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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.

“Morning Dean” Sam said as Dean a walked into the kitchen.

“Morning Sammy” Dean responded, running his hands through his hair.

“What time did you go to bed last night?” Sam asked.

“To late” 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.

“What kept you up so late…or should I say who?” Sam said trading his brother, once again laughing.

“Sam? Shut up!” Dean said extremely annoyed.

“Why should Sam shut up?” Cas walked into the kitchen where Sam and Dean sat drunk their morning coffee.

“No reason” 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.

“Find anything?” Dean asked after Sam closed his computer.

“No” He responded back.

“Uh. Well might as well take the day off.” Dean spoke.

Dean rose from the table and went back into his room, Cas and Sam remaining at the table.

“Sam?” Cas said as Dean was out of sight. “Stop teasing your brother”

“Uh-I-I didn’t do anything” Sam said putting his elbow on the table and holding up his index finger. “And even if I was I have the right, I’m his brother. But I guess I’ll cool it for a while.”

“Thank you” 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.

“Cas? You alright?” Sam quickly asked.

“Yeah yeah I’m fine.” 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 Dean’s bedroom door. “Dean?” he said softly through the door.

“Cas, you don’t have to knock, you can come in” Cas opened the door to find Dean laying on his bed, watching TV.

“Sorry.” Cas said to him, still in a soft voice.

“Hey, you alright? You seem likes something’s wrong.” Dean immediately thought something was wrong by the way Cas was acting.

“Yeah, just thought I would check up on you” Cas said in a nervous, shaky voice now.

“Okay, what’s going on?” Dean grabbed his remote to turn of his TV, sitting up to look at Cas better. Cas…?” Cas sat down at the foot of the bed.

“Dean, you know I love you” Cas said turning to look at Dean.

“Cas, you're really starting to freak me out. You want to tell me what is going on.” Dean said, placing his right hand on Cas’s back. Cas quickly said up from the bed. “This isn't you. What's wrong?” Dean was in a panic, his voice cracking with tears forming in his eyes.

“I’m sorry, Dean” Cas said, leaving Dean’s 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 Sam’s attention.

“Dean?” Sam asked.

“Sam, Sam open the door, somethings wrong with Cas” Dean’s 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.

“Cas!? Cas!” He looked everywhere but Cas was no longer in the bunker.

“Dean, what the hell happened?” Sam said, slightly raising his hands.

“Cas, 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 Sammy” Dean was starting to cry but quickly stopped himself.

“You know, before Cas headed into your room, something did happen. He stumbled as he got up, out his hand to his as if…” Sam and Dean looked up at each other both realizing what had happened, at least some of it.

“You don’t think it’s angel radio, do you?” Sam questioned.

“Its got to be. What else would have him this on the edge” Dean responded. “I’m going to try and call him” Dean said has he pulled his phone from his back pocket. After a few rings, Cas’s voicemail picked up. “Cas, call me back. Where are you? I’m worried about you” It was obvious to Sam that Dean was actually worried about Cas.

“Dean, take it easy. We will figure this out.” Sam said trying to console his brother.

“Sam, we have to find him. We have to” Dean finally broke down and started crying. Sam was comforting his brother when he heard his phone go off..

“Dean, it’s Cas.” He said, answering his phone.

“Cas? Cas, what the hell, man. Where are you?” Dean grabbed Sam’s phone from his hands to clearly talk to him.

“Dean, I got your message. Believe me when I say I don’t want to do this.” Cas said with pain in his voice.

“Then don’t and come back home” Dean said pain to in his voice.

“I can’t. It’s for your own protection. Dean. It’s the other angels.” He had confirmed what Sam and Dean thought, it did involve angels but they didn’t know why. “They know. They know about us and you know angels and humans can be together romantically.”

“Cas..?” Dean’s voice cracked, once again finding himself crying.

“They 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-“ Dean interrupted Cas.

“Cas, I don’t care about the angels. Their still dicks, always will be” Dean said. “But Cas, I know what it's like to have a life with you now, and I don't want one without it” Dean was still crying.

“Dean, I have to go. I love you” Cas hung up the phone.

“Cas? Cas?! Damn it!” Dean threw Sam’s phone at the wall, breaking it.

“Dean? That was my phone” Sam said in a child like voice.

“How many phones do you have, Sam. Losing one won’t hurt” Dean snapped back at him.

“Okay. Hey how long were you on the phone?” Sam asked.

“A few minutes, why?” Dean paused. “Track it Sam.” Dean said quickly, both of them racing to Sam’s laptop. “He can't be far” Dean said under his breath.

“His phone was last at…30 minutes from here. Dean, he didn't turn it off.” Sam said, looking at his brother.

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

“Dean? Cas?” They heard Sam coming from the hall into the garage where the car was. Dean and Cas quickly pulled away from each other. “Really, Sam” Dean mutter under his breath as he heard Sam approaching the garage.

“Dinner’s ready” Sam said. “Ok” Dean replied sounding slightly annoyed. “You coming Cas?” Dean added with a head nod. Cas shook his head no with a frown on his face “No, I th-think I’ll stay here a while” Cas said now smiling back at Dean. “Ok” Dean told him, not trying to hard to convince him he should join them, giving back a small, soft smile.

“So?” Sam quickly said as his brother entered the kitchen and sat down to eat.

“So what?” Dean said slowly and sounding confused.

“What was going on in there? Sam paused and looked at his brother. “Between you and Cas?” Dean’s eyes widen.

“Nothing was going on. We were just talking. What wrong with that?” “Nothing.” Sam said holding up his hands. “No need to get upset”. “Okay then. Moving on” Dean told him quickly trying to change the topic. After dinner, they had decided to watch TV before going to bed.

“Its late. I think I’m going to crash” Sam spoke following with a yawn. “Night, jerk” Dean said antagonizing his brother. “Night, bitch” Sam replied back and chuckled as he made his was to his room.

“Dean?” he heard Cas say walking in.

“Hey. Where have you been all night?” Dean asked.

“Honestly, hiding” Cas told him. “Why hiding. Most importantly from who? Sam or…or me. Because if it’s over what happened you initiated it no-“ Dean was cut off once again.

“Dean you seriously have got to stop being so nervous around me. First off yes I did initiated and I’m glad I did. Second, I’m not hiding from you” He told Dean. “I’m hiding from your brother.” Cas said slightly, tilting his head down, looking at the floor.

“Sammy? Really?” Dean laughed.

“Well tell me Dean, do you want him to know what happened?” Cas asked him, raising his voice a bit.

“Well I-I me-mean maybe not immediately. I would like to see where this goes first. Keep it secret” Dean was afraid Cas would be mad that he didn’t want people to know just yet.

“Progress” Cas said, smiling, looking up slowly into Dean’s eyes. “I’m sorry now, what?” At this point, Dean had no idea what he was talking about. “You told me the truth, you didn’t lie about your feelings” “Uh. Well I guess when you finally start expressing them, it feels good” They both laughed and smiled.

“Listen, it is late and you know I need my four hours.” Dean pointed to the hallway which led to all the bedrooms. “Alright” Cas replied. “Goodnight, Cas. I lov-“ 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. “Dammit Cas! For one, it still completely creepy even if circumstances are different now” Cas smiled at the way that sounded when actually spoken. “And two, how the hell did you even get in here?” Dean said.

“I know how to open a door, Dean” Dean tilted his head in agreement with Cas. “I haven't been in here long, I just came to wake you up and tell you Sam was about to leave to go get breakfast” 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. “Dean, hey what do you want for breakfast?” “Good morning to you too” Dean said, joking with Sam. Sam responded with an eye roll. “Morning Dean. There, happy?” Dean had a goofy smile on his face.

“Now, I will have a stack of pancakes with bacon with-“ Sam held up his left hand.

“I know. Extra grease” Sam said.

“You know me so well” Dean told him.

This time, it was Sam who rolled his eyes. “I’ll be back ain a few minutes.”

“Hey. We have a chance to actually talk without Sam interrupting” Dean said walking over to the table where Cas sat. “Dean, if you don't want to do this it’s fine. I understand.” “Cas, shut up” Dean followed with a small laugh. Grabbing Cas by the collar of his trench coat, brought him in for a kiss.

“I love you” Dean finally managed to say, for real, for the first time.

“Dean. I love you, too. I have for as long as I can remember” Dean was surprised when Cas said and pulled him in for and kiss. Dean cupped the back of Cas’s 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.

“Ugh. Sam is about to be back” Dean said frustrated.

“We could just tell him” Cas suggested.

“A little more time Cas. This is a big change” Dean said to him. “Alright. Let's get everything ready at the table” Cas said happily.

Not soon after they say back down at the table, Sam arrived back. “Hey guys. I'm back” Sam said descending down the stairs, the fresh smell of bacon filling the bunker.

“Food, I’m starving” Dean said as he rose from the coach, lingering his hand on Cas’s.

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. “Cas, find a case?” Sam asked. “Possibly. There was a young women found, almost completely drained of blood” “Vampires” Sam and Dean said at the same time. “Where is the location?” Dean asked, sitting back down, following with a sip of coffee. “10 miles from here. Practically in own backyard” Cas told them. “Lets hit it.” Dean said, drumming the table as he was getting up.

Dean grabbed his jacket to put it on. “Cas, you stay here. All of us don't need to go. It’s only a 15 minute drive. We’ll see if it’s worth our time” Dean said, smiling back at Cas. “Alright, Dean” Cas responded.

Sam and Dean arrive at the medical examiners office shortly after. “Hey. Agent Smith, this is my partner Agent Smith” Dean told the medical examiner. “Uh no relation” Sam added. Dean pointed at Sam to gesture he agreed with him. There was a awkward pause between them.. “Right. So I’m sure the Sheriff told you we were coming.”

“Yes he did. I’m Medical examiner Bailey Marks” She said to Dean and Sam. “You can see here we’re there was a needle, I’m assuming to drain her of her blood” 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. “Its just horrible. Who would do something like this, especially to a nice young woman” “Wait, did you know the victim?” Sam asked.

“Yes I did. Emily Stevens. She went to school with my daughter. Both graduated high school together, good friends too” she informed them with a tear in her eye.

“Was your daughter still in contact with her?” Sam asked her.

“Actually, 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.” She said, tears still in her eyes

“Would you mind if you have us her address, we would like to ask her a few questions.” Dean responded back.

“Yeah, yeah of course. Here. I’ll call her to inform her you guys will be coming.” “Awesome, thanks.” 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 ‘s house within minutes. Sam rang the door bell and immediately knocked on the door afterwards. “Hayley?” She nodded to confirm. “Agent Smith, my partner Agent Smith. We would like to ask you a few questions involving the friend Emily.” Sam politely told her as he noticed she had been crying.

“Yes. My mom called me and told me. Please come in” she used her right hand to gesture them in. “Do you know of anyone who would have wanted to hurt Emily?” Dean asked as he was sitting down on the brown, leather coach.

“Not that I know of. Everyone loved Emily. She was the kindest person I knew. Everyone says it about her.” She paused as she started crying again. Sam handed her a tissue. She responded back with a soft smile.

“Why did she come back here. Do you know?” Sam followed. “No. 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 school”

“Okay. Did she have a boyfriend? Anyone we should know about” Dean asked her.

“Not that I know of. Last I knew she wasn’t seeing anyone.” Hayley told them.

“Okay. Thank you for your time.” Dean said as him and Sam rose from the coach to leave. “If you have anymore questions you know where I’m at.” Sam nodded his head to thank her. “Lets head back to the bunker. Pick up Cas and head back out here. See if we can find this vamp.” Dean told his brother.

“Cas. We’re back! “ Sam said walking down the stairs. “It’s definitely a vamp killing. We are gonna head back out, came to pick you up.” Cas simply just nodded and they once again left the bunker.

“Who’s ready for lunch, I’m starving.” Dean remarked. “I don’t eat Dean.” Cas said. “Fair point. Sam, you hungry?”

“I could eat.” He responded.

“Awesome, we will grab a bite to eat then get back to work” Dean said.

They didn't want to drive back to the bunker or eat in the Impala do they decide to get a hotel. “Where's the beer?” Dean asked.

“'t think we have any” Sam said.

“No beer? Well that's freaking awesome.” Dean said sarcastically. Sam sighed. “Would you like for me to go get some?” Sam asked, annoyed. “Thank you” he followed with his child like smile. Sam soon after left the hotel.

“Cas, stop looking at me like that.” Dean teased him, pointing his finger at him as he got up from the table. “Like what?.” Cas said laughing as Dean sat on the side of the bed across from the bed where Cas was sitting.

“Like that! The “I’m in love with you” eyes. Sam’s not an idiot, he’s 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 thing” They both laughed continuously.

“I’m ba-what’s so funny?” Sam walked in. “Uh nothing.” Cas told him.

“Listen, they found another body. Same thing, mostly drained of blood, completely.” Sam said. “Lets find this thing before it kills again.” Dean replied.

“Hey Dean? You remember the girl we talked to?” Sam asked Dean. “Yeah, Hayley. Why?” “That look like her?” Sam asked, turning his computer around, showing both Cas and Dean security footage of her dragging Emily’s body.

“Damn, we should have seen it. Grieving friend, it was all to perfect.” Dean said, frustrated. “Who is the second victim?” Dean asked quickly.

“Get this, it’s the medical examiner. Hayley’s mom” Sam said. “I’m thinking Bailey figured it out and then Hayley killed her.”

“Lets get over there now!” Dean exclaimed.

They all quickly got into the Impala and headed back to Hayley’s house. “Hayley? It’s Agent Smith. Are you home?” Sam said through the door. “Guys. Find here” 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. “Dean!” 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. “Those bullets won’t work, you idiots” “Oh we know” 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. “Damn Cas. Didn’t know you had that in you.” Dean said, once again finding himself smiling.

“That was a relatively easy case.” Cas said. “Well when you have been doing this for a long as we have, you get pretty good at it”

“Hey Sam? Can I talk to you?” Dean suddenly spoke, all three of them sitting at the table.

“Sure. Should I be worried?” Sam said. “No. Listen Cas and I-“ Cas looked at Dean surprised he was actually about to tell Sam. “Dean. I’m not an idiot” Sam said. “Dean said the same thing” Cas spoke.

“I’ve kind of know for years that there was something between you two” Sam said nervously.

“Oh, good because I thought I was going to awk-what do you mean years?” Dean had registered what Sam had actually said. “Come on Dean. All the remarks everyone would make about you to be “together” and the way you looked at each other. Something was there.” Sam Informed Dean.

“And you just, never mentioned it? Okay, I guess I can respect that.” Dean told him. “Listen, as long as you both are happy, I don’t care if you’re together. I’m kind of glad you two finally are.” Sam admitted

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

“Dean? Cas?” They heard Sam coming from the hall into the garage where the car was. Dean and Cas quickly pulled away from each other. “Really, Sam” Dean mutter under his breath as he heard Sam approaching the garage.

“Dinner’s ready” Sam said. “Ok” Dean replied sounding slightly annoyed. “You coming Cas?” Dean added with a head nod. Cas shook his head no with a frown on his face “No, I th-think I’ll stay here a while” Cas said now smiling back at Dean. “Ok” Dean told him, not trying to hard to convince him he should join them, giving back a small, soft smile.

“So?” Sam quickly said as his brother entered the kitchen and sat down to eat.

“So what?” Dean said slowly and sounding confused.

“What was going on in there? Sam paused and looked at his brother. “Between you and Cas?” Dean’s eyes widen.

“Nothing was going on. We were just talking. What wrong with that?” “Nothing.” Sam said holding up his hands. “No need to get upset”. “Okay then. Moving on” Dean told him quickly trying to change the topic. After dinner, they had decided to watch TV before going to bed.

“Its late. I think I’m going to crash” Sam spoke following with a yawn. “Night, jerk” Dean said antagonizing his brother. “Night, bitch” Sam replied back and chuckled as he made his was to his room.

“Dean?” he heard Cas say walking in.

“Hey. Where have you been all night?” Dean asked.

“Honestly, hiding” Cas told him. “Why hiding. Most importantly from who? Sam or…or me. Because if it’s over what happened you initiated it no-“ Dean was cut off once again.

“Dean you seriously have got to stop being so nervous around me. First off yes I did initiated and I’m glad I did. Second, I’m not hiding from you” He told Dean. “I’m hiding from your brother.” Cas said slightly, tilting his head down, looking at the floor.

“Sammy? Really?” Dean laughed.

“Well tell me Dean, do you want him to know what happened?” Cas asked him, raising his voice a bit.

“Well I-I me-mean maybe not immediately. I would like to see where this goes first. Keep it secret” Dean was afraid Cas would be mad that he didn’t want people to know just yet.

“Progress” Cas said, smiling, looking up slowly into Dean’s eyes. “I’m sorry now, what?” At this point, Dean had no idea what he was talking about. “You told me the truth, you didn’t lie about your feelings” “Uh. Well I guess when you finally start expressing them, it feels good” They both laughed and smiled.

“Listen, it is late and you know I need my four hours.” Dean pointed to the hallway which led to all the bedrooms. “Alright” Cas replied. “Goodnight, Cas. I lov-“ 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. “Dammit Cas! For one, it still completely creepy even if circumstances are different now” Cas smiled at the way that sounded when actually spoken. “And two, how the hell did you even get in here?” Dean said.

“I know how to open a door, Dean” Dean tilted his head in agreement with Cas. “I haven't been in here long, I just came to wake you up and tell you Sam was about to leave to go get breakfast” 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. “Dean, hey what do you want for breakfast?” “Good morning to you too” Dean said, joking with Sam. Sam responded with an eye roll. “Morning Dean. There, happy?” Dean had a goofy smile on his face.

“Now, I will have a stack of pancakes with bacon with-“ Sam held up his left hand.

“I know. Extra grease” Sam said.

“You know me so well” Dean told him.

This time, it was Sam who rolled his eyes. “I’ll be back ain a few minutes.”

“Hey. We have a chance to actually talk without Sam interrupting” Dean said walking over to the table where Cas sat. “Dean, if you don't want to do this it’s fine. I understand.” “Cas, shut up” Dean followed with a small laugh. Grabbing Cas by the collar of his trench coat, brought him in for a kiss.

“I love you” Dean finally managed to say, for real, for the first time.

“Dean. I love you, too. I have for as long as I can remember” Dean was surprised when Cas said and pulled him in for and kiss. Dean cupped the back of Cas’s 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.

“Ugh. Sam is about to be back” Dean said frustrated.

“We could just tell him” Cas suggested.

“A little more time Cas. This is a big change” Dean said to him. “Alright. Let's get everything ready at the table” Cas said happily.

Not soon after they say back down at the table, Sam arrived back. “Hey guys. I'm back” Sam said descending down the stairs, the fresh smell of bacon filling the bunker.

“Food, I’m starving” Dean said as he rose from the coach, lingering his hand on Cas’s.

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. “Cas, find a case?” Sam asked. “Possibly. There was a young women found, almost completely drained of blood” “Vampires” Sam and Dean said at the same time. “Where is the location?” Dean asked, sitting back down, following with a sip of coffee. “10 miles from here. Practically in own backyard” Cas told them. “Lets hit it.” Dean said, drumming the table as he was getting up.

Dean grabbed his jacket to put it on. “Cas, you stay here. All of us don't need to go. It’s only a 15 minute drive. We’ll see if it’s worth our time” Dean said, smiling back at Cas. “Alright, Dean” Cas responded.

Sam and Dean arrive at the medical examiners office shortly after. “Hey. Agent Smith, this is my partner Agent Smith” Dean told the medical examiner. “Uh no relation” Sam added. Dean pointed at Sam to gesture he agreed with him. There was a awkward pause between them.. “Right. So I’m sure the Sheriff told you we were coming.”

“Yes he did. I’m Medical examiner Bailey Marks” She said to Dean and Sam. “You can see here we’re there was a needle, I’m assuming to drain her of her blood” 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. “Its just horrible. Who would do something like this, especially to a nice young woman” “Wait, did you know the victim?” Sam asked.

“Yes I did. Emily Stevens. She went to school with my daughter. Both graduated high school together, good friends too” she informed them with a tear in her eye.

“Was your daughter still in contact with her?” Sam asked her.

“Actually, 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.” She said, tears still in her eyes

“Would you mind if you have us her address, we would like to ask her a few questions.” Dean responded back.

“Yeah, yeah of course. Here. I’ll call her to inform her you guys will be coming.” “Awesome, thanks.” 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 ‘s house within minutes. Sam rang the door bell and immediately knocked on the door afterwards. “Hayley?” She nodded to confirm. “Agent Smith, my partner Agent Smith. We would like to ask you a few questions involving the friend Emily.” Sam politely told her as he noticed she had been crying.

“Yes. My mom called me and told me. Please come in” she used her right hand to gesture them in. “Do you know of anyone who would have wanted to hurt Emily?” Dean asked as he was sitting down on the brown, leather coach.

“Not that I know of. Everyone loved Emily. She was the kindest person I knew. Everyone says it about her.” She paused as she started crying again. Sam handed her a tissue. She responded back with a soft smile.

“Why did she come back here. Do you know?” Sam followed. “No. 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 school”

“Okay. Did she have a boyfriend? Anyone we should know about” Dean asked her.

“Not that I know of. Last I knew she wasn’t seeing anyone.” Hayley told them.

“Okay. Thank you for your time.” Dean said as him and Sam rose from the coach to leave. “If you have anymore questions you know where I’m at.” Sam nodded his head to thank her. “Lets head back to the bunker. Pick up Cas and head back out here. See if we can find this vamp.” Dean told his brother.

“Cas. We’re back! “ Sam said walking down the stairs. “It’s definitely a vamp killing. We are gonna head back out, came to pick you up.” Cas simply just nodded and they once again left the bunker.

“Who’s ready for lunch, I’m starving.” Dean remarked. “I don’t eat Dean.” Cas said. “Fair point. Sam, you hungry?”

“I could eat.” He responded.

“Awesome, we will grab a bite to eat then get back to work” Dean said.

They didn't want to drive back to the bunker or eat in the Impala do they decide to get a hotel. “Where's the beer?” Dean asked.

“'t think we have any” Sam said.

“No beer? Well that's freaking awesome.” Dean said sarcastically. Sam sighed. “Would you like for me to go get some?” Sam asked, annoyed. “Thank you” he followed with his child like smile. Sam soon after left the hotel.

“Cas, stop looking at me like that.” Dean teased him, pointing his finger at him as he got up from the table. “Like what?.” Cas said laughing as Dean sat on the side of the bed across from the bed where Cas was sitting.

“Like that! The “I’m in love with you” eyes. Sam’s not an idiot, he’s 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 thing” They both laughed continuously.

“I’m ba-what’s so funny?” Sam walked in. “Uh nothing.” Cas told him.

“Listen, they found another body. Same thing, mostly drained of blood, completely.” Sam said. “Lets find this thing before it kills again.” Dean replied.

“Hey Dean? You remember the girl we talked to?” Sam asked Dean. “Yeah, Hayley. Why?” “That look like her?” Sam asked, turning his computer around, showing both Cas and Dean security footage of her dragging Emily’s body.

“Damn, we should have seen it. Grieving friend, it was all to perfect.” Dean said, frustrated. “Who is the second victim?” Dean asked quickly.

“Get this, it’s the medical examiner. Hayley’s mom” Sam said. “I’m thinking Bailey figured it out and then Hayley killed her.”

“Lets get over there now!” Dean exclaimed.

They all quickly got into the Impala and headed back to Hayley’s house. “Hayley? It’s Agent Smith. Are you home?” Sam said through the door. “Guys. Find here” 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. “Dean!” 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. “Those bullets won’t work, you idiots” “Oh we know” 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. “Damn Cas. Didn’t know you had that in you.” Dean said, once again finding himself smiling.

“That was a relatively easy case.” Cas said. “Well when you have been doing this for a long as we have, you get pretty good at it”

“Hey Sam? Can I talk to you?” Dean suddenly spoke, all three of them sitting at the table.

“Sure. Should I be worried?” Sam said. “No. Listen Cas and I-“ Cas looked at Dean surprised he was actually about to tell Sam. “Dean. I’m not an idiot” Sam said. “Dean said the same thing” Cas spoke.

“I’ve kind of know for years that there was something between you two” Sam said nervously.

“Oh, good because I thought I was going to awk-what do you mean years?” Dean had registered what Sam had actually said. “Come on Dean. All the remarks everyone would make about you to be “together” and the way you looked at each other. Something was there.” Sam Informed Dean.

“And you just, never mentioned it? Okay, I guess I can respect that.” Dean told him. “Listen, as long as you both are happy, I don’t care if you’re together. I’m kind of glad you two finally are.” Sam admitted

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. “Come on, Dean. Once just make vegan bacon. It’s not that hard” Sam said annoyed at his brother. They were interrupted by Cas walking into the kitchen. “Morning, Sunshine” Dean said with his dopey, childlike smile on his face. “I don’t sleep so it’s not really “morning” for me, Dean.” 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. “Guys check this out.” Sam spoke with curiosity.

Local Man Found Dead With Heart Missing

“That’s a werewolf isn’t it?” Cas ask.

“No, it’s a vengeful spirit.” Dean said harshly. Cas presenting a look off confusion on his face, lower his right eyebrow and tilting his head. “Yes, genius, it’s a werewolf” Dean remarked then rolled his eyes as if he was annoyed.

“Oh I get. You were being sarcastic” Cas followed with an innocent laugh. Sam clear his throat as to remind them that he was still in the room. “It is only a 45 minute drive from here. If we leave now we should be there by 9:30 A.M.” “Let’s go” 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 “assigned seats”. 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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“Wanted dead or ali-“ Dean was casually singing along to Bon Jovi when Sam went to turn down the music. “Hey. Never touch my music!” Dean jumped up quickly to smack Sam’s hand to stop him. “Do we need to go over the house rules again?”

“No, I know. Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cake hole. Yeah, yeah” Sam was completely annoyed on his brother was about his music. “God, you such an older brother” Sam said with a scoff.

“Well, he is your older brother, Sam” Cas told Sam, sitting up between the fronts seats with his arms resting on their perspective sides.

“I know that Cas. I was just- Nevermind” Sam swatted his hands in the air to show he was completely over the situation. “We’re 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. “Ok. Sam, why don’t you find us a hotel while Cas and I go ask around for information about our victim at the police station.” “Yeah. I’ll meet you guys back there when I’m done” Sam responded in agreement and adding to it. They headed off in the separate directions officially starting their case.

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“Agent Seager, FBI. This is my partner Agent Mercury.” Dean told the local deskman, both of them holding up there fake badges. “What can I do for you guys?” he said kindly. “We would like to see the recent murder victim, you know the one with the missing heart.” Cas told him bluntly.

“What 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.” Dean spoke with less obvious words on what they were there for. “lie, Cas. Lie. Don’t tell the truth.” 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 Burgess’s office was located.

“Agents. The desk Sargent tells me you would like to help out with the case? We could really use some help.” She told them with exhaustion in her voice. “Uh-Yes we saw in the news paper you have a body in the morgue with no heart.” Cas told her. Dean had the expression on his face to she he was shocked that Cas actually lied pretty well. “Not just “a” body. Three to be precise.” Sheriff Burgess informed them. “Three? All missing their hearts?” She shook her head to confirm. “I can show you guys the bodies if you’d like. The first victim as since been cremated, the second one is still unidentified and the third just happened this morning.” The Sheriff told them looking sad at the end. “That would be great. We will meet you there in an hour.” 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. “Hello and Good Morning. How can I help you?” the name of her golden name tag read Nancy. She wore blue jeans with a plain white t shirt. “Yea. One room with two twin beds.” Sam told her. “Name?” “Samuel Carter” he told her as he pulled out his identification, of course not being his real one. “Thank you” 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. “So get this. This isn’t the first time werewolf like killings were in this town.”

“Really?” Dean replied with a shocked tone.

“Yeah. Five bodies each missing their hearts, each year for the past 10 years, always on this week of June.” “Sam what's going on here?” Dean asked him in confusion. “Beats me.” Sam told him singing just as confused.

“Cas, stay here with Sam. I’m going to go grab so food. I’ll be back soon.” Dean told them with a toneless voice.

“Dean, wait.” Cas followed him out the his car. “Are you alright? You're acting different than usual.” Cas asked him, concerned. “I’m fine.” “You sure?” Cas could tell he was lying but he didn't know why. “Yeah. Listen I'm going to go.” 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. “You’re the desk Sargent from the police station.” Cas said once realizing who it was. “That's right. The names Owen. And your partner here, he's met Nancy.” He said in a creepy, melancholy tone. “You two. You're the ones who've been killing those people.”

“That's right. See we know what you are as well, Your hunters.” Owen said mischievously. “And you two are going to be the main course.” 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. “You're coming with me pretty boy. We will have fun with you in the kitchen.” She looked into Cas’s eye’s 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.

“Owen let's go, we got one out of two.” She said trying to convince her partner they need to get out of there quickly.

“Fine. Let’s move.” 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. “Sam. SAMMY! Sammy, hey you okay? What the hell happened?” Dean said in a complete panic. “Uh 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.” 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.

“Where is Cas?” Dean looked around the room “Son of a bitch!” Dean said in anger. “They have him, Dean.” Sam said in a concerned voice. “I tried to help him but I couldn’t.” “Ok. It’s fine. We save each other all the time. We can do it again.” Dean said hoping they would find Cas alive.

“Where would they take him?” Dean said panicking. “Think Sam, did they mention anything?” Sam tried thinking back to what they said. “In the kitchen.” Sam whispered. “What?” Dean responded confused. “In the kitchen. Nancy said “we will have fun with you in the kitchen” I think they might still be here.” Sam and Dean quickly headed to the kitchen. “Wait. It shouldn’t be that easy. Is there a basement or something here?” Dean asked Sam convinced that they were somewhere else.

“Look, Dean maybe she thought I didn’t hear her but I’m telling you that’s what she said.” Sam told his brother trying to convince him that he was right.

“Just, give me a minute ok?” Dean responded frustrated. “I swear I saw something when I was out.” Dean snapped his fingers loudly when he made the realization. “I saw an abandoned building a few blocks back. It was old, but it had the words “the kitchen” above what used to be the main door.”

“That’s got to be it.” 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. “Damn it! They cut the tires!” Dean hated when anyone touched his car, even Sam. “Ok, now you have really pissed me off. Don’t mess with a man’s wheels!” Dean now completely angry at the two.

“You said it was a few blocks. We can walk.” Sam paused for a few seconds as Dean took off running. “Or we can run. Running works too.” Sam said in a whiny voice.

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They made their way to the building when they noticed blood on the handle. “Sam? You don't think they figured out he is an angel do you?” “Only one way to find out.” 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. “Look who came and crash the party.” Nancy spoke in a snarky voice. “The Winchester. Yes, your angel here told us who you were. Not like we already knew, every monster now a days knows about the Winchester’s.” “You bitch. Just let him and then we will kill you.”

“Now why would we do that when we can have all three of you.” She followed when a snarky laugh. “See, we know you can’t just kill an angel. You need, what is it called? Oh yeah, an angel blade.” She said as she held of the long silver knife getting ready to jab it into Cas. “No!” Dean scream loudly. Owen stop her before she could drive the knife into him, stopping barely before breaking the flesh. “Hold on. Let’s take our time with them. It’s not everyday you get the Winchester ’s and their angel all in the same day.“

“You’re right.” Nancy agreed with him to take their time. “Why don't you take the angel into the other room and I will start preparing these two.” 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 Sam’s left arm and collected the blood. “Leave him alone!” Dean yelled at him to protect his brother. “Don't worry Dean, you will get your turn soon.” “Bite me.” Dean remarked at him. “You know what. Nevermind you actually might.” Owen slapped Dean on the left side of his face due to the fact he had had enough of Dean’s 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. “Hey!” 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. “Owen! You!” 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. “Cas? Come on Cas wake up!” Dean said with his voice cracking and slightly shaking his face to wake him up. “Cas, wake up damn it. I need you. I-I love you.” Cas started to move as if the words Dean spoke woke him up. “Dean?” Cas managed to mumble out.

“Yeah. You're okay. Come on let's get you down.” Dean untie Cas and as they were headed to the door, they heard a gun shot. “Get down.” Dean hurried case behind a gray, rusted metal box to hide behind. “Dean.” They both heard the sound of Sam’s voice echoing. “She's dead. Let's get out if here before the police show up.” Sam said in a hurry, helping Dean assist Cas. They made there way to the car and headed back to the bunker.

“How is he?” Sam asked Dean about Cas, sounding concerned. “He’ll be fine with a days rest to recharge his angel mojo.” Dean said following with a slight chuckle.

It was the next evening when Cas first got out of bed again. “Sam.” “Hey Cas. How are you feeling?” he asked him. “Completely healed.” As spoke as he lifted his shirt to prove he was better. “It might take me another day or two to be able to fix you and Dean up though.” Sam made a slight smile. “Dean and I will be fine for a few days Cas. We both have been to hell…literally.” Cas laughed at Sam’s remark. “Speaking of Dean, do you happen to know where he is at?” Cas asked. “I think he is out checking the car. You know how he is always having to have that thing perfect 24/7.” Sam said mocking his brother. Cas followed with a laugh. As he headed to the car, he looked back at Sam with a smile.

“Hello, Dean.” Cas startled Dean, cause him to slightly. “Cas? Hey. I didn't know you were up. Are you okay?” You could hear the concern in Dean's voice for Cas. “Like I told Sam, fully healed.” Cas smiled looking into Dean's eyes, doing the same motion he did to show same he was completely better. “Listen I um-I wanted to talk to you.” Cas spoke in an awkward tone. “About?” “Dean. I heard what you said yesterday. When you thought I was unconscious.”

“I don't know what your talking about. I didn't say anything.” Dean knew what he was talking about, he just pretended because he had assumed Cas didn’t hear him. “Dean.” Cas had that look of disappointment on his face. “Cas. Forget it. I didn’t say anything. Maybe you just heard something and thought it was me.”

“No, I won’t just forget it. I heard the way you said it. You didn't mean it as a simple “I love you”, did you?” 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. “That obvious?” Dean eventually managed to reply, turning around to sit on the Impala.

“Hey-“ “Cas, like I said before, forget it. It doesn’t matter anyways.” Dean interrupted Cas to stop him from continuing on she he was about to say. “Dean, it does matter. You matter especially to me, so stop talking and let me speak for once.” 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. “I um- I have no idea how to say this.” Both Dean and Cas laughed, looking into each other’s eyes. “I 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.”

Dean was surprised by Cas’s words but yet he wasn’t. Dean muscled out a soft smile, tears still in his eyes. “Cas, it will never work.” Dean said sadly, looking down with the look of disappointment. “Why?” “I already have Sam I have to worry about being used against me. I can't have you bring used against me with us being…together. And everyone I have ever tried to “make it work” with are all dead.” Dean put the air while motion around the words as Cas do often did.