-Before I start this just know that I'm pretty bad at writing fanfiction, but I tried at least. The characters might not be like themselves, I'm sorry, but I wrote this in the middle of the night and thinking of what they would say is really hard when you can barely even think at all.-

DEAN

Cas is punching me, my face bloody, broken, and swollen. He won't stop, I know it isn't him, but that doesn't make it any better. I have to snap him out of this, to bring him back to me.

"Cas. Cas, please stop," I begged, but all he did was look at me, there was no mercy in his eyes.

Nothing was going to work, he was going to kill me and get the tablet. If only I could do something instead of sitting here being beat up by my best friend! Except, he isn't my best friend, he's not Cas, he's someone else.

Trying one last time to get Cas back I said, "Cas. Cas. I know you can hear me. Cas. It's me. We're family. We need you. I need you."

This moment helped me realize that I might have some feelings for Cas, not just friendship. I have no idea where they came from, my guess is that seeing Cas like this started to make me think about how much Cas means to me. Damit! I hate chick flick moments! I thought to myself.

Then Cas stopped, dropping the angel blade. Reaching toward my face, he healed me. He just stood there looking at me, doing that head tilt thing he always does.

After a minute or two he opened his mouth, "Did you mean what you said? You need me?" which seemed crazy to me, of course I need Cas.

"Yeah, Cas, I do," I know this would be a bad time to tell Cas that I might see him as more than a friend. What if he doesn't feel the same way? If our friendship is ruined I would be crushed.

"I'm sorry for hurting you, Dean," Cas apologized lowering his head.

This shocked me, that wasn't Castiel at all, it wasn't him doing those things, "It's okay. Don't worry about it, it wasn't like it was actually you."

It's hard to pay attention to everything that's happening around me. All I can think about is if I should tell Cas how I feel or not. I should probably wait, rushing this would be a bad idea, especially now. Anyway, I don't even know what's going on, or if I even really feel this way.

Once the entire event was over, Sam, Cas, and I went back to the bunker. Cas being here did not help me figure out what my feelings are for him. He didn't say much though, Sam tried to talk to him, but Cas would just be vague and show little interest in the conversation.

After a few days of trying to figure out my feelings, I decided I should go to Sam, which normally I would never do. Honestly, Sam is the last person I would want to talk to about this, but there's no one else to talk to and I really need some help.

I worked up my courage and went to Sam's room, he was lying on his bed reading another lore book. Even though I've been in the doorway for about two minutes, Sam still hasn't noticed me. This is going to be really hard, really, really hard.

Clearing my throat I began to speak, "Um. . . Hey, Sam. I was hoping I could talk to you about something," I was regretting this already.

"Sure, yeah," Sam said looking up at me.

"Well. . . Um. . . Well. . . I think I might be bisexual."

"Oh, okay, I thought you might of been," Sam said, which sort of annoyed me.

"And I think I might have feelings for Cas," I finally blurted. Saying this didn't get Sam's attention like I thought it would have, which, again, annoyed me. Why is he acting like this isn't a big deal? This is a very big deal!

Sam smiled, "Dean, this doesn't surprise me. The way you two look at each―"

My eyes were huge, "Wait! You think Cas likes me back?"

"Of course. Isn't it obvious?" Sam said this like it was almost a known fact.

"No! It's not obvious!" I shouted.

"You have to tell him that you have feelings for him. The worst he can say is no and there's no way it would ruin your friendship forever. In that situation, it would take a while for things to be normal, but he will always be your best friend."

"Fine," I said walking out of the room, knowing that Sam would just keep bugging me about it if I said no, but I don't want to do this at all. I mean, I just figured this out. When I saw Cas and said I needed him, it was like something finally clicked in my brain, I do need Cas, but not in a friend sort of way. At the moment, I wouldn't say that I love Cas, but I definitely can see my feelings turning into love, the only issue is that it all depends on whether these feelings are mutual.

Looking at my watch, I saw that it was nine o'clock at night, telling Cas can wait until morning. A good night's sleep should help me calm down, although I know it won't. Whatever, he's probably asleep already, there's no point in trying to tell him now.

Going through my bedroom door, I laid down on the bed. With all this stress I'm super tired, yet sleep seems far away. After almost three hours of worrying about what will happen tomorrow, I finally fell asleep.