Dean Winchester was lying on a cheap motel bed, in some run down town in Nevada. The bed was stained with things Dean didn't want to think about, but the sad thing was he was use to sleeping in places like this living in them for weeks on end. This was how Dean had spent most of his life. Until him and Sam had found the safe house created by the men of letters now Dean and Sam have there own rooms, a place they could go to rest when there is no case for them, or when looking for a new one, he didn't want to admit it but Dean was loving having a 'home' where he can feel safe and can cook, and sleep on sheets that have been soiled but so many other people. At last he had his own space.

He listened to the shower running, while Sam washed the blood and dirt from his skin and hair from their last hunt. Usually Dean would have rushed out of the car into the small motel bathroom to clean himself off, but he was too tired he needed to rest, and all he wanted was the large shower at their safe house and then to crawl into his own bed, he couldn't wait to leave the next morning after some hard earned rest. He let his eyes slip close - telling himself he'd just have a couple of minutes - but before he could fall into a deep slumber he heard a loud flutter of wings and then a cry of agony as someone impacted with the floor.

Dean shot up from his place on the bed to see Castiel - his angel - crumbled naked on the floor, panting out each painful breath, he had a gaping wound starting at his shoulder blades and ending at the bottom his back. It was shaped like a V.

"Cas..are you okay?" Dean asked his voice shaking, he hated seeing Castiel in so much pain. The only response he got was a low whine from the back of Castiel's throat, 'what a stupid question to ask' he thought to himself, 'of course he isn't okay'.

Dean climbed of the bed, rushing to the angels side, up close he could see the ragged edges to the wound as though something had been torn from his back. Castiel continued to whimper quietly to himself, hoping Dean knew a way to fix him, to make the pain go away. The angels had tortured him because the found out he was in love with a human...with Dean. To begin with they just poured burning holy water over him which hurt but nothing was as bad as when the ripped his wings from his back it took them hours, doing in feather by feather until they got to muscle which merged into his vessel, then they pulled till they were ripped though the skin leaving huge gaps in his back. Then they dropped him on the floor of Deans motel whispering to him "You are Human now...we hope you enjoy your life Castiel."

He looked up to see Dean looking down at him worry etched on his face, he tried to say don't worry but it came out as whimper, he was in so much pain.

"Cas this Is going to hurt but I need to get you on the bed," Dean whispered before getting his arms under Castiel's body and lifting him up from the floor, Castiel let out a blood curling scream as Dean lifted him causing his back to move and the open flesh to brush against his arms.

Sam winchester was drying of the rest of his body when he heard a scream from the other room in the small motel room they were staying in, he ran out of the bathroom dropping his towel and grabbing his gun he'd placed beside the sink, and pointed it toward his brother who was now placing a naked, hurt Castiel, when Dean removed his arms and pulled against the skin of his back, he let out another scream, which caused both of the brother to cringe.

Dean turned to see his naked brother standing in the bathroom doorway, pointing a gun at him.

"Castiel is hurt, can you get dressed quick, while I grab the med kit, I need some alcohol as well, he needs stitching up."

"I don't seen any injury." Sam replied dropping his arms to his side and walking back into the bathroom confused. "And I have some wine in my bag, is that okay?"

"Yer, fine and it's on his back, you'll see in a minute." As Sam dressed as quick as he could into some clean jeans and a navy blue v-neck t-shirt, Dean got everything he needed and rolled Cas over on to his front, he heard a relieved sigh escape his mouth when the pressure was removed from his injury.

"Castiel I am sorry but this is going to hurt." Castiel hummed in response but made no other noise, he knew this was going to hurt but he was human now, and he couldn't heal himself, and he also knew Dean would only cause him pain if he had to.

"Shit." was the only response Sam made as he came back out of the bathroom to see Cas's spread out on the bed with such horrible injuries.

"Stop staring Sam," Dean growled, he didn't like Sam seeing Castiel naked, he knew it was irrational but he it just bothered him, he knew he was only staring because it was hell of an injury, but Dean loved this angel and he didn't want anyone else to see him naked.

Dean knew he loved Cas but never told anyone because he thought everyone else would laugh and that Castiel didn't feel the same way so he denied and buried it away.

Sam also knew how Dean felt, not because he'd told him but because he knew his brother and the look on his face whenever Cas would arrive or call or anything to be honest Dean would get this smile on his face and his eyes would light up in a way he'd never seen before. Sam also knew something his brother didn't, the socially awkward angel felt the same way and feared the same things that Dean wouldn't love him back.

"I need you to hold him down if he begins to move to much, okay?" Dean said to his little brother.

"I can do that." he replied standing on the other side of the bed, opposite his brother. He wasn't needed in the end Castiel stayed perfectly still but screamed and cried until about half way though the stitches when he just passed out due to the pain. As Dean slowly poured to wine over the wound Castiel woke from his sleep screaming for a couple of second before passing out again, he felt so guilty for all the pain he was causing him but he needed to make sure the wound was clean so it could heal.

"Dean he needs a shower." Sam stated.

"I'll wake him up in a minute and get him to have one." Dean had been trying not to look at Cas's arse while taking care of him, he felt like he was taking advantage of his vulnerable state, but his eyes kept slipping to his round, perky cheeks that he just wanted to gently run his fingers across and cover in soft scattered kisses.

"He is going to need helping standing Dean...you'll have to get in with him." Sam laughed on the inside at the look on Dean's face.

"I am not getting in the shower with Cas, especially with him being naked!" Dean exclaimed.

"Well i'll have to do it th.." Sam began to say he'd do it but Dean interrupted him.

"No! I've got it." he growled. Sam laughed, walking towards the front door. "Where you going?"

"To get him some pain medication, he's gonna be in a lot of pain."

"I know," Dean sighed, "When I find out who does this to him I am going kill them." Sam glanced back at his brother with a reassuring smile before leaving the motel and getting in to Impala. It was going to drive around for an hour, to let Dean and Castiel have some time to get cleaned up and hopefully talk.