Cas appeared at Deans side before Dean could even call him. Dean was laying on the ground, his chest ripped open and cuts all along his body. His body was a bloody mangled mess. He looked up at Cas, barely able to move.
"C-cas h-h-h-help me, g-get Sa-," Dean's voice died off, his body going limp. Cas warped him into a hotel room, laying him on the bed before warping back to get Sam. They came back shortly. Cas sit Sam in a chair and ran to Dean, gently pulling his shirt off. The shirt stuck to the wounds, causing some of the skin to come off with it. Cas pulled Deans boots off and took his pants off. He sighed, looking at the wounds. "Why did Dean always have to try to stop the Hell Hounds.." Cas thought to himself. He held his hand over Dean's chest healing the wounds. After he had finished he sat down on the bed beside Dean, weak from using so much power. Dean had been at the edge of death. Cas looked over at Sam, who had just been knocked out by a demon who had heard that the Winchesters were in town. Dean began to stir beside Cas. Dean groaned and rubbed his eyes, looking up at him.
"Cas what happened? How did I get here? Where's Sammy? Are you ok-," Cas bent down and kissed the hunter. It was a soft gentle kiss.
"Don't ever do that again! I felt your pain! It nearly doubled me over. What the hell were you even thinking?" Cas said, looking into Dean's green eyes.
"Cas... Why did you just kiss me..?" Dean said smiling as he put a hand on the back of the angel's head and pulled him down, kissing him hard.