is going to happen, itâs going to happen with us together.â Cas said, small tears still in his eyes
Dean had a sigh of relief when Cas said those words. âCas.â Dean replied.
Cas looked up from his hands as Dean placed his lips on his. Dean slowly and slightly fell on top of Cas on the bed.
âDean, your brother could walk in at any moment.â Cas told him, following with a laugh.
âLet himâ he said not caring.
âDean?â Cas once again said.
Dean planted his face into Casâs right shoulder, now laughing himself. They both laid their continually . Dean feel into his back where they both continued laughing.
âIâm glad you're back Cas. Donât ever leave like that againâ Dean slipped out through his laughter.
âCas had managed to pull himself together and stop laughing. â Iâm not going anywhereâ Cas said, assuring Dean once again that he was here to stay.
âWe should go get Sam and-â Dean was interrupted by Sam quickly throwing open the door and running into the room.
âWhat's going on?â Dean said.
âAngels, they found usâ Sam Informed both Cas and Dean, who both stood there, looking at each other once last time.
âLetâs do thisâ Dean said as he grabbed his angel blade and Cas popped his angel blade out from the right sleeve of his trench coat. âBring it onâ Dean said, preparing himself for the battle.
I started part 4 so that should be up next week â¤ď¸

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This is part 3. Enjoy!!
1 Month Later
It has been a month since Cas and Dean first got together. They were happy finally being with each other, hunting when they wanted to, Sam supporting them. That all changed rather quickly.
âMorning Deanâ Sam said as Dean a walked into the kitchen.
âMorning Sammyâ Dean responded, running his hands through his hair.
âWhat time did you go to bed last night?â Sam asked.
âTo lateâ Dean responded in a tired, annoyed voice.
Sam chuckled in responses to Dean's remark. Dean pointed his finger at Sam to silently tell him to stop laughing. Sam nodded his head and rubbed his lips together as he understood what he was trying to say.
âWhat kept you up so lateâŚor should I say who?â Sam said trading his brother, once again laughing.
âSam? Shut up!â Dean said extremely annoyed.
âWhy should Sam shut up?â Cas walked into the kitchen where Sam and Dean sat drunk their morning coffee.
âNo reasonâ Sam quickly responded, winking at Dean, following with a faint laugh.
Dean rolled his eyes at his brother as he does quiet often. Sam searched his computer for any suspicious murders or abductions in the area but came up empty.
âFind anything?â Dean asked after Sam closed his computer.
âNoâ He responded back.
âUh. Well might as well take the day off.â Dean spoke.
Dean rose from the table and went back into his room, Cas and Sam remaining at the table.
âSam?â Cas said as Dean was out of sight. âStop teasing your brotherâ
âUh-I-I didnât do anythingâ Sam said putting his elbow on the table and holding up his index finger. âAnd even if I was I have the right, Iâm his brother. But I guess Iâll cool it for a while.â
âThank youâ Cas responded in a sweet tone.
Cas pushed back his chair to get up from the table when he quickly brought his left hand to the side of his head.
âCas? You alright?â Sam quickly asked.
âYeah yeah Iâm fine.â Cas left the kitchen and walked into the hallway. Sam still remained at the table sitting there with a concerned look on his face.
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Cas slightly knocked on Deanâs bedroom door. âDean?â he said softly through the door.
âCas, you donât have to knock, you can come inâ Cas opened the door to find Dean laying on his bed, watching TV.
âSorry.â Cas said to him, still in a soft voice.
âHey, you alright? You seem likes somethingâs wrong.â Dean immediately thought something was wrong by the way Cas was acting.
âYeah, just thought I would check up on youâ Cas said in a nervous, shaky voice now.
âOkay, whatâs going on?â Dean grabbed his remote to turn of his TV, sitting up to look at Cas better. CasâŚ?â Cas sat down at the foot of the bed.
âDean, you know I love youâ Cas said turning to look at Dean.
âCas, you're really starting to freak me out. You want to tell me what is going on.â Dean said, placing his right hand on Casâs back. Cas quickly said up from the bed. âThis isn't you. What's wrong?â Dean was in a panic, his voice cracking with tears forming in his eyes.
âIâm sorry, Deanâ Cas said, leaving Deanâs room, shutting the door behind him. He quickly made his way to the stairs and headed out the door. The sound of Dean banging on his door drew Samâs attention.
âDean?â Sam asked.
âSam, Sam open the door, somethings wrong with Casâ Deanâs voice once again cracking.
Sam moved that chair that Cas had placed in front of the door to keep it from opening. Dean quickly emerged from his room, running through the bunker looking for Cas.
âCas!? Cas!â He looked everywhere but Cas was no longer in the bunker.
âDean, what the hell happened?â Sam said, slightly raising his hands.
âCas, he came into my room acting weird. He sa-said he loved me and that he was sorry, then he-he just left. He just left Sammyâ Dean was starting to cry but quickly stopped himself.
âYou know, before Cas headed into your room, something did happen. He stumbled as he got up, out his hand to his as ifâŚâ Sam and Dean looked up at each other both realizing what had happened, at least some of it.
âYou donât think itâs angel radio, do you?â Sam questioned.
âIts got to be. What else would have him this on the edgeâ Dean responded. âIâm going to try and call himâ Dean said has he pulled his phone from his back pocket. After a few rings, Casâs voicemail picked up. âCas, call me back. Where are you? Iâm worried about youâ It was obvious to Sam that Dean was actually worried about Cas.
âDean, take it easy. We will figure this out.â Sam said trying to console his brother.
âSam, we have to find him. We have toâ Dean finally broke down and started crying. Sam was comforting his brother when he heard his phone go off..
âDean, itâs Cas.â He said, answering his phone.
âCas? Cas, what the hell, man. Where are you?â Dean grabbed Samâs phone from his hands to clearly talk to him.
âDean, I got your message. Believe me when I say I donât want to do this.â Cas said with pain in his voice.
âThen donât and come back homeâ Dean said pain to in his voice.
âI canât. Itâs for your own protection. Dean. Itâs the other angels.â He had confirmed what Sam and Dean thought, it did involve angels but they didnât know why. âThey know. They know about us and you know angels and humans can be together romantically.â
âCas..?â Deanâs voice cracked, once again finding himself crying.
âThey threatened you Dean. I had two options. 1: End things with you, or 2: Leave. I figured just leaving with hurt you less, cause more panic yes, but if I just ended things you-â Dean interrupted Cas.
âCas, I donât care about the angels. Their still dicks, always will beâ Dean said. âBut Cas, I know what it's like to have a life with you now, and I don't want one without itâ Dean was still crying.
âDean, I have to go. I love youâ Cas hung up the phone.
âCas? Cas?! Damn it!â Dean threw Samâs phone at the wall, breaking it.
âDean? That was my phoneâ Sam said in a child like voice.
âHow many phones do you have, Sam. Losing one wonât hurtâ Dean snapped back at him.
âOkay. Hey how long were you on the phone?â Sam asked.
âA few minutes, why?â Dean paused. âTrack it Sam.â Dean said quickly, both of them racing to Samâs laptop. âHe can't be farâ Dean said under his breath.
âHis phone was last atâŚ30 minutes from here. Dean, he didn't turn it off.â Sam said, looking at his brother.
âLet's go, nowâ Dean grabbed his jacket as they headed to the Impala to track down Cas and end this before Cas, and the situation, goes to far.
This is the second part to the fic I currently have on my blog. Hope you enjoy! Feel free to leave feedback.
Here is the 1st part: https://castielinanutshell.tumblr.com/post/678660842097688576/this-is-my-first-time-writing-any-kind-of
Destiel Fic: Part 2: Vamp and Relationship
âDean? Cas?â They heard Sam coming from the hall into the garage where the car was. Dean and Cas quickly pulled away from each other. âReally, Samâ Dean mutter under his breath as he heard Sam approaching the garage.
âDinnerâs readyâ Sam said. âOkâ Dean replied sounding slightly annoyed. âYou coming Cas?â Dean added with a head nod. Cas shook his head no with a frown on his face âNo, I th-think Iâll stay here a whileâ Cas said now smiling back at Dean. âOkâ Dean told him, not trying to hard to convince him he should join them, giving back a small, soft smile.
âSo?â Sam quickly said as his brother entered the kitchen and sat down to eat.
âSo what?â Dean said slowly and sounding confused.
âWhat was going on in there? Sam paused and looked at his brother. âBetween you and Cas?â Deanâs eyes widen.
âNothing was going on. We were just talking. What wrong with that?â âNothing.â Sam said holding up his hands. âNo need to get upsetâ. âOkay then. Moving onâ Dean told him quickly trying to change the topic. After dinner, they had decided to watch TV before going to bed.
âIts late. I think Iâm going to crashâ Sam spoke following with a yawn. âNight, jerkâ Dean said antagonizing his brother. âNight, bitchâ Sam replied back and chuckled as he made his was to his room.
âDean?â he heard Cas say walking in.
âHey. Where have you been all night?â Dean asked.
âHonestly, hidingâ Cas told him. âWhy hiding. Most importantly from who? Sam orâŚor me. Because if itâs over what happened you initiated it no-â Dean was cut off once again.
âDean you seriously have got to stop being so nervous around me. First off yes I did initiated and Iâm glad I did. Second, Iâm not hiding from youâ He told Dean. âIâm hiding from your brother.â Cas said slightly, tilting his head down, looking at the floor.
âSammy? Really?â Dean laughed.
âWell tell me Dean, do you want him to know what happened?â Cas asked him, raising his voice a bit.
âWell I-I me-mean maybe not immediately. I would like to see where this goes first. Keep it secretâ Dean was afraid Cas would be mad that he didnât want people to know just yet.
âProgressâ Cas said, smiling, looking up slowly into Deanâs eyes. âIâm sorry now, what?â At this point, Dean had no idea what he was talking about. âYou told me the truth, you didnât lie about your feelingsâ âUh. Well I guess when you finally start expressing them, it feels goodâ They both laughed and smiled.
âListen, it is late and you know I need my four hours.â Dean pointed to the hallway which led to all the bedrooms. âAlrightâ Cas replied. âGoodnight, Cas. I lov-â Dean stopped himself before he could finish and hurried into his room.
Dean entered his room, shutting his door. With his back up against the door, he let out a big sigh. He got in his bed, drifted off to sleep, smile on his face, thinking about Cas.
It was the next morning and Dean was waking up, when out of the corner of his eye he saw someone. âDammit Cas! For one, it still completely creepy even if circumstances are different nowâ Cas smiled at the way that sounded when actually spoken. âAnd two, how the hell did you even get in here?â Dean said.
âI know how to open a door, Deanâ Dean tilted his head in agreement with Cas. âI haven't been in here long, I just came to wake you up and tell you Sam was about to leave to go get breakfastâ Cas said caringly and sweetly.
Dean got up out of bed and Cas headed his way back into the library where they all often hung out. âDean, hey what do you want for breakfast?â âGood morning to you tooâ Dean said, joking with Sam. Sam responded with an eye roll. âMorning Dean. There, happy?â Dean had a goofy smile on his face.
âNow, I will have a stack of pancakes with bacon with-â Sam held up his left hand.
âI know. Extra greaseâ Sam said.
âYou know me so wellâ Dean told him.
This time, it was Sam who rolled his eyes. âIâll be back ain a few minutes.â
âHey. We have a chance to actually talk without Sam interruptingâ Dean said walking over to the table where Cas sat. âDean, if you don't want to do this itâs fine. I understand.â âCas, shut upâ Dean followed with a small laugh. Grabbing Cas by the collar of his trench coat, brought him in for a kiss.
âI love youâ Dean finally managed to say, for real, for the first time.
âDean. I love you, too. I have for as long as I can rememberâ Dean was surprised when Cas said and pulled him in for and kiss. Dean cupped the back of Casâs neck in his right hand, slowly taking off the left shoulder of his trench coat with his left hand. When Cas was getting ready to take off his tie, Dean's phone chimes with a notification. Dean grabbed his phone from his pocket, reading a message from Sam.
âUgh. Sam is about to be backâ Dean said frustrated.
âWe could just tell himâ Cas suggested.
âA little more time Cas. This is a big changeâ Dean said to him. âAlright. Let's get everything ready at the tableâ Cas said happily.
Not soon after they say back down at the table, Sam arrived back. âHey guys. I'm backâ Sam said descending down the stairs, the fresh smell of bacon filling the bunker.
âFood, Iâm starvingâ Dean said as he rose from the coach, lingering his hand on Casâs.
They sat at the table, eating breakfast. After they were done, Dean picked up the mess that had been made from the breakfast. Cas was sitting at the other end of the table, going through his computer to see if he can find a case. âCas, find a case?â Sam asked. âPossibly. There was a young women found, almost completely drained of bloodâ âVampiresâ Sam and Dean said at the same time. âWhere is the location?â Dean asked, sitting back down, following with a sip of coffee. â10 miles from here. Practically in own backyardâ Cas told them. âLets hit it.â Dean said, drumming the table as he was getting up.
Dean grabbed his jacket to put it on. âCas, you stay here. All of us don't need to go. Itâs only a 15 minute drive. Weâll see if itâs worth our timeâ Dean said, smiling back at Cas. âAlright, Deanâ Cas responded.
Sam and Dean arrive at the medical examiners office shortly after. âHey. Agent Smith, this is my partner Agent Smithâ Dean told the medical examiner. âUh no relationâ Sam added. Dean pointed at Sam to gesture he agreed with him. There was a awkward pause between them.. âRight. So Iâm sure the Sheriff told you we were coming.â
âYes he did. Iâm Medical examiner Bailey Marksâ She said to Dean and Sam. âYou can see here weâre there was a needle, Iâm assuming to drain her of her bloodâ Bailey said, following with a sign and putting her hands on her hips.
Sam and Dean looked at each other both knowing for sure that this was a vampire. âIts just horrible. Who would do something like this, especially to a nice young womanâ âWait, did you know the victim?â Sam asked.
âYes I did. Emily Stevens. She went to school with my daughter. Both graduated high school together, good friends tooâ she informed them with a tear in her eye.
âWas your daughter still in contact with her?â Sam asked her.
âActually, yes. My daughter, Hayley Marks, told me the other day that Emily was back in town and they had been talking the past few weeks. Hayley is heartbroken over this.â She said, tears still in her eyes
âWould you mind if you have us her address, we would like to ask her a few questions.â Dean responded back.
âYeah, yeah of course. Here. Iâll call her to inform her you guys will be coming.â âAwesome, thanks.â Dean said, ending with a smile. Sam turned around as they were walking out and gave her a little wave goodbye.
They got in the car and arrived at âs house within minutes. Sam rang the door bell and immediately knocked on the door afterwards. âHayley?â She nodded to confirm. âAgent Smith, my partner Agent Smith. We would like to ask you a few questions involving the friend Emily.â Sam politely told her as he noticed she had been crying.
âYes. My mom called me and told me. Please come inâ she used her right hand to gesture them in. âDo you know of anyone who would have wanted to hurt Emily?â Dean asked as he was sitting down on the brown, leather coach.
âNot that I know of. Everyone loved Emily. She was the kindest person I knew. Everyone says it about her.â She paused as she started crying again. Sam handed her a tissue. She responded back with a soft smile.
âWhy did she come back here. Do you know?â Sam followed. âNo. Out of the blue about two weeks ago she called me, telling me she was going to be coming back to town, taking a break from schoolâ
âOkay. Did she have a boyfriend? Anyone we should know aboutâ Dean asked her.
âNot that I know of. Last I knew she wasnât seeing anyone.â Hayley told them.
âOkay. Thank you for your time.â Dean said as him and Sam rose from the coach to leave. âIf you have anymore questions you know where Iâm at.â Sam nodded his head to thank her. âLets head back to the bunker. Pick up Cas and head back out here. See if we can find this vamp.â Dean told his brother.
âCas. Weâre back! â Sam said walking down the stairs. âItâs definitely a vamp killing. We are gonna head back out, came to pick you up.â Cas simply just nodded and they once again left the bunker.
âWhoâs ready for lunch, Iâm starving.â Dean remarked. âI donât eat Dean.â Cas said. âFair point. Sam, you hungry?â
âI could eat.â He responded.
âAwesome, we will grab a bite to eat then get back to workâ Dean said.
They didn't want to drive back to the bunker or eat in the Impala do they decide to get a hotel. âWhere's the beer?â Dean asked.
â't think we have anyâ Sam said.
âNo beer? Well that's freaking awesome.â Dean said sarcastically. Sam sighed. âWould you like for me to go get some?â Sam asked, annoyed. âThank youâ he followed with his child like smile. Sam soon after left the hotel.
âCas, stop looking at me like that.â Dean teased him, pointing his finger at him as he got up from the table. âLike what?.â Cas said laughing as Dean sat on the side of the bed across from the bed where Cas was sitting.
âLike that! The âIâm in love with youâ eyes. Samâs not an idiot, heâs going to figure it out that something is going on between us. And before you say it, yes we will tell him eventually, just for now, I want this to be our thingâ They both laughed continuously.
âIâm ba-whatâs so funny?â Sam walked in. âUh nothing.â Cas told him.
âListen, they found another body. Same thing, mostly drained of blood, completely.â Sam said. âLets find this thing before it kills again.â Dean replied.
âHey Dean? You remember the girl we talked to?â Sam asked Dean. âYeah, Hayley. Why?â âThat look like her?â Sam asked, turning his computer around, showing both Cas and Dean security footage of her dragging Emilyâs body.
âDamn, we should have seen it. Grieving friend, it was all to perfect.â Dean said, frustrated. âWho is the second victim?â Dean asked quickly.
âGet this, itâs the medical examiner. Hayleyâs momâ Sam said. âIâm thinking Bailey figured it out and then Hayley killed her.â
âLets get over there now!â Dean exclaimed.
They all quickly got into the Impala and headed back to Hayleyâs house. âHayley? Itâs Agent Smith. Are you home?â Sam said through the door. âGuys. Find hereâ Cas said. Looking into the window, he saw Hayley, covered in blooded. Dean quickly ran back to the front door and kicked it down with his right leg. âDean!â Sam and Cas turned in sink.
Sam and Dean both drew there guns, getting ready to shoot. Hayley quickly turned around, vampire teeth still showing. âThose bullets wonât work, you idiotsâ âOh we knowâ Dean said, confusing her. She turned around to be greated by Cas, machete in his hands. With force, he swung at her head, cutting it clean off. âDamn Cas. Didnât know you had that in you.â Dean said, once again finding himself smiling.
âThat was a relatively easy case.â Cas said. âWell when you have been doing this for a long as we have, you get pretty good at itâ
âHey Sam? Can I talk to you?â Dean suddenly spoke, all three of them sitting at the table.
âSure. Should I be worried?â Sam said. âNo. Listen Cas and I-â Cas looked at Dean surprised he was actually about to tell Sam. âDean. Iâm not an idiotâ Sam said. âDean said the same thingâ Cas spoke.
âIâve kind of know for years that there was something between you twoâ Sam said nervously.
âOh, good because I thought I was going to awk-what do you mean years?â Dean had registered what Sam had actually said. âCome on Dean. All the remarks everyone would make about you to be âtogetherâ and the way you looked at each other. Something was there.â Sam Informed Dean.
âAnd you just, never mentioned it? Okay, I guess I can respect that.â Dean told him. âListen, as long as you both are happy, I donât care if youâre together. Iâm kind of glad you two finally are.â Sam admitted
âSeriously?â Cas spoke out. âYeah I mean, like I said you two have had a âmore profound bondâ for yearsâ Sam used the quotation marks are more profound bond to put the emphasis on the words. âDid you just mock me?â Cas said annoyed at Sam. âI didâ They weâre all three now laughing, having a great time drinking beer and talk. They were actually happy, but they didnât realize that that happiness would last long, in fact it was just the opposite.
This is the second part to the fic I currently have on my blog. Hope you enjoy! Feel free to leave feedback.
Here is the 1st part: https://castielinanutshell.tumblr.com/post/678660842097688576/this-is-my-first-time-writing-any-kind-of
Destiel Fic: Part 2: Vamp and Relationship
âDean? Cas?â They heard Sam coming from the hall into the garage where the car was. Dean and Cas quickly pulled away from each other. âReally, Samâ Dean mutter under his breath as he heard Sam approaching the garage.
âDinnerâs readyâ Sam said. âOkâ Dean replied sounding slightly annoyed. âYou coming Cas?â Dean added with a head nod. Cas shook his head no with a frown on his face âNo, I th-think Iâll stay here a whileâ Cas said now smiling back at Dean. âOkâ Dean told him, not trying to hard to convince him he should join them, giving back a small, soft smile.
âSo?â Sam quickly said as his brother entered the kitchen and sat down to eat.
âSo what?â Dean said slowly and sounding confused.
âWhat was going on in there? Sam paused and looked at his brother. âBetween you and Cas?â Deanâs eyes widen.
âNothing was going on. We were just talking. What wrong with that?â âNothing.â Sam said holding up his hands. âNo need to get upsetâ. âOkay then. Moving onâ Dean told him quickly trying to change the topic. After dinner, they had decided to watch TV before going to bed.
âIts late. I think Iâm going to crashâ Sam spoke following with a yawn. âNight, jerkâ Dean said antagonizing his brother. âNight, bitchâ Sam replied back and chuckled as he made his was to his room.
âDean?â he heard Cas say walking in.
âHey. Where have you been all night?â Dean asked.
âHonestly, hidingâ Cas told him. âWhy hiding. Most importantly from who? Sam orâŚor me. Because if itâs over what happened you initiated it no-â Dean was cut off once again.
âDean you seriously have got to stop being so nervous around me. First off yes I did initiated and Iâm glad I did. Second, Iâm not hiding from youâ He told Dean. âIâm hiding from your brother.â Cas said slightly, tilting his head down, looking at the floor.
âSammy? Really?â Dean laughed.
âWell tell me Dean, do you want him to know what happened?â Cas asked him, raising his voice a bit.
âWell I-I me-mean maybe not immediately. I would like to see where this goes first. Keep it secretâ Dean was afraid Cas would be mad that he didnât want people to know just yet.
âProgressâ Cas said, smiling, looking up slowly into Deanâs eyes. âIâm sorry now, what?â At this point, Dean had no idea what he was talking about. âYou told me the truth, you didnât lie about your feelingsâ âUh. Well I guess when you finally start expressing them, it feels goodâ They both laughed and smiled.
âListen, it is late and you know I need my four hours.â Dean pointed to the hallway which led to all the bedrooms. âAlrightâ Cas replied. âGoodnight, Cas. I lov-â Dean stopped himself before he could finish and hurried into his room.
Dean entered his room, shutting his door. With his back up against the door, he let out a big sigh. He got in his bed, drifted off to sleep, smile on his face, thinking about Cas.
It was the next morning and Dean was waking up, when out of the corner of his eye he saw someone. âDammit Cas! For one, it still completely creepy even if circumstances are different nowâ Cas smiled at the way that sounded when actually spoken. âAnd two, how the hell did you even get in here?â Dean said.
âI know how to open a door, Deanâ Dean tilted his head in agreement with Cas. âI haven't been in here long, I just came to wake you up and tell you Sam was about to leave to go get breakfastâ Cas said caringly and sweetly.
Dean got up out of bed and Cas headed his way back into the library where they all often hung out. âDean, hey what do you want for breakfast?â âGood morning to you tooâ Dean said, joking with Sam. Sam responded with an eye roll. âMorning Dean. There, happy?â Dean had a goofy smile on his face.
âNow, I will have a stack of pancakes with bacon with-â Sam held up his left hand.
âI know. Extra greaseâ Sam said.
âYou know me so wellâ Dean told him.
This time, it was Sam who rolled his eyes. âIâll be back ain a few minutes.â
âHey. We have a chance to actually talk without Sam interruptingâ Dean said walking over to the table where Cas sat. âDean, if you don't want to do this itâs fine. I understand.â âCas, shut upâ Dean followed with a small laugh. Grabbing Cas by the collar of his trench coat, brought him in for a kiss.
âI love youâ Dean finally managed to say, for real, for the first time.
âDean. I love you, too. I have for as long as I can rememberâ Dean was surprised when Cas said and pulled him in for and kiss. Dean cupped the back of Casâs neck in his right hand, slowly taking off the left shoulder of his trench coat with his left hand. When Cas was getting ready to take off his tie, Dean's phone chimes with a notification. Dean grabbed his phone from his pocket, reading a message from Sam.
âUgh. Sam is about to be backâ Dean said frustrated.
âWe could just tell himâ Cas suggested.
âA little more time Cas. This is a big changeâ Dean said to him. âAlright. Let's get everything ready at the tableâ Cas said happily.
Not soon after they say back down at the table, Sam arrived back. âHey guys. I'm backâ Sam said descending down the stairs, the fresh smell of bacon filling the bunker.
âFood, Iâm starvingâ Dean said as he rose from the coach, lingering his hand on Casâs.
They sat at the table, eating breakfast. After they were done, Dean picked up the mess that had been made from the breakfast. Cas was sitting at the other end of the table, going through his computer to see if he can find a case. âCas, find a case?â Sam asked. âPossibly. There was a young women found, almost completely drained of bloodâ âVampiresâ Sam and Dean said at the same time. âWhere is the location?â Dean asked, sitting back down, following with a sip of coffee. â10 miles from here. Practically in own backyardâ Cas told them. âLets hit it.â Dean said, drumming the table as he was getting up.
Dean grabbed his jacket to put it on. âCas, you stay here. All of us don't need to go. Itâs only a 15 minute drive. Weâll see if itâs worth our timeâ Dean said, smiling back at Cas. âAlright, Deanâ Cas responded.
Sam and Dean arrive at the medical examiners office shortly after. âHey. Agent Smith, this is my partner Agent Smithâ Dean told the medical examiner. âUh no relationâ Sam added. Dean pointed at Sam to gesture he agreed with him. There was a awkward pause between them.. âRight. So Iâm sure the Sheriff told you we were coming.â
âYes he did. Iâm Medical examiner Bailey Marksâ She said to Dean and Sam. âYou can see here weâre there was a needle, Iâm assuming to drain her of her bloodâ Bailey said, following with a sign and putting her hands on her hips.
Sam and Dean looked at each other both knowing for sure that this was a vampire. âIts just horrible. Who would do something like this, especially to a nice young womanâ âWait, did you know the victim?â Sam asked.
âYes I did. Emily Stevens. She went to school with my daughter. Both graduated high school together, good friends tooâ she informed them with a tear in her eye.
âWas your daughter still in contact with her?â Sam asked her.
âActually, yes. My daughter, Hayley Marks, told me the other day that Emily was back in town and they had been talking the past few weeks. Hayley is heartbroken over this.â She said, tears still in her eyes
âWould you mind if you have us her address, we would like to ask her a few questions.â Dean responded back.
âYeah, yeah of course. Here. Iâll call her to inform her you guys will be coming.â âAwesome, thanks.â Dean said, ending with a smile. Sam turned around as they were walking out and gave her a little wave goodbye.
They got in the car and arrived at âs house within minutes. Sam rang the door bell and immediately knocked on the door afterwards. âHayley?â She nodded to confirm. âAgent Smith, my partner Agent Smith. We would like to ask you a few questions involving the friend Emily.â Sam politely told her as he noticed she had been crying.
âYes. My mom called me and told me. Please come inâ she used her right hand to gesture them in. âDo you know of anyone who would have wanted to hurt Emily?â Dean asked as he was sitting down on the brown, leather coach.
âNot that I know of. Everyone loved Emily. She was the kindest person I knew. Everyone says it about her.â She paused as she started crying again. Sam handed her a tissue. She responded back with a soft smile.
âWhy did she come back here. Do you know?â Sam followed. âNo. Out of the blue about two weeks ago she called me, telling me she was going to be coming back to town, taking a break from schoolâ
âOkay. Did she have a boyfriend? Anyone we should know aboutâ Dean asked her.
âNot that I know of. Last I knew she wasnât seeing anyone.â Hayley told them.
âOkay. Thank you for your time.â Dean said as him and Sam rose from the coach to leave. âIf you have anymore questions you know where Iâm at.â Sam nodded his head to thank her. âLets head back to the bunker. Pick up Cas and head back out here. See if we can find this vamp.â Dean told his brother.
âCas. Weâre back! â Sam said walking down the stairs. âItâs definitely a vamp killing. We are gonna head back out, came to pick you up.â Cas simply just nodded and they once again left the bunker.
âWhoâs ready for lunch, Iâm starving.â Dean remarked. âI donât eat Dean.â Cas said. âFair point. Sam, you hungry?â
âI could eat.â He responded.
âAwesome, we will grab a bite to eat then get back to workâ Dean said.
They didn't want to drive back to the bunker or eat in the Impala do they decide to get a hotel. âWhere's the beer?â Dean asked.
â't think we have anyâ Sam said.
âNo beer? Well that's freaking awesome.â Dean said sarcastically. Sam sighed. âWould you like for me to go get some?â Sam asked, annoyed. âThank youâ he followed with his child like smile. Sam soon after left the hotel.
âCas, stop looking at me like that.â Dean teased him, pointing his finger at him as he got up from the table. âLike what?.â Cas said laughing as Dean sat on the side of the bed across from the bed where Cas was sitting.
âLike that! The âIâm in love with youâ eyes. Samâs not an idiot, heâs going to figure it out that something is going on between us. And before you say it, yes we will tell him eventually, just for now, I want this to be our thingâ They both laughed continuously.
âIâm ba-whatâs so funny?â Sam walked in. âUh nothing.â Cas told him.
âListen, they found another body. Same thing, mostly drained of blood, completely.â Sam said. âLets find this thing before it kills again.â Dean replied.
âHey Dean? You remember the girl we talked to?â Sam asked Dean. âYeah, Hayley. Why?â âThat look like her?â Sam asked, turning his computer around, showing both Cas and Dean security footage of her dragging Emilyâs body.
âDamn, we should have seen it. Grieving friend, it was all to perfect.â Dean said, frustrated. âWho is the second victim?â Dean asked quickly.
âGet this, itâs the medical examiner. Hayleyâs momâ Sam said. âIâm thinking Bailey figured it out and then Hayley killed her.â
âLets get over there now!â Dean exclaimed.
They all quickly got into the Impala and headed back to Hayleyâs house. âHayley? Itâs Agent Smith. Are you home?â Sam said through the door. âGuys. Find hereâ Cas said. Looking into the window, he saw Hayley, covered in blooded. Dean quickly ran back to the front door and kicked it down with his right leg. âDean!â Sam and Cas turned in sink.
Sam and Dean both drew there guns, getting ready to shoot. Hayley quickly turned around, vampire teeth still showing. âThose bullets wonât work, you idiotsâ âOh we knowâ Dean said, confusing her. She turned around to be greated by Cas, machete in his hands. With force, he swung at her head, cutting it clean off. âDamn Cas. Didnât know you had that in you.â Dean said, once again finding himself smiling.
âThat was a relatively easy case.â Cas said. âWell when you have been doing this for a long as we have, you get pretty good at itâ
âHey Sam? Can I talk to you?â Dean suddenly spoke, all three of them sitting at the table.
âSure. Should I be worried?â Sam said. âNo. Listen Cas and I-â Cas looked at Dean surprised he was actually about to tell Sam. âDean. Iâm not an idiotâ Sam said. âDean said the same thingâ Cas spoke.
âIâve kind of know for years that there was something between you twoâ Sam said nervously.
âOh, good because I thought I was going to awk-what do you mean years?â Dean had registered what Sam had actually said. âCome on Dean. All the remarks everyone would make about you to be âtogetherâ and the way you looked at each other. Something was there.â Sam Informed Dean.
âAnd you just, never mentioned it? Okay, I guess I can respect that.â Dean told him. âListen, as long as you both are happy, I donât care if youâre together. Iâm kind of glad you two finally are.â Sam admitted
âSeriously?â Cas spoke out. âYeah I mean, like I said you two have had a âmore profound bondâ for yearsâ Sam used the quotation marks are more profound bond to put the emphasis on the words. âDid you just mock me?â Cas said annoyed at Sam. âI didâ They weâre all three now laughing, having a great time drinking beer and talk. They were actually happy, but they didnât realize that that happiness would last long, in fact it was just the opposite.
This is my first time writing any kind of fanfiction. It's not the best but that's okay.
Destiel Fic Part 1
It started out a normal day for them in the bunker. Sam and Dean had their classic argument on how Dean eats to much grease and how Sam eats to healthy. âCome on, Dean. Once just make vegan bacon. Itâs not that hardâ Sam said annoyed at his brother. They were interrupted by Cas walking into the kitchen. âMorning, Sunshineâ Dean said with his dopey, childlike smile on his face. âI donât sleep so itâs not really âmorningâ for me, Dean.â Cas replied in his deep voice, doing the quotation mark motion when he spoke the word morning. Sam was reading a newspaper, eating his breakfast when he saw something. âGuys check this out.â Sam spoke with curiosity.
Local Man Found Dead With Heart Missing
âThatâs a werewolf isnât it?â Cas ask.
âNo, itâs a vengeful spirit.â Dean said harshly. Cas presenting a look off confusion on his face, lower his right eyebrow and tilting his head. âYes, genius, itâs a werewolfâ Dean remarked then rolled his eyes as if he was annoyed.
âOh I get. You were being sarcasticâ Cas followed with an innocent laugh. Sam clear his throat as to remind them that he was still in the room. âIt is only a 45 minute drive from here. If we leave now we should be there by 9:30 A.M.â âLetâs goâ Dean said excited to have a case. Dean went over all of their equipment in the car to insure everything was still ready to go from their previous hunt. They had decided that they would only hunt in the area where they lived for a while so they could have a break from constantly hunting and fighting things.
They all jumped into the 1967 Chevrolet Impala in there âassigned seatsâ. Dean, of course, is in the driver seat, while Sam accompanies him in the left passenger seat, and Cas sits in the middle of the back seat. Dean is playing his classic rock music to help pass along the time.
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âWanted dead or ali-â Dean was casually singing along to Bon Jovi when Sam went to turn down the music. âHey. Never touch my music!â Dean jumped up quickly to smack Samâs hand to stop him. âDo we need to go over the house rules again?â
âNo, I know. Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cake hole. Yeah, yeahâ Sam was completely annoyed on his brother was about his music. âGod, you such an older brotherâ Sam said with a scoff.
âWell, he is your older brother, Samâ Cas told Sam, sitting up between the fronts seats with his arms resting on their perspective sides.
âI know that Cas. I was just- Nevermindâ Sam swatted his hands in the air to show he was completely over the situation. âWeâre here" said Dean. Dean parked the car on the right side of the street behind a white, rusty, run down van and Infront of a matte gray, newer Chevrolet truck. âOk. Sam, why donât you find us a hotel while Cas and I go ask around for information about our victim at the police station.â âYeah. Iâll meet you guys back there when Iâm doneâ Sam responded in agreement and adding to it. They headed off in the separate directions officially starting their case.
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âAgent Seager, FBI. This is my partner Agent Mercury.â Dean told the local deskman, both of them holding up there fake badges. âWhat can I do for you guys?â he said kindly. âWe would like to see the recent murder victim, you know the one with the missing heart.â Cas told him bluntly.
âWhat he means to say is can we talk to the head of the case? We were passing through and heard about the case and thought we could be of assistance.â Dean spoke with less obvious words on what they were there for. âlie, Cas. Lie. Donât tell the truth.â Dean reminded Cas as he tells the truth often. This time, it was Cas who rolled his eyes being annoyed at Dean. They walked their way to the back where Sheriff Samantha Burgessâs office was located.
âAgents. The desk Sargent tells me you would like to help out with the case? We could really use some help.â She told them with exhaustion in her voice. âUh-Yes we saw in the news paper you have a body in the morgue with no heart.â Cas told her. Dean had the expression on his face to she he was shocked that Cas actually lied pretty well. âNot just âaâ body. Three to be precise.â Sheriff Burgess informed them. âThree? All missing their hearts?â She shook her head to confirm. âI can show you guys the bodies if youâd like. The first victim as since been cremated, the second one is still unidentified and the third just happened this morning.â The Sheriff told them looking sad at the end. âThat would be great. We will meet you there in an hour.â Dean told her and she agreed to it.
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Sam rang the bell at the front desk of the best hotel he could find. âHello and Good Morning. How can I help you?â the name of her golden name tag read Nancy. She wore blue jeans with a plain white t shirt. âYea. One room with two twin beds.â Sam told her. âName?â âSamuel Carterâ he told her as he pulled out his identification, of course not being his real one. âThank youâ Sam said kindly has he gave her the room key. Dean and Cas arrive at the hotel room not to long after Sam first entered himself. When they were completely in the room and the door was shut Sam Informed them of information he just discovered. âSo get this. This isnât the first time werewolf like killings were in this town.â
âReally?â Dean replied with a shocked tone.
âYeah. Five bodies each missing their hearts, each year for the past 10 years, always on this week of June.â âSam what's going on here?â Dean asked him in confusion. âBeats me.â Sam told him singing just as confused.
âCas, stay here with Sam. Iâm going to go grab so food. Iâll be back soon.â Dean told them with a toneless voice.
âDean, wait.â Cas followed him out the his car. âAre you alright? You're acting different than usual.â Cas asked him, concerned. âIâm fine.â âYou sure?â Cas could tell he was lying but he didn't know why. âYeah. Listen I'm going to go.â Dean told him as of he was trying to hurry to get away. Sam was sitting at the small circular made of wood by the window while researching on his computer to see if he can find anymore information.
Sam and Cas we're waiting for Dean to arrive back when suddenly the door busted open. âYouâre the desk Sargent from the police station.â Cas said once realizing who it was. âThat's right. The names Owen. And your partner here, he's met Nancy.â He said in a creepy, melancholy tone. âYou two. You're the ones who've been killing those people.â
âThat's right. See we know what you are as well, Your hunters.â Owen said mischievously. âAnd you two are going to be the main course.â He immediately grew out his fangs and nails. The nails were about 2 inches. Brown, gray, with spots on then that could be dirt.
Sam managed to get a knife he had in his shoe and started start fighting Owen. Cas quickly joined in to assist Sam. Nancy heard the commotions and was soon in the room. As she as she entire, she quickly grew her own fangs and nails. âYou're coming with me pretty boy. We will have fun with you in the kitchen.â She looked into Casâs eyeâs when she said this. She threw him against the book shelf and the affect caused him to pass out. Sam looked out the window when he heard a car door shut. He easily recognized the car as the Impala and knew that Dean was back.
âOwen let's go, we got one out of two.â She said trying to convince her partner they need to get out of there quickly.
âFine. Letâs move.â He replied and they quickly left the hotel room, taking Cas with them
Dean made his way up to the hotel room still having the tone from his last song in his head He immediately found the door open, the room a destroyed mess. âSam. SAMMY! Sammy, hey you okay? What the hell happened?â Dean said in a complete panic. âUh the desk Sargent from the police station and the desk clerk from the hotel, they are both werewolves. They are the ones behind the killings.â Sam said with pain in his voice. He had a swollen left eye, scratches along the side of his right cheek from the claws of Owen.
âWhere is Cas?â Dean looked around the room âSon of a bitch!â Dean said in anger. âThey have him, Dean.â Sam said in a concerned voice. âI tried to help him but I couldnât.â âOk. Itâs fine. We save each other all the time. We can do it again.â Dean said hoping they would find Cas alive.
âWhere would they take him?â Dean said panicking. âThink Sam, did they mention anything?â Sam tried thinking back to what they said. âIn the kitchen.â Sam whispered. âWhat?â Dean responded confused. âIn the kitchen. Nancy said âwe will have fun with you in the kitchenâ I think they might still be here.â Sam and Dean quickly headed to the kitchen. âWait. It shouldnât be that easy. Is there a basement or something here?â Dean asked Sam convinced that they were somewhere else.
âLook, Dean maybe she thought I didnât hear her but Iâm telling you thatâs what she said.â Sam told his brother trying to convince him that he was right.
âJust, give me a minute ok?â Dean responded frustrated. âI swear I saw something when I was out.â Dean snapped his fingers loudly when he made the realization. âI saw an abandoned building a few blocks back. It was old, but it had the words âthe kitchenâ above what used to be the main door.â
âThatâs got to be it.â Sam said, agreeing with Dean.
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They headed to the Impala to make their way to the location. When they made it to the car, they noticed something was different. âDamn it! They cut the tires!â Dean hated when anyone touched his car, even Sam. âOk, now you have really pissed me off. Donât mess with a manâs wheels!â Dean now completely angry at the two.
âYou said it was a few blocks. We can walk.â Sam paused for a few seconds as Dean took off running. âOr we can run. Running works too.â Sam said in a whiny voice.
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They made their way to the building when they noticed blood on the handle. âSam? You don't think they figured out he is an angel do you?â âOnly one way to find out.â Dean picked the lock and they walked down a dark hallway. At the end of the hall they saw a light on in a nearby room. Both Sam and Dean quickly drew out there guns, silver bullets loaded, and prepared to go into the room. âLook who came and crash the party.â Nancy spoke in a snarky voice. âThe Winchester. Yes, your angel here told us who you were. Not like we already knew, every monster now a days knows about the Winchesterâs.â âYou bitch. Just let him and then we will kill you.â
âNow why would we do that when we can have all three of you.â She followed when a snarky laugh. âSee, we know you canât just kill an angel. You need, what is it called? Oh yeah, an angel blade.â She said as she held of the long silver knife getting ready to jab it into Cas. âNo!â Dean scream loudly. Owen stop her before she could drive the knife into him, stopping barely before breaking the flesh. âHold on. Letâs take our time with them. Itâs not everyday you get the Winchester âs and their angel all in the same day.â
âYouâre right.â Nancy agreed with him to take their time. âWhy don't you take the angel into the other room and I will start preparing these two.â Nancy shook her head to confirm she understood. She took Cas, who has several cuts on his chest and face, into the other room that was a few doors down.
Owen walked up to Sam and with the index finger of his right hand, sliced Samâs left arm and collected the blood. âLeave him alone!â Dean yelled at him to protect his brother. âDon't worry Dean, you will get your turn soon.â âBite me.â Dean remarked at him. âYou know what. Nevermind you actually might.â Owen slapped Dean on the left side of his face due to the fact he had had enough of Deanâs smart remarks.
Dean looked over to Sam noticing movement. He saw that Sam had found a piece of glass and managed to start cutting the white zip ties they were bound with. âHey!â Sam yelled standing up, quickly drawing a second gun he had hidden in his shoe. He fired one shot, straight to his heart striking him dead. Nancy heard the shot and made her way back to the main room. âOwen! You!â she said charging at Sam. Dean now has managed to get himself free. Sam nudged his head towards the door to silently tell Dean to go find Cas.
Dean saw that there was only one other room with lights on. As he enter he found Cas, hands tied, hanging from a bar. âCas? Come on Cas wake up!â Dean said with his voice cracking and slightly shaking his face to wake him up. âCas, wake up damn it. I need you. I-I love you.â Cas started to move as if the words Dean spoke woke him up. âDean?â Cas managed to mumble out.
âYeah. You're okay. Come on let's get you down.â Dean untie Cas and as they were headed to the door, they heard a gun shot. âGet down.â Dean hurried case behind a gray, rusted metal box to hide behind. âDean.â They both heard the sound of Samâs voice echoing. âShe's dead. Let's get out if here before the police show up.â Sam said in a hurry, helping Dean assist Cas. They made there way to the car and headed back to the bunker.
âHow is he?â Sam asked Dean about Cas, sounding concerned. âHeâll be fine with a days rest to recharge his angel mojo.â Dean said following with a slight chuckle.
It was the next evening when Cas first got out of bed again. âSam.â âHey Cas. How are you feeling?â he asked him. âCompletely healed.â As spoke as he lifted his shirt to prove he was better. âIt might take me another day or two to be able to fix you and Dean up though.â Sam made a slight smile. âDean and I will be fine for a few days Cas. We both have been to hellâŚliterally.â Cas laughed at Samâs remark. âSpeaking of Dean, do you happen to know where he is at?â Cas asked. âI think he is out checking the car. You know how he is always having to have that thing perfect 24/7.â Sam said mocking his brother. Cas followed with a laugh. As he headed to the car, he looked back at Sam with a smile.
âHello, Dean.â Cas startled Dean, cause him to slightly. âCas? Hey. I didn't know you were up. Are you okay?â You could hear the concern in Dean's voice for Cas. âLike I told Sam, fully healed.â Cas smiled looking into Dean's eyes, doing the same motion he did to show same he was completely better. âListen I um-I wanted to talk to you.â Cas spoke in an awkward tone. âAbout?â âDean. I heard what you said yesterday. When you thought I was unconscious.â
âI don't know what your talking about. I didn't say anything.â Dean knew what he was talking about, he just pretended because he had assumed Cas didnât hear him. âDean.â Cas had that look of disappointment on his face. âCas. Forget it. I didnât say anything. Maybe you just heard something and thought it was me.â
âNo, I wonât just forget it. I heard the way you said it. You didn't mean it as a simple âI love youâ, did you?â Cas had figured out why Dean was avoiding the topic. Dean slightly chuckled, putting his hand on the hood of the Impala, tears forming in his eyes. âThat obvious?â Dean eventually managed to reply, turning around to sit on the Impala.
âHey-â âCas, like I said before, forget it. It doesnât matter anyways.â Dean interrupted Cas to stop him from continuing on she he was about to say. âDean, it does matter. You matter especially to me, so stop talking and let me speak for once.â Dean had a look of shock on his face but also cracking a small smile as if he was proud of Cas for saying what he felt. âI um- I have no idea how to say this.â Both Dean and Cas laughed, looking into each otherâs eyes. âI love you. I do, I just never knew how to express them as they are human feeling and I'm not the best with those, as you know.â
Dean was surprised by Casâs words but yet he wasnât. Dean muscled out a soft smile, tears still in his eyes. âCas, it will never work.â Dean said sadly, looking down with the look of disappointment. âWhy?â âI already have Sam I have to worry about being used against me. I can't have you bring used against me with us beingâŚtogether. And everyone I have ever tried to âmake it workâ with are all dead.â Dean put the air while motion around the words as Cas do often did.
âWe could always tried.â Cas told Dean, him too now smiling. Dean started to walk away but after he slightly passed Cas, he grabbed his wrist and brought him in for a soft kiss. âMaybe we can try something.â Dean said, feeling something from that moment. âDeal.â Cas responded, glad that they both finally realized who they were and what they really meant to each other.
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