Summary: AU. Dean and Castiel broke up five years ago and Dean left town because the pain between them had grown to be too much. Now he's back, Dean wants to try again with a relationship but can Castiel forgive him? PLEASE REVIEW!
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters. *Eats comfort cookies*
Pairings: Dean/Castiel, mentions of Gabriel/Jo and Sam/Sarah.
WARNINGS:
DEAN: Abusive, drunk (flashbacks of).
This Time Around
Chapter One: Reminisce
The Story So Far:
Five years down the line and Castiel Milton still missed Dean Winchester. Trying to move on had failed him, even with the help of his brother, his adopted sister, Dean's brother and their girlfriends. He was adopted with his older brothers Gabriel and Michael when he was four, so he'd experienced rejection by his parents at an early age, which made it even harder to move on.
Dean had been…well…violent. Not in the first two years, they never are in the beginning. But since his parents died, Dean had become an alcoholic and Castiel was often left to pick up the pieces, but he loved Dean. Yeah, loved him even when Dean beat the Hell out of him for getting the wrong beer, or coming home later than Dean had asked. Dean was insecure and possessive, and for four out of the nine years their relationship lasted for, Castiel left home eight times because Dean had beaten him, and when Dean promised to change his ways and even went to rehab, they had a happy two years and eleven months. But right before their nine year anniversary, Dean beat Castiel again in a drunken rage for no reason whatsoever and Castiel ended the relationship, leaving Dean and moving in with his brother Gabriel who supported him through everything. Dean had lost the man he loved and left that same night when the pain grew too much. Castiel pretended that he didn't care and that he was glad Dean left but no matter what Dean had done to him, Castiel would always love him.
Now:
Castiel awoke alone again. He'd not been with anyone else intimately since Dean, not even so much as a kiss, and he was getting lonelier and lonelier, and that was awful. He looked at the calendar to see the date, January 24th…Dean's birthday. He'd be twenty-eight today. Castiel wouldn't be twenty-eight for another two months, and he realised that each birthday without Dean was getting worse and worse.
"Happy birthday, Dean." Castiel whispered, climbing out of bed and kissing the date on the calendar before heading to the bathroom to freshen up.
After Dean had left, Castiel moved back into their small house and worked hard to keep it going. As he looked in the mirror, Castiel took in the sight of a tired, ill looking man before him. He'd changed so much after Dean had left, and people felt pity towards him most of the time. The only people who treated him normally were his three siblings and three friends and he just felt so alone and so sad. Sadness was all he knew. Dean hadn't even called, answered the phone when Castiel had tried to call him, wrote a letter or let him know he was safe. For all Castiel knew, Dean was dead, missing, married with kids…
It was Castiel's day off work today, so he got dressed and headed downstairs, making himself a cup of coffee before reaching for the photo albums again and the shoebox and scrapbooks that he kept all of his and Dean's things in that they'd collected in their nine year relationship. They got together at fourteen and split at twenty-three, because Castiel couldn't take anymore. He found the photo of their first kiss that Gabriel's fiancé Jo had taken at the time, long before she and Gabriel even got together. Castiel kissed the photo and put it back in the box before looking through the first album, remembering and shedding a tear for each photo, running a shaking hand through his hair. He buried his face in his arms as he cried into them, sobbing at the memories of those wonderful times they had of which there had been less of than the awful memories. He could've used Michael's guidance right now, but Michael was stationed in Iraq. Fighting for his country, that's where he was right now, and not a day went by without Gabriel and Castiel worrying sick about him.
As Castiel reminisced, the doorbell rang and Castiel wiped his face before going to answer it. He opened the door and was met with familiar green eyes and a weak smile.
"Hey, Cas…"
"Dean…?"
-TBC-
Hope you enjoy this one, guys!
