Title: Watching Over You.
Pairings: Dean X Castiel. Sam X Spencer.
Crossover: Mainly Supernatural, slight Criminal Minds.
Rating: M
Warning: Slash (maleXmale), Character death,Language, Depression, Violence, AU storyline (And I have also made Sam two years younger than Dean instead of four for a reason).
Summary: Dean has been friends with Castiel since they were kids, and has also been in love with him for years. He finally tells Cas how he feels and they get together...they're deeply in love and Dean can't see himself been with anyone else, ever. But...then there's a tragic accident and Cas dies. Castiel then becomes an Angel and watches over Dean, only to find someone is out to kill him. Cas is enraged and goes back to earth to protect Dean. But things aren't that simple.
Chapter One: One Year and Four Months Anniversary.
"Dean! Hey, Dean! Cas is here!" Sam yelled from the sofa in the living room.
Castiel shut the front door behind him and took off his shoes, placing them with Dean's and Sam's that were kicked carelessly around in the space behind the door. He walked into the living room area and moved over towards the sofa. He stopped close to the arm when he saw someone sitting beside Sam. He titled his head to the side, just as he always did when he was confused or curious. "Who is you friend, Sam?"
Sam looked away from the TV programme he was watching and up to Castiel at the other end of the sofa. He smiled widely. "My friend."
The friend looked away from Sam's face and up to Castiel. "Hello, I'm Spencer." He said and did a little wave.
Castiel waved back. "Hello, I am Castiel."
Sam burst out laughing. "You two are so weird." He stopped laughing when they both frowned at him. "I'm only joking. Anyway, if you weren't so weird I probably wouldn't like you both so much." His smile turned from a wide sweet one to a sort of mischievous one. He wrapped his arm around Spencer shoulders, pulling him close. "And, I wouldn't love you so much." He said and then pressed his lips to Spencer's cheek.
Castiel's eyebrows rose in surprise; that was unexpected. He watched Spencer's face turn bright red as Sam pulled his black rimmed glasses off, place them on the coffee table in front of them and then press his lips to Spencer's. He then realised it was probably time for him to leave. As he started walking down the hallway to Dean's bedroom, he could hear the two younger boy's voices.
"Sam, what're you doing!"
"You said it was okay to kiss you now."
"Not in front of other people!"
"It was only Cas, he won't say owt bad to you. Now if it was Dean, I'd understand you freaking out...but it was Cas!"
Castiel smiled lightly; Dean would have defiantly teased the young sandy brown haired boy...he would have known better than to tease Sam, he would have retaliated by saying something about him and Dean, probably. He reached Dean's door just as the voices from the living room faded out. He knocked once before opening the door and going into his boyfriend's room. "Dean?" He asked quietly. He had to squint to try and see something in the dark room; it was bright outside, but Dean had black curtains so no light could get through and wake him up.
"Hmmm..." Dean murmured from the bed.
Castiel knew where the bed was even in the dark, so he made his way to it –hitting his feet on various things on the floor. He would tell Dean to clean up after they got back from where they were going. "Dean." He said as he gently pushed on Dean's shoulder after sitting on the edge of the bed. "Dean, wake up." Suddenly Castiel was pulled down onto the bed, his back flat against the mattress...and Dean laid on top of him.
"I'm already awake." Dean grinned down at Castiel.
Castiel looked up at Dean, a small frown on his face. "You have been waiting here for me to come in...haven't you?"
Dean's grin widened. He moved around a little so he was resting on his forearms instead of his hands, the bottom of his stomach and his groin pressed flush against Castiel's body. He pecked his lips against Castiel's. "Maybe."
"There is no maybe about it, and you know it."
"Yeah, you're right." Dean said before pressing his lips to Castiel's, this time giving his younger partner time to respond...but only for a few seconds before pulling away slightly and licking at his lips. "I just wanted to see you on my bed again."
Castiel laughed lightly. "I was on your bed the night before yesterday."
"Really?" Dean asked before pecking at his lips again. "Feels longer than that." He licked at his boyfriend's lips again and then watched him open his mouth. He smiled and pushed his tongue into his mouth, loving the feeling of been inside Castiel...even if it was only his mouth. He gripped at Castiel's hips, pulling him up against him as their kiss deepened.
Castiel's arms wrapped around his blond partner's shoulders, one hand twisting into Dean's short hair. He pushed against Dean's body as his partner pulled him against him. He moaned when he felt Dean's groin rub against his thigh.
Dean pulled away and grinned down at Cas, who was panting; they had been together for over a year now –one year and four months, exactly-...and he loved the fact that he could still make Castiel pant like that just from a kiss. He ground down harder against Castiel, groaning as he felt his younger lover's body reacting to his. "I want you so bad." He whispered into his ear and pressing down harder.
"Nnn..." Cas moaned. "W-wait...Sam is in the living room."
"And?"
"And? We can't do this with Sam in the house." Castiel said pushing at Dean's shoulder; he really, really wanted Dean...but not while Sam was in the house and it was kind of early.
"We always do it with Sam in the house." Dean whined, nuzzling Castiel's neck.
"Not...not while he's a-awake."
"Urgh, fine." Dean said and climbed off of Cas. He sat next to his boyfriend and looked down at him, feeling bad for sounding so irritated when he saw the sadness on Cas' face. "Hey, it's okay. You're right anyway." He smiled softly and leaned forward to kiss him sweetly but passionately.
"Sammy, get off the geek." Dean said as he walked past the sofa and saw his brother pressed against Spencer, who was pushed up against the back of the sofa, their lips locked together and Sam holding the slightly older boy's hands above his head.
Sam quickly pulled away from Spencer and looked towards Dean, who had sat down at the table –that was behind the sofa- next to Castiel. "Dean!" He yelled.
"What?"
"Stopping calling him that!" Sam said heatedly as he kneeled on the sofa, glaring at his older brother...who was only wearing his dark blue faded jeans. "And put a shirt on!"
"But he is a geek...Spencer you are a geek."
Spencer peeked over the back of the sofa and looked over at Dean and Castiel, his cheeks bright red. "Yes, I've been told." He smiled timidly.
"See. He doesn't care." Dean said smiling at his brother and his friend.
Sam glared at his brother for a few more seconds before turning around and climbing off of the sofa. "C'mon, Spence." He said as he grabbed the glasses off the coffee table and walked to the hall.
"Where are we going?" Spencer asked as he slid off the sofa and followed Sam.
"Out. I'll be back later." Sam said looking back into the living room at his brother.
Spencer peeked into the living room and looked over at Castiel. "It was nice meeting you." He smiled before he was pulled away by Sam.
Dean chuckled. "He really is a little geek."
Castiel turned to look at Dean. "He seems very nice."
"Yeah...he is. Sam really likes him." Dean said, his voice suddenly going quiet.
Castiel tilted his head to the side in confusion. "Is it that you don't? Or that Sam has someone other than you?" He asked; he knew how close he and Sam were...and he couldn't help but wonder if he was jealous of Spencer because he was close to Sam too.
Dean looked at him, a soft and slightly sad expression on his face. "No, I mean I don't know. Sam's my little brother, he's the only family I have left...I just want him to be careful. I don't want him to get hurt."
Castiel looked down to the floor, trying to hide the hurt on his face; he had known Dean and Sam since they were kids, they were both practically his family...how could Dean only think he had Sam? "Sam is a sensible boy; he knows what he is doing and what he wants...and right now that seems to be Spencer. And by the looks of it...that boy would not hurt a thing, especially Sam. So do not worry."
Dean placed his hand on Castiel's knee, giving it a squeeze. "Yeah, you're right. Thanks, Cas." He leaned forward and pressed his lips to Cas' cheek. "Good job I have you, otherwise I'd be all alone." He said leaning his forehead against Castiel's head. "I love you, y'know?" He added quietly.
Castiel turned his head slightly, their foreheads now pressed together. "I love you too." He smiled, glad that Dean knew he didn't just have Sam.
"So, what are we doing today?"
"I thought we were going to go out?"
"Arhg! That's so boring!" Dean whined, throwing his head back and pressing his lips together as he looked at Cas out of the corner of his eyes...a hopeful and playful glint to them.
Castiel looked at Dean, knowing he was playing and knowing exactly what he wanted to do. "You would rather stay in?" The only response he got was Dean's wide and happy grin. Castiel titled his head to the side, knowing just how much his blond boyfriend liked it when he did that. "And what would we be doing while we stayed inside?"
Dean sat up properly and looked at Cas, his grin still in place. He stood up and pulled his dark haired lover up from his chair and pulled his body flush against his. "You know exactly what we'll be doing." He whispered lowly into Castiel's ear and then moved his lips to his neck, kissing a line down the soft smooth skin –loving how Cas moans and moves his head back, giving him more room-, before licking his way back up his neck.
Castiel's eyes closed as he felt Dean's tongue on his neck and he pushed forward into Dean's body. His hands gripped tightly at his lovers shoulders as he felt his teeth bite into his neck lightly, but hard enough to mark as he started to suck and lick the now aching skin. "D-Dean..."
"Yeah, Cas?" Dean asked, stopping his ministrations on Castiel's neck.
"We are not doing it in the living room." Castiel said quietly, his hands gripping tighter at Dean's shoulders. "And...we are still going to go out afterwards." He moved his head so his lips were close to Dean's, his eyes locked on his boyfriend's full plump lips.
Dean half-smirked. "Sure, you're the one that has problems walking afterwards not me." He closed the gap between them and pressed his lips to Castiel's in a deep kiss, his tongue slipping into the other's mouth almost immediately.
Dean's tongue swept across Castiel's lips as he pulled out of their kiss. "You ready?" He asked looking straight down into Cas' deep blue eyes. Although he had asked Cas the question, his fingers were still buried deep inside of his lover.
"Yes, Dean...you have been o-opening me up for almost t-twenty minutes now..." Castiel said and raised his hand to stroke at Dean's cheek softly. He knew why Dean always spent so long at opening him up for him; the first time they had had sex, Dean was...well, a little eager to be inside of him –or so Dean had told him afterwards- and he hadn't prepared him properly and the whole thing had ended up hurting and been a mess and just plain embarrassing for both of them. Even though he had told Dean it was okay and that he really didn't need to spend so long on preparing him...without fail, Dean always spent ages preparing him.
"Okay, okay." Dean said and slipped his fingers out from Castiel's wet heat. He spread Castiel's legs a little wider and slowly pushed the head of his hard weeping cock into his boyfriend's thoroughly stretched hole. He pressed his body down onto Castiel's –also making his cock slip into his lover more. "You okay?" He asked; his face only inches from Cas'.
Castiel nodded and panted. "Y-yes...please...w-want you-ah!" He screamed out as Dean pushed in hard, pressing the rest of his long thick length into him. His breathing deepened, his chest rising and falling rapidly against Dean's.
After a minute or so Dean pressed his lips to Castiel's in a quick kiss. "Can I move?" He asked resting his forehead to his. Cas nodded. He started moving in and out of his younger lover slowly for a few thrust, but he quickly gained speed and in no time Castiel's back was arched from the bed, his front pressing hard into Dean's and his mouth open as he moaned loudly. He pressed his lips to Cas' forehead, his jaw-line, his neck and then his lips. He pulled away and rested his head in the crook of Cas' neck. "Castiel...Castiel...Castiel..." He chanted as he pounded into his younger lover harder.
Castiel gasped and his grip tightened around Dean's shoulders –and his legs did around his waist-; Dean only ever used his full name when they were like this, and with it been chanted in a low husky whisper...well, it did more than just make his hard cock twitch. "A-ah...ah, Dean...I-I'm gonna..."
Dean kissed just below his ear before saying, "Cum for me, Castiel."
Castiel moaned out loudly as his hips rocked up against Dean's, his cock pushing into Dean's stomach harder than it had been doing...less than a second later his white hot seed splashed over Dean's stomach. He cried out Dean's name.
Dean bit down on Castiel's neck as he came inside of his boyfriend; hearing Castiel scream out his name was just too much. He laid still on –and inside- Cas, just listening to his deep breathing. He pressed little lazy kisses to Cas' neck.
"Y-you are a little heavy, Dean." Castiel said, his hands stroking Dean's back. His hand's stopped at his shoulders and he lifted his head to look at the little dents in his lover's skin. "Erm...i-it seems I have left marks on your skin." He said, his fingertips tracing the marks he had left.
Dean smirked and rolled off and out of Cas gently. "Don't worry 'bout it..." He raised his hand to Cas' neck and traced his fingertips over the now red-purple bruise on his neck. "I did too."
Castiel smiled at Dean, whose smile was more of a triumphant one than a sweet one. He rolled over onto his side and laid his arm over Dean's chest. "That is okay..." He said as he snuggled up to Dean's side. "I love you."
Dean smiled widely. "Good. Love you too." He wrapped his arms around Castiel and pulled him even closer. They both laid there in silence and after a short while, they had both fallen asleep.
-Ring- -Ring-
-Ring- -Ring-
Castiel's eyes blinked open slowly. He sat up, disentangling his body from Dean's arms and legs carefully not to wake him up. He rubbed at his eyes.
-Ring- -Ring-
He looked towards the window, and frowned lightly as he noticed it was dark outside –the curtains were parted slightly-...they had slept the day away. Perfect.
-Ring- -Rin-
He turned to look at the bedside table, Dean's phone had woken him...but it had just stopped ringing. He shrugged and just as he was about to lay back down, the noise started again.
-Ring- -Ring-
-Ring-
He grabbed the phone quickly from the table –flopping his body onto Dean's as he reached for it; he didn't care if he woke him up now...it was his phone that was making all the noise anyway- and flipped it open. "Hello? This is Dean Winchester's cel-!"
"Cas!"
"S-Sam?" Castiel asked unsurely; the voice at the other end of the phone sounded distressed and painful...nothing like Sam's voice at all.
"Cas! Oh, thank god you answered!" Sam said loudly down the phone. His voice was horse and filled with panic. "I need you an' Dean t' come pick us up, now!"
"Sam, calm down. Tell me what is wrong." He said in a calm serious tone, one that always seemed to be able to calm both Sam and Dean down when they were distressed; he had no idea how or why it worked, but he was thankful that it did.
Underneath him, he could feel Dean stirring...and then his hand slide down from its place on his back to his bum. "What're you doing?" Dean asked and Castiel could hear the smirk in it; the blond no doubt thought he was trying wake him so they could go another round.
"Shush Dean, Sam is on the phone." He said in a serious tone.
Dean looked out of the window, it was dark...and Sam wasn't back yet? He knew the rule about been home before it was dark, so where was he? "What? He isn't home yet?"
Castiel shook his head. "Sam?"
"Cas, please! Hurry!" Sam yelled down the phone. "We were jumped, okay! And the bastards really hurt Spence, he's bleeding badly an' I don't know what to do! Get Dean, okay, I need Dean!"
Castiel's stomach twisted and he felt like he was going to be sick; Sam was crying...he could practically hear the tears streaming down his face. "Okay, Sam, tell me where you are."
"At the field behind the school, please Cas, hurry, he isn't talking anymore!"
"We are on our way." Castiel shut the phone and scrambled off of the bed quickly.
"Cas, what's wrong? What's going on? Is Sammy okay?" Dean asked panicking. He climbed off the bed and started pulling his cloths on, following Cas' lead.
"Sam and Spencer were jumped."
"What!"
"Dean, I do not know the details, but we need to hurry. By the sounds of it, Spencer is unconscious and Sam will probably be hurt too."
"Come on then!" Dean shouted as he rushed from the bedroom and into the living room, grabbing his car keys.
End of chapter 1!
Thanks for reading! I was going to wait till I had a few chapters of this written before posting it...but I just couldn't, lol. I know exactly what is going to happen in this story and I really can't wait to get it written.