My first Castiel and Dean fanfiction.
hope you like it 3
It was another one of they nights, the arguing that didn't seem to stop, the sound of a fist hitting a face, then came the silent treatment followed by one of the brothers leaving the motel room. This time it was Dean that left.
His Fingers rattled round the keys as he forced the cars door open, slamming it as hard as he could as he closed it.
Dean sighed then banged his head against the steering wheel before starting up the engine.
"Find a bar near hotel, drink, head home, everything will be okay..." Dean thought before pulling up beside a club, Showman's galaxy.
He got out the car and made his way into the bar/club, the soft music filling his ears and the sweet smell of alcohol filling his nose.
Dean smiled then headed straight to the bar, "only a few drinks" he thought before ordering a shot of whiskey.
The few drinks that he had planned on doing had turned into several shots of Jack Daniels and over several bottles of beer but he was still going.
"Other whiskey here" he Spluttered his speech descending by the seconds, the bartender looked at him before shaking his head, handing him the whiskey.
Dean smirked before swallowing the cold liquid.
He could feel the hairs on the back of his neck stand up before a soft breeze brushed across his cheek.
"what the Fu-" he said before turning round to see a blurred figure standing in front of him.
"Hello Dean" Castiel said his face blanc of expression.
"Cas, iya buddy, what you doing here?" Dean said lurching forward placing his arms around the angels neck.
"You don't drink, you here for the ladies?" He said chuckling softly.
"I have come to take you home, you are to intoxicated to drive" Cas said looking up towards the ceiling.
Dean let out a blood churning laugh"Cas, I dont want you worrying about silly old me. I can make it home".
Castiel sighed before placing a hand on Deans head and transferring them to outside the bar.
Dean grabbed his stomach before falling to the ground "Cas, you wanting to make me puke?".
"I do not wish to make you sick, only to get you home safe." Castiel replied before grabbing Dean of the ground.
"Cas...is Sammy okay?" Dean said his eyes filling up with hot tears.
"Dean, Sam is your little brother...he is upset...just give him time. I have gotten you a separate room for tonight. Letting your brother be alone the now is the best thing".
Dean creased his eyebrows "But Cas...i hit him...i fucking hit him...".
Castiel patted Dean on the shoulder before making a shh noise to soothe him.
"Castiel, why are you helping me? Was it Sam who sent you ?" Dean muttered his shoulder pressed against Castiel's side.
Castiel let a groan escape from his lips"Dean, it wasn't Sam who sent me, I just wanted to check up on you. To make sure your okay."
Dean smiled, his head that was spinning like crazy had suddenly stopped and his eyes that were hazy were now focused on Castiel's face.
"Cas...why? I am not worth checking up on" Dean said before sleep took over his body.
Castiel sighed then whispered "Your worth everything to me".