He was asleep in a chair, head leaned against the wall when the doctor approached. He was awoken by a light hand on his shoulder and silently led into an empty room.
"Enough is enough. There's nothing more you can do to save him."
It was the one thing he didn't know he wanted to hear. Now the empty room seemed to be full of old ghosts. He wasn't sure what to do.
His voice shook as his whispered, "Okay." to the doctors back.
The news that this was it, this is the end just opened up old scars he thought were healed.
He heard screaming from the other room but didn't go to comfort the man he knew the scream was coming from so instead he waited for it to blow over. When he finally entered he tried to soothe the pain away but was met with eyes that told him everything: You didn't believe in me and you thought I was too childish.
Maybe if He had believed the other man wouldn't be hooked up to those machines, wouldn't be dyeing.
Cas wanted to make it big to show his dad what he could do. So his dad wouldn't be able to push him around anymore. When Dean didn't believe he could do it, no one even noticed when Cas stopped eating.
Eighty seven pounds on admittance.
Dean didn't know when things went down hill: when they became so unhappy. Wearing wedding rings that meant nothing to either of them anymore.
They thought that moving to another town together would make them happy but it was only disappointing. They were sleeping apart focused on their disjointed dreams.
It killed Dean to see Cas get rejected so often that he didn't mind the things Cas threw, he learned to deflect the phones aimed for him. He didn't even mind that Cas blamed him for all the mistakes that were made.
Dean still held him in the doorway when the earthquake hit. Even though later that night Cas packed his bag and left. Dean wanted to grab him and force him to stay but letting him go was one thing he could give to Cas.
After a year Dean stopped thinking about it. No one could fix them. Cas told him once "No ones going to listen. No one cares." It was true after all. Even Dean stopped caring.
Their families were tearing them apart from the start. Maybe they should have listened. Getting married right after high school had been the first mistake. They didn't know how many more were to come.
As he sat in the chair next to Cas's bed he could feel the man slipping away and when the monitor finally flat lined the nurses and doctor looked to him as if he should be crying. Instead he slipped his weeding ring off, kissed cas's hand, dropped the ring in the trash and walked out the door as if nothing in that room was ever his whole world.