I sadly do not own Supernatural, but if someone gave me my own Castiel and Dean….

Okay, this is my first Supernatural fic/one-shot, yes I know, how sad.

But I love this show, that's what makes up for it, and I can't really grasp their mind into my mind….hey that sounded funny.

But this idea that is about to be written has been on my mind for a while….

So I decided to write it before I have a migraine.

I guess this would be a drabble…I dunno

He could remember very clearly his time in Hell.

All the scream, the blood, the pain….how much he wanted to leave, how much he tortured, how much he was tortured on those god damn racks, the only thoughts going through his mind: Sam, Sam, Sam, Pain, Blood, Hurt, Stop, Please, God.

He didn't regret going down there….as long as Sam was alive….

What he did….that was what he regretted…

"Hey Dean what was it like?"

Even though he looked up at Sam's expectant face, he could feel his insides freeze up. Why did he want to know? What should he do?

"What, Hell?" he questioned right back, knowing that it was the answer.

That expression on his face was still there.

He wanted to tell, tell his time in Hell, but there was a part of him saying that Sam wouldn't like to know it, that his little brother would be disgusted by what he did down there. And that part kept repeating the same word.

Lie.

"I don't know…I-I must have blacked it out,"

It looked like Sam didn't believe him. Lie again.

"I don't remember a damn thing." He finished, staring into his eyes.

A small smile crawled onto Sam's face and Dean felt relief. "Thank god for that."

Dean looked away and whispered, to himself or to Sam he didn't know, "Yeah."

A glance at Bobby showed he was talking to the psychic; he turned away from Sam and walked over to the bathroom. He flicked on the light and stared into the mirror. Why did he lie? He thought as the memories came up again.

Fire.

Screams.

Blood.

Pain.

He blinked and decided that if he lied about this, he should keep it that way….his brother didn't need to know, Bobby didn't need to know.

And he didn't want to talk about it.

One small lie?

Didn't matter to the rest of the things he did down in Hell.

See? I suck, I don't know why I did this now that I re-read it but oh well, I wanted to do this.

Mostly because today SUPERNATURAL COMES OUT AGAIN ON TV

Hell yeah!

*does a happy dance*

I'm so excited!