Everything Will Be Okay, It'll be Okay...I Promise
A/N: HEY PEEPS, YOU'LL NEVER GUESS WHAT BROUGHT THIS ONE ON! OKAY, FIRST THINGS FIRST, IT'S A SLASH STORY, DON'T LIKE, DON' T READ. ANYWAY, SO I'M SITTING AT THE KITCHEN TABLE THIS MORNING, STARING AT MY CHICKEN NOODLE SOUP, THEN I GET THE IDEA FOR THIS STORY...SO THANK THE SOUP! LOL :)
PLEASE FORGIVE ANY MISSED MISS SPELLINGS AND GRAMMOR.
ANYWAY, AS WE ALL KNOW, I DON'T OWN SUPERNATURAL, :( MAKES ME SAD.
RATING: T - THROUGH – M. (LOTS AND LOTS AND LOTS OF BLOOD, AND...WELL WE ALL KNOW DEANS LOVELY MOUTH. )
WARNINGS: NONE!
ENJOY MY BEAUTIFUL PEEPS!
Prologue
Dean held Castiel's mangled body close to his own, tears streaming down his face like a waterfall. He looked around their battle ground, at the unconscious Sam propped up against a wall. At all of the blood splattered everywhere. The dark liquid he'd been hungrily lapping up only moments ago. The blood he'd been attacking Castiel for, the dark liquid he'd basically milked from Castiel. His beloved angel's blood. Dean let out a strangled moan and clutched Castiel tighter to him, begging him to wake up.
"Everything will be okay; it'll be okay…I promise." Dean choked out, Castiel gave no response.
Chapter One
Castiel watched Dean sleeping, a small smile playing at the angel's lips. He looked at his naked lover, both their bare bodies covered by the thick sheets of their motel bed. His smile widened, thinking back at last night's adventures. Dean had been rather...hyper. Castiel chuckled, and Dean stirred. The hunters eyes opened slowly, reveling majestic green eyes, green eyes that instantly sought Castiel out. Dean's mouth stretched wide in a yarn and then the hunter turned onto his side and slung and arm over Castiel's waist. The angel smiled again, Dean cocked a brow, a smile of his own forming.
"Why so smiley?" He asked, moving his arm from Castiel's waist to his face, idly stroking the angel's cheek with his thumb.
Castiel leaned into Dean's touch. "Mm, just thinking about last night." He smiled.
Dean's smile widened. "Ah," He laughed, remembered how he had practically raped the angel. "I had about four Monsters."
Castiel cocked a brow and tilted his head. "Monsters?"
"It's an energy drink. It makes you hyper." Dean said, Castiel gave an understanding look and snuggled into Dean.
"You should drink them more often." Castiel said, his voice muffled by his hiding place in the crook of Dean's neck.
Dean laughed loudly. "Well well Cas, I didn't know you liked it like that." He said, squeezing the angel into a hug.
Castiel snuggled closer and he and Dean relaxed, enjoying the peace, Sam snoring softly in the bed beside them. They laid in the silence, comfortable in the quiet. They didn't need to talk all the time, not like normal partners. They just enjoyed being with each other, loved being in the same room. Dean stiffened when he felt Castiel start falling asleep, the angel's dark long lashes dusting against Dean's neck. The hunter noticed how with every blink, it became slower. The angel's breathing falling soft and quiet. Shallow even.
Dean inwardly sighed; Castiel was coming closer and closer to becoming human every day. Every day he needed more human things, everyday his powers faded away, every day he became more...human. He was more susceptible to attacks, diseases, death, everything. Dean let out a soft whine, drawing Castiel from his half slumber. Yes, Dean knew angel's did sleep, but he also knew that when they did it was every once in a while between centuries. They didn't need sleep like humans, but Castiel was starting to doze into half consciousness without warning now. His weariness was concerning Dean.
"Dean," Castiel's voice broke through to him. "It's fine." He mumbled, laying a soft hand on Dean's face.
Dean sighed again. "You shouldn't want to sleep Cas." Dean whispered, kissing the angels forehead softly.
Castiel closed his eyes at the contact, purring happily. "Everything is fine." He said.
Dean's eyes locked eyes with Castiel's, the softly deep green clashing with the insanely brilliant blue. They both fell quiet, Dean not wanting to continue the conversation, Castiel not wanting to lie to Dean anymore. Deep down the angel knew that everything was not fine, that his new want for sleep meant horrible things. It meant that he was becoming more human, his angelic powers and way of life slowly ebbing away with every passing second. Castiel felt his worry rise, what would Dean have to do with him after he turned human? What would Dean do with him?
Castiel suddenly felt sick, his stomach turned and his face greened, his mouth starting to produce more saliva than necessary. Dean noted Castiel's new unease and then looked to him with question. Castiel simply smiled and then rested his head in the crook of Dean's neck again. Dean pondered, thought about Castiel if he were human, if he would change a lot or still be the same man. What would Cas do with Dean once he was human and able to fend for himself. Dean looked over at his snoring brother, who was sprawled out in the bed next to them. Dean laughed softly and Castiel asked about the chuckle from Dean's neck.
"Oh Sam's an idiot." He smiled, Castiel laughed at his side.
"Very, however he's still a good brother." Castiel said.
Dean smiled again. "Ya, guess he is. I'm glad I got em'." He said.
"Wow Dean, now I feel complete." Sam suddenly said from his bed, Dean shot up and looked over to Sam.
The blanket almost fell from Dean's waist and Castiel's, almost reveling their naked bodies.
The youngest was smiling hugely at Dean and his lover. "How long have you been awake?" Dean barked.
"The whole conversation. I didn't want to intrude, so I just stayed quiet." He said, yawning and stretching.
Dean felt his face redden in half-hearted anger. "Can't have a damn moment's peace with you around." He mumbled, falling back on the bed. Castiel resumed the position he been knocked from when Dean jumped up, his sigh content.
Sam got up and started to the bathroom. "Love you to teddy bear!" He said, running into the bathroom and locking the door before Dean could get a hold of him.
Castiel sighed as Dean got up and knocked him from his warm cozy perch again. He laid out on the bed and watching with marry eyes as Dean banged on the door and cursed Sam. Dean gave up, not wanting to pay for a broken down door, and walked back to Castiel. The angel noted the smile playing at Dean's lips. Castiel laughed, surprising Dean. The hunter hadn't expected that reaction out of his angel, the merry and somewhat loud laugh catching him off guard. He climbed over Castiel and stopped when he was standing over him. His hands and knee perching him above his little angel.
Dean leaned down, locking lips with the angel who happily responded. Dean deepened it, moving his tongue inside and letting Castiel in his own. Dean lowered his lower half on Castiel, the angel wrapped his arms around Dean's waist. Castiel broke the kiss when he felt Dean smiling.
"What is it?" He asked, Dean's smile only got bigger and Castiel yelped in surprise when Dean gathered him in his arms and tossed him onto Sam's bed.
Castiel own face split into a wide grin, knowing what Dean's was planning.
Dean climbed onto the bed with him, climbing on top of him again. "Sam's gonna have a cow." He purred, Castiel laughed softly.
~0o0o~
Sam came out of the shower some time later, then almost let his towel drop and revile himself when he saw Castiel and Dean sound asleep in his bed. He felt his mouth drop and his face redden; they did not have sex in his bed. Nope, they didn't, they knew better. Sam growled, of course they had sex in his bed. However the younger man's anger disappeared as he looked at the two, they were perfect for each other. He smiled while taking in the scene, Dean holding Castiel close to him, Castiel dozing with him. However Sam's face drew in confusion as he really looked at the angel. He'd heard the two talking about it, but he hadn't actually seen Castiel sleeping, and looking at the angel right now, he didn't want to.
Castiel's face was drawn with trouble, discomfort. He looked upset and distressed, like his was in pain, or scared. Sam licked his lips and watched as the angel whimpered, shifting in his sleep. Sam quickly got dressed and walked over to Dean's side, shaking him gently. The hunter woke with a soft snort, looking at Sam with confusion. Sam put a finger to his lips to show Dean to stay quiet and then motioned with his other hand for Dean to get up and follow him. Dean cocked a brow but did as Sam quietly asked. Sam tossed Dean his towel and Dean wrapped it around his waist, then went to stand next to Sam.
Dean felt his heart sink, Castiel was sleeping deeply now, however ever more disheartening, Castiel looked as though he were having a horrible nightmare. Dean looked to Sam, saw the younger man's fear, knowing Sam saw his own, and went to Castiel's side. Dean sat down by the angel's hip, gently touching his shoulder and shaking him. Castiel jolted awake, his eyes wild and confused. He batted Dean's hand away at first, then, when he realized who it was, he calmed. He took a moment to catch his breath and then looked to Dean embarrassed.
Dean smiled sadly and stroked his cheek. "It's called a nightmare Cas, don't feel bad, everyone has em'." He said, kissing the angel's head softly.
Castiel nodded, still too embarrassed to speak. Then when Dean got up to go and shower, Castiel followed him, smiling sadly to Sam, his expression apologizing for the mess they had made in his bed. Sam simply shook his head and laughed, then went to packing their things. They would be leaving when Dean and Cas got out of their shower, a hunt awaited them in the next city over.