Author Note: HIII! I have fallen in love with Dastiel. So I wanted to write my own story. This will have child abuse, sexually and mentally. There will be sex – mostly gay sex! If you don't like don't read. And much swearing. Any flames will be used to burn the holy water keeping angels I don't like away. Please leave reviews! XD
Oh, and I don't own Supernatural. If I did Dastiel would so have happened..,
"Dean sometimes scared himself. For him it was so easy to fall into the role of protector. He had taken care of Sammy before he knew how to ride a bike properly. Even before Sam, he had been taking care of his mother. She was drowning in self-pity. After she became pregnant with Sam she and dad started fighting more than ever before. It was frightening to a small kid like Dean. Though fear never stopped him; He never hesitated to take a hit from his father that was meant for his mother, he never moved away when his mother was drunk and confused him with his father. But, most importantly, he never hated Sam. If anything, his life had made his resolve to protect and love his little brother more. Everything just went from bad to worse when their mom died. Suddenly scarier things than his father were threaten his new baby brother. Dean learned to drown himself in the protective role. He became father, mother, brother, and friend to Sam.
As time went on their father had him traveling with them. He would leave them in a motel and drive off to hunt. It always killed Dean to see his father so revenge ridden. His father also tended to forget to make sure there was enough for the two kids to survive; so Dean turned to stealing. That had ended when Sam found out and didn't talk to him for weeks. After that he found…. Different…. Ways to get money so that he could feed and clothe Sam.
As the years went by Dean noticed something that scared him more than any demon or ghost. Sam was far more independent than Dean could ever be. Dean's single most basic need in life was to please, but his brother was the only one he had close. Everything in him wanted to please his brother. So when he found out that what pleased his brother the most was to escape him, he died a little inside.
Dean is not what most would call weak, but his brother and Bobby were his weakest points. He needed them more than they needed him. He knew that he was weak, but who would he be if he wasn't the protector? How could he protect if there was no one to protect? That thought was too much to bear, so when his brother went to college, he stayed near and tried his damnest to keep anything from messing Sam's life up.
In the end he failed. Sam was suddenly back in the hunting life, but he was unhappy. Dean kept going on as if he didn't notice. But soon Sam had choesen the demon bitch Ruby over him, and at that point he broke. He acted like it didn't matter; he found Sam and killed Ruby. They fought and soon Sam left Dean. It was lonely and Dean broke. His day with Cas helped him more than the angel could ever know, but when he was left alone in his car again all he could do was crawl into his motel bed and cry. His body shook, but no noise could be heard. It was silent, just as it always was when he was this weak.
Dean had traveled into the future and saw fucked-up Cas and his future asshole self. When he got back Cas saved him and after telling Cas to never change he realized something. He would never be good enough. Not now not ever. He wasn't fit to protect, he was nothing but a weakling. So, he looked into Castiel's eyes and fell to his knees. "I can't… I just can't…." He whispered breathlessly. His world faded into darkness…"
A small boy stood up and pouted. His dark brown shaggy hair fell into his bright blue eyes. "I don't get why it matters teacher. We are angels, why do we have to learn about some Human who did something almost a hundred years ago?" The angel laughed softly. "Child you should know that this human changed the lives of people all around the world. This human was able to help an angel fall in love. This human also –"The boy rolled his eyes. "It doesn't matter. That was a long time ago!" The young boy was cuffed on the head. "It's just something you learn." Everyone in the room turned. "Hello love." The teacher said, smile on his lips. "Hey Cas. These kids giving you trouble?" Castiel laughed and stood. "Come now Dean, I can handle a few kids." Dean rolled his eyes. "Sure you can." He turned to the children. "Shoo." He told the kids chasing them out of the small room. Castiel wrapped his arms around Dean and kissed the top of his head. "I love re-telling our story." Dean just laughed. "I can't believe we ended up in heaven. I was sure we both would have gone to Hell after we died." Cas just laughed at Dean's words. "We changed the world. We love each other and proved that in the end – Love really does conquer all." Dean laughed. "That was cheesy and so a chick flick moment." Cas cuffed Dean on the head. "Shut it." Dean muttered, blush staining his cheeks.