"Where the hell is he?" Dean thought to himself. It had been over an hour since he had called for Castiel and normally he got an immediate response. Dean paced around the room, another hotel room same interior, same ugly walls he always saw nowadays. It'd been a while since Sam had decided that he did not love his big brother enough to stay around and at this point in his life all Dean needed and even wanted was his Impala, cheeseburgers, and his angel. "That stupid, beautiful angel", Dean thought, remembering the way that Cas was always able to stare into his eyes and understand the pain and anger that brewed with in the green eyed hunters soul. Dean had always wondered what Castiel saw when he looked at him like that. He knew that whatever Castiel saw he liked, but he was always afraid that if he showed his true self to Cas he would lose him. "Dammit Cas!", Dean shouted at nothing. Dean did not like being alone with his thoughts for this long because he always thought of Sammy, and his father. The two men that were always supposed to be there for him were the two mean that never bothered to see that Dean was a tortured and dying soul, always having to hide his true self behind a leather jacket and hair metal. In truth Dean was just a sweet man. He loved kittens, and stupid love stories. Sure he would drink his hard alcohols, but a glass of wine was always appreciated. Then there was the last thing he loved that no one understood. He loved Castiel. All of him. That silly little angel. The way that Cas looked, the way he smelled, the silly way that he pretended to sleep even though there was no point in it. Yes Dean was gay. Yes, Castiel knew this and yes Cas loved Dean with all that he could muster. Dean knew that human love was confusing for Cas but he tried for Deans sake to act like any boyfriend would. Dean loved it. "Where are you?", Dean said towards the ceiling, genuine concern flooding his face. Suddenly there was a loud thud at the door and then Dean heard a groan of pain. Grabbing his gun, Dean ran for the door and looked through the eyehole trying to see who was there. Dean couldn't see anyone and this made him highly suspicious. "Dean…. Dean it's me….. Please open the door." "Cas!", Dean yelled throwing the door open. There in a crumpled mess was his beautiful sapphire eyed angel. "Cas, sweetie, what happened?", Dean said in his lightest tone, as he softly puts Castiels head in his lap. "I am not sure Dean. I was in Heaven speaking with Gabriel about Sam, and I believe I said something wrong because Gabriel attacked me and tossed me back down here to you." "Come on silly angel let's get you inside and fix you up." Dean slowly lays Castiel's head back on the ground then slides his arms under Cas and brings him into the hotel room kicking the door closed behind him, ignoring the angels blood on the floor just outside his room. /p