Hey guys umm i'm not very good at intros so here I go ...

This is my first fan fiction iv'e ever written so go easy on me haha... and its about Destiel but I might make another Destiel but a AU in the future if this one turns out okay. Anyway I hope you like it and if there are any mistakes or improvements to make, let me know, so lets get started.

Chapter 1- Only humans feel things

Cas had been gone for a few days now, which had made Dean worry constantly pacing around the room,

Great I can't find Cas and now Sam too!

The phone had buzzed in his hand but when Dean looked down there was nothing important no missed calls... No texts, no leads.

Sam had randomly disappeared yesterday saying that he needed to go do something after finishing a long conversation on the phone. It had made Dean suspicious but he knew he couldn't keep chasing after his little brother trying to protect him like he was some kid, Sam was 22, four years younger than Dean.

Dean looked out of the windows seeing a small explosion of light erupt in a field far away, he assumed that the angels had already fell from heaven.

Cas...

Dean jumped into his car and sped towards the commotion ignoring the speed limits and possible traffic lights. Dean frantically searched for Cas in the isolated field his heart clenching as there was no sign of the angel anywhere. When suddenly he came across an abandoned warehouse, he looked up hope filling his eyes.

"I'm coming for you Cas don't give up hope, I will find you because your family and I don't leave family behind" Dean finished his prayer making his way across the overgrown field.

There was a rustle in the brush followed by the snap of twigs, Dean instinctively pulled out a blade ready to defend himself. There was a silent moment. Nothing. Nothing happened but then Dean felt a sharp blunt pain which made him collapse to the floor feeling dizzy like his lungs would collapse in at any second.

"Dean" Cas chocked out as another demon punched him in the gut. Cas growled at him, blood trailing down his face, the demon grinned wildly as it dragged an angel blade softly across Cas' jawline.

Dean opened his eyes quickly glancing around his sore shoulder, the anger and pain seared into his eyes as he saw Cas being tortured. Dean frantically started pulling at the rope binds around his wrists, taking a sharp intake of breath as the wiry rough material cut deeper, restricting the blood flow in his arms, Dean felt numb from the pain but didn't care as all he thought about was survival, from pure hunter instinct.

''Dammit Cas!'' Dean growled, he wanted to kill those demons, to stop the suffering in Cas' blue eyes, he wanted too... No he needed too, but couldn't.

"Dammit Cas" the demons mocked, laughing hysterically at Dean's efforts.

Dean was weak compared to the inhuman beings standing there, their daunting snarly grins seeping an intimidating demeanor around him. Dean knew that but somehow he thought if maybe he could buy Cas some time by annoying them or something. Dean tried not to show the desperation in his eyes smirking at them, releasing a low laugh. "you hit like an angel" Dean replied his voice low playing with the last words, as he extended the word 'angel' mockingly.

"What did you just say?" the demon snarled it's eyes glinting red, Dean suddenly felt his breath hitch as the demon grabbed his throat. Dean knew that he'd go down swinging, every hunter does, but not like this... Not today.

Dean paused for a moment struggling to think straight,

"Bite me" Dean spat between shallow breaths

"You little shi-"

"HEY ASSBUTT'' Cas barked, stabbing the angel blade through the demons chest. It let out an ear deafening screech before it's eyes glowed with deep red casting a bright glow around the room before it dimmed, a loud thud followed as the demon fell limply.

''Dean'' Castiel spoke as he walked over to hug him

"Hey its okay" Dean reassuringly patted Cas' back, however Cas only squeezed tighter. "Alright..." he laughed as Cas looked up at him with sad blue eyes. The angel always had a way of making Dean feel guilty, especially when he gave him that look. Dean walked towards the warehouse doors, allowing the injured angel to lean on his shoulder for support.

They clambered into the sleek black car Dean's 'baby' as he so called it, the 67 Chevy impala, Cas sitting shotgun and Dean in the driver seat as he started the ignition, "wow listen to her purr" Dean proudly exclaimed as he started picking out some music through his box of cassette tapes,

Cas studied Dean's face as he picked up one of the tapes and dusted it off making a final noise of approval before slotting it into the cassette player.

Music:

{I been everywhere,

still I'm standing tall.

I've seen a million faces

And I've rocked them all

I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride,

I'm wanted dead or alive...

Wanted dead or alive}

"This is interesting'' Cas' lips turned up slightly at the corners of his mouth forming a rare smile whilst watching Dean lip sync to the so called 'rock music'

''Bon Jovi'' Dean replied ''c'mon its a classic!''

Cas smiled, Dean enjoys this song very much he thought as he listened to Dean sing loudly.

{I'm a cowboy, I got the night on my side

I'm wanted dead or alive,

Wanted dead or alive

And I ride dead or alive}

As Dean finished the last line of the song the impala comes to a stop in front of the bunker. Dean jumps out the impala running over to Cas, he lends out a hand but Cas declines politely

''I've got this Dean'' Cas huffed wincing at the pain in his leg. He didn't want to be a burden to Dean and after all, this started because of Castiel's ignorance. So the least he could do was try.

Dean sighed and helped Cas anyway, ignoring the protests from Cas, once they were in the bunker Dean pulled his best friend onto the large bed in Dean's room. Cas cringed at the pain aching in his chest, he took of his top which revealed several wounds over his tensing muscles. Dean glanced away, trying to make it not awkward as Dean realised that he was staring at his best friends toned chest.

''What's wrong'' Cas asked concern evident in his voice, he moved closer and grasped Dean's face to focus on him.

Their faces merely inches away, Dean could feel his heart beating rapidly as Cas studied Dean's face who was still confused and oblivious to the situation-being an angel who doesn't understand human feelings or awkward situations. Dean looked away choking out a nervous laugh ''it's n-nothing'' he stammered and headed out of the room for the medical box.