A Destiel fanfiction idea just sort of popped into my head so I decided to write it out :) Hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or the characters.
Memories, Chapter 1
Dean sat by the hospital bed, head in his hands. Cas had been in a coma for about a week now, and it was his fault. All his fault. Scenes flashed in his head. Tracking the demon down. Getting knocked out, and waking up to find the demon gone and Cas bleeding on the floor.
"Jesus Christ…" Dean muttered, looking up at him. Cas looked fairly peaceful, but beaten up. There were scars all over his body, and internal organ damage, according to the doctors. He didn't really care what it was, just that he was safe and alive. Dean heard the door open and turned to look at a tall figure.
"How's he doing?" Sam asked softly. Dean shook his head. "Still nothing." He said, voice hoarse, and sighed. Sam sat down on a hard plastic chair across from him, and even though Dean was still staring at Cas' sleeping form, he could sense Sam's piercing eyes staring at him.
"You need to eat something, Dean," He said softly. "I'm fine." Dean gritted his teeth. "No, you aren't. I'm getting you something to eat from the cafe, and you'd better eat it." With that, Sam stood up and walked out of the white room.
Dean turned his head back towards the bed. He gripped the armrests of his chair, knuckles white. "Oh, God, Cas," He thought. "Please wake up." He reached his hand to touch the other's cold fingers. Cas' eyes fluttered open.
Cas woke up. There was a man standing next to his bed, looking really worried about something. "E-excuse me," He said in a small voice. "Where am I?" The man looked up, surprise etched on his face. "Cas...you're awake." "Who's Cas?" He frowned in confusion.
Thus ends the first chapter. Sorry it was so short, it was more of a prologue I guess. Next chapter up soon!