Title: My Angel

Characters: Dean Winchester, Castiel

Warnings: Spoilers, Slash, Same-Sex Pairing

Disclaimer: I do not own these characters this is simply a tribute

Summary: Can Castiel save Dean from his new demon form?

"Open your eyes, Dean." Crowley said, as he looked with evil intent over Dean Winchester lying on the bed.

Dean opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling. Crowley reveled at the pitch blackness in Dean's eyes as he laughed an evil laugh. Dean abruptly sat up in the bed. "What happened? Crowley? What are you doing here?" Dean asked, panic stricken. He suddenly remembered everything that happened. Metatron stabbing him. Sam helping him back to the bunker. "Jesus, Crowley, what did you do?" He asked sternly

Crowley stood before Dean and made a magician-like move with his hands "Ta-da!" He said, as he disappeared into thin air.

Dean quickly got up from the bed and ran to a mirror on the wall. He got the shock of his life when he saw his reflection staring back at him. His demon eyes looked like two pools of black, liquid tar. "No..What did you do to me?" He cried, as he reached up and touched his reflection in the mirror. "It's okay, I can fix this..I can fix this." He said, pacing the floor trying to calm himself down; his breathing rapid. He stopped for a minute and walked to his bedside. Dean kneeled by the side of the bed like a child saying their prayers at night. He placed his elbows on the mattress, clasped his hands together and closed his eyes. "Cas, you got your ears on? Please, Cas I need you." He bowed his head down. Tears started to stream down his face. "Cas, if you ever cared about me, hear me now. I pray to you. Come on, Cas," He said, as he opened his eyes and lifted his head up to the ceiling. "You're the one who gripped me tight and raised me from perdition. Don't you remember? Have you forgotten about me?" He bowed his head back down one last time and pressed his forehead into his clasped hands, "You're the one who gripped me tight." He whispered, as he started to sob. Suddenly a celestial light enfolded his entire body. He unexpectedly felt a hand gently touch his cheek.

"Hello, Dean."

Dean looked up to see Castiel. His face was more handsome and angelic than he'd ever remembered. Dean quickly grabbed onto the bottom of Castiel's trench coat. He breathed in Cas' scent. Dean had always thought Cas had a wonderful smell, like a sea breeze after a storm. It had become familiar to him over the years.

"Cas..I'm so afraid. I don't know what Crowley did to me but you gotta help me…please..help me." Dean pleaded on his knees as tears ran down his cheeks from his pitch black, demon eyes.

"Dean, this has to be quick" Castiel said as he placed his palm on Dean's forehead. Dean thrust back his head and opened his mouth. Suddenly the dark, demon smoke came bursting out of Dean's open mouth. "Be calm Dean, don't fight it, just let it happen" Castiel said peacefully as he continued pushing his palm tightly into Dean's skin. The terrifying sound of a thousand jackals screaming filled the entire room as the smoke lifted quickly then dissipated into nothingness. Dean's body suddenly slumped to the floor, broken and bleeding. Castiel quickly picked up Dean's body and laid him on the bed. He ripped open Dean's shirt revealing his bare abdomen. His wounds had returned. The injury was still fresh. Bright red blood was pouring out. He placed a hand over Dean's stab wound and the blood was instantly gone. The wound miraculously healed. Dean suddenly sat up in the bed gasping desperately for air.

"Shhhh, it's alright now, Dean. You're going to be alright. I knew Metatron was lying. I knew you weren't dead." Castiel said as he took Dean into his arms. Dean hugged Castiel back tightly until he pulled away enough to look deeply into the angel's beautiful blue eyes.

"Cas, you heard me." He said calmly.

"I heard every word you said, Dean."

Dean looked down at his bare chest. He ran his hand over the healed area. "And Metatron told you I was dead? Cas, How'd you get your mojo back?" He asked, with wonderment.

"Dean, I talked to God."

Dean looked back up at Cas and into his intense blue eyes again, "God?"

"Dean I defeated Metatron. I was accepted back into heaven. Not only was I forgiven but as a reward designed for my efforts God gave me back my grace, all my powers and more." He placed a hand on Dean's shoulder, "Dean, he gave me the power of the warring angels. The only thing that could cast the demon out of you." Castiel revealed

"But...why?"

"Because you're the last piece of the puzzle. I can't explain how or why, all I know is that I was initially sent by God to save you, to protect you. And through these years that I've gotten to know you I've fallen in love with you. You may not know this but I've watched over you every night since the first time I laid a hand on you in hell."

Dean looked into Cas' blue eyes. He wanted to believe it but as usual he felt as though he didn't deserve the angel's love.

"Cas, I'm just a man. How can you love me?"

"Dean, I love all humans. But you're the only one I've ever fallen for. The only one I've ever befriended when I didn't have to. I've always loved you. Dean, you were my weakness. I'm not supposed to get too close to humans. I was getting too close to you but god forgave me for that. He forgave me for everything."

"I always thought that when you first touched me in hell you were lost?"

"No, Dean, I was found." Cas said as he reached out and gently brushed his fingertips over Dean's cheek.

Dean moved closer and took Castiel's hand in his and squeezed it tightly. "So that explains it. All these feelings I've had for you all along.. It's because you're my angel, my true angel. Cas…I love you." Dean said for the first time, as he pulled Castiel's hand up to his mouth and kissed the back of it gently. "My protector, my mentor. Cas, I've loved you since the first moment I saw you. Since the first time you said that I didn't think I deserved to be saved. I knew deep down you were right about me but I didn't want to believe it. I've never felt worthy of anything. Of anything good. Until you showed me how wrong I was. Until you saved me."

As Castiel listened to Dean's revelation, he looked upon Dean without sadness but joy. His love for Dean was never unrequited. He felt his vessel's human heart swell as he rejoiced in this new realization. He was complete.

Dean placed both his hands on the side of Castiel's face. "Cas, I need you. Kiss me." He said with tears in his eyes.

Castiel's eyes opened wide. He suddenly reached up and grabbed Dean's wrists, stopping him. "Dean there's something you need to know." He said with enormous pain in his heart.

"Cas, what is it?" Dean asked, stunned

Castiel slowly pushed back Dean's hands from his face. "Dean, I love you so much but...I can't be with you. I'm a celestial being...you're a man."

"Cas, no. We can figure something out. We can make it work somehow." Dean cried. His eyes filled with tears that slowly started to stream down his cheeks.

"I'm so sorry, Dean. I tried not to love you." Cas said as he slowly stood up from the bed

"Cas?" Dean tried to stand and reach out to Cas but his body suddenly felt frozen.

"I have to leave you now, Dean. But I want you to know that you will never be alone. As long as I'm here. I can't explain it to you now because I don't know all the details but the one thing I do know is that…it's all part of God's plan. Goodbye Dean." Cas said, as he swiftly disappeared.

Dean's body suddenly unfroze as he quickly stood up from the bed to reach out to Cas but it was too late. Dean stood alone in silence for a moment. He quickly pulled up his sleeve and looked down at his arm. The mark of Cain was gone.

Dean abruptly spun around when he heard footsteps running towards the room. He looked through his tear-filled eyes to see Sammy standing in the doorway breathing heavily as if he'd just run a marathon. "What happened? I summoned Crowley. Was he here? Did he save you?" Sammy asked frantically out of breath.

Dean looked sincerely at his brother from across the room. "No….Cas saved me." He said as he pulled his shoulders back and stood up taller than before, "He's my angel."