AN: I know, I know, I did nightmare having Dean last week, but I just enjoy it, ok? I'm fairly certain my drabble from last week never got added to the community, so here's hoping this one does! Also, sorry I'm late, I was swamped for the last week.
Lightning flashed in the room, and it seemed to bring Castiel with it. Sam was sleeping soundly in his bed, unaware of the storm, but Dean was not so lucky.
He was tossing and turning in his bed, the sweat soaked sheets wrapped around his legs. Castiel didn't know if it was the lightning or thunder, but the storm was triggering Dean's nightmares, even though he'd been pulled from Hell years ago.
Castiel stepped up to Dean's bedside and carefully placed his fingers on his forehead. In seconds the hunter was calm, oblivious to both the storm and the angel.