"Hello I'm Dean." The stranger said abrasively loud, shifting into Cas personal space,

"Hello Dean. Now kindly fuck off."

"No I think I might just sit here." Dean said planting his feet on the table where Castiel sat. A nervous itch began across Castiels skin, his body told him too flee but the man had boxed him in he had no choice.

"What do youu want Dean?" He fumed like the man was a curse he hoped to be rid of.

"There you go." The man said smugly "I knew you were smarter than that slack-eyed look lead on."

"My patience is wearing thin Dean Winchester."

The surprise momentarily flashed across the mans face. Of course Castiel knew who the man was, Castiel knew everyone in the ward. Throughout his say Castiel had learned the quieter he was the more willing people were to ignore his presence and speak there secrets. Yet somehow this stranger had seen through his act.

Dean quickly recovered his sentence and his words leapt forth with abandon his young age afforded him. "What do you know about the recent suicide of Constance Welch?"

"Suicides happen all the time in this place, staff too lax, poor timing, an unwavering will to leave this tedious plain of existence." Deans gaze drifted down to the bandages on his wrist, he didn't deal with death well. "What so important about this one?"

"If I told you, you would think I'm crazy."

Castiel laughed short and sweet "Darling you're in the house of Crazy. Nothing you can say will surprise me."

"Im hunting the Ghost of Constance Welch."

"Okay." Castiel said long and drawn out "We can work with that."

Dean beamed flashing a handsome smile and Castiel almost lost his breath all at once.

"You have the most amazing smile"

"Um thanks" Said Dean blushing "but I don't swing that way."

"Neither do I darling but I can appreciate beauty when I see it. Theres no denying you are one beautiful creation of out lord."

"I have to go." said Dean stumbling from his seat.

"I apologise if I said anything Dean."

"I've got a lot of work to do. I need to stop this monster before it hurts anyone else."

"I understand." Said Castiel cursing his forwardness, he wasn't always the best at detecting when interest was warranted . He usually kept his mouth closed but his therapist had been encouraging him to be more bold. He should have just kept his mouth closed.

Dean sighed, seeing something in the expression on Castiels face. "Hey, do you want to join me? These thing usually go easier in pairs."

Castiel eagerly abandoned his chair, a well known crutch no more. "How can I help?"

"Take me to Constance's room."

~a few questioning looks later~

"What are you looking for exactly?" Castiel said raising an eyebrow at Dean who was currently under the bed.

"I can see that look youre giving me."

"What look?"

"Don't play innocent with me Angel boy, you know what I'm talking about."

"Angel boy?" How did he know?

"Your name. Its an angel from the Bible or some shit."

Castiel exhaled with relief "It means shield of God."

"That's a load of Crap. God doesn't exists and if he does he's stopped caring about us a long time ago."

"Im not too sure I agree with you Dean." Castiel said cringing, he hoped this wouldn't start a debate. Then he would start to sound like them. He hated it when he sounded like them.

"Aha!" Exclaimed Dean knocking his head on the underside of the bed "Crap! Found it!"

"Are you okay? Oh lord you're bleeding."

"Ill be fine." Said Dean shrugging wiping the blood from his forehead. The world going dark "Cas!" Was the last words he uttered before he collapsed.

The dead weight if dean almost toppled Cas as he did his best to catch him. Placing him gently on the bed before urgently summoning the nurse. The next few moments were a blur as questions were pointed at him Cas unable to answer any.

"Castiel? Castiel can you hear me?"

"Its no use. Hes mute. Dumb as bricks." The male nurse waved his arms in front if Cas face. How he despised them all.

"Are you okay?" Cas later doing some questioning of his own.

"A few stitches nothing major. The important thing is I got this."

"What is it?"

Dean shrugged "It might have once been a rabbit I think but most importantly it belonged to her."

"It looks like a child's toy." Said Castiel stopping suddenly.

"What is it?"

"She was committed for murdering her children. She drowned them in the bath tub upstairs. That's where her husband found her but by then it was already too late."

"Why the rabbit then?"

"Maybe she felt guilty. That's why she killed herself."

Dean shrugged "Whatever may be the case we must stop her before she can hurt anyone else."

"Where did you get that from? Its contraband. We aren't allowed anything like that in here."

"Swiped it from the secretary out front. What a pair of legs on that one." Cas didn't look impressed. "Now its pretty easy all we have to do is salt and burn it."

"Easy as that?"

"Not always, sometimes they put up a bit of a fight."

"So this is what you do?"

"Yeah, I put away the evil things in the middle of the night, the type that pray on the innocent, fight the good fight and all that crap."

"That's noble of you Dean."

"Thanks Cas. It means a lot coming from you." He said awkwardly punching Cas on the arm.

"Lets get out if here before the smoke alarm goes off." Said Cas grabbing Dean by the hand and escaping the chilly room.