This is based off a photoset someone made on Tumblr in which Dean and Cas were both in hospital wear and there was a whle tag talking about this idea and I said "FUCK YEAH, I'M WRITING THIS." So here it is.

starrilynight(.)tumblr(.)com/post/13697490598/bestillmyshippingheart-castielismycopilot is the link to the post.

The first thing Dean Winchester hears when he wakes up is, "Gabriel. Please, please stop sending all these prostitutes to my room. No, I don't care if you think I need them, I am physically incapable of having sex right now."

He opens his eyes groggily. He can't remember much and the room is spinning like he's drunk even though he isn't. The smell is too clean, the feel is too scratchy, and the look is too white.

Then he remembers smashing metal, someone screaming, and his little brother doubled over in the backseat of the crashed car, his dad's eyes wide open and glassy, and he sits bolt upright, gasping and clutching at his chest.

"Oh, hold on. My roommate just woke up." There's a click and Dean turns to see who else is in the room with him.

In the bed next to his is a guy with a shock of unruly dark hair and bright blue eyes that Dean finds strangely irresistible. He's staring at Dean with a look of curiosity on his face. Probably mirroring the one on Dean's face.

"Morning, Sleeping Beauty." The man sounds slightly amused. Dean groans as he collapses backwards.

It's silent for a long moment and the Dean says, "How long have I been here?"

"Three days." Castiel's voice sound muffled, like he has something in his mouth. "Want a lollipop? My brother keeps bringing them for me- too many for me to eat."

Dean sits up and reaches up a hand to catch the red sucker the other man throws across the room. "Thanks. Who are you, anyway?"

"My name is Castiel." the man says, pulling the lollipop out of his mouth. "Castiel Milton. And yours?"

"Dean Winchester." Dean grunts as he sits up, unwrapping the lollipop and putting it in his mouth. "Castiel, huh? Cool name."

"It's from the Bible." Castiel looks a little sheepish. "My family is very religious. My brother is Gabriel. My cousins, Michael and Lucifer." Dean shivers slightly at the name of the Devil. Castiel notices. "No, neither of them are particularly evil. Neither of them like me very much but… it is unavoidable." He shrugs. "What about you?"

"My family?" Dean chuckles. "My little brother, Sam. He's the only family I have left, after…" He stops as he realizes what must've happened in the crash.

"My dad." He realizes, just as the nurse walks in. She's pretty, with red hair and good-sized boobs, but Dean barely takes notice of her until she's at his side.

"Good to see you awake, Mr. Winchester." She's cheery, her smile pretty. Dean flashes her a grin and she reddens slightly. "Now, your vitals seem to be all right-"

"Where's my little brother?" Dean interrupts. He doesn't really care about himself right now. Across the room Castiel quirks him a half smile.

The nurse looks shocked for a moment and then her expression clears. "Oh, Sam? He's in Kansas right now. He's all right."

"Kansas? Why-" It hits Dean like a train at that moment- his father's gone.

"It was your father's last wish to be buried with your mother. Sam went with his body to make sure it happened. We can contact him, tell him you're awake, unfortunately he didn't leave us a number…"

Dean knows this. He spots a piece of paper and a pen on the table next to his bed and grabs it, writing down a number. "What happened to Sam? He's okay, right? Last I saw he was doubled over in the backseat of my car…"

"He suffered several long scratches and was in shock when we found him, but was otherwise all right. You, on the other hand, suffered a head injury that could've caused brain damage. Luckily for you it didn't. You also cracked a bone in your ankle and had a dislocated shoulder- we're going to have to keep you under observation for three weeks."

"Three weeks?"

"Sorry, but you wouldn't be able to do much if we released you now." The nurse gave him a sad sort of smile and then turned to his roommate. "Ah, I see Gabriel brought you some more lollipops. That's nice, isn't it?" The jar by Castiel's bed had to be full of a good two hundred lollipops.

Castiel gave a grunt and a noncommittal jerk of his head. Dean had a sudden idea.

"Hey, are the kids down in the cancer wards allowed to have candy?"

The nurse turned. "Uh, yes, why?"

"I don't think either of us are gonna be able to eat that many lollipops, so maybe you could bring them down for the kids…"

"That's a BRILLIANT idea!" The nurse beamed and glanced at Castiel, who nodded, holding out the jar to her. Beaming, the nurse exited the room.

Castiel turned to face Dean and grinned. "Dean Winchester, I think this is going to be the start of a beautiful friendship." he proclaimed.

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