Remember Me
Destiel
(Spoilers 5x01) Dean gets injured on a mission and ends up with amnesia. He doesn't remember anything or anyone from the past few years; including Castiel. Dean/Castiel.
I watched as Dean slept in his hospital bed. He was sleeping peacefully, which was rare, but then I remembered why.
He did not remember what gave him those nightmares. He did not remember hell. He did not remember all the horrible things that had happened over the years. He could sleep peacefully again thanks to his accident.
I was happy about that much, but not the rest.
I do not know when, but at some point I had begun to fall for this human. It felt strange and at first I did not understand what I was feeling. But eventually I understood. I was in love with this man.
I never told him, of course. How could I? But there was a part of me that wanted to tell him.
However, now there is no use in telling him. I am just a stranger to him now.
…..
"Hey, Cas," Sam said as he came into the room. "He still sleeping?"
"Yes," I replied.
"Okay. Well I got good news from the doctor. He said that Dean should be ready to leave by tomorrow as long as he's feeling up to it."
"That is good. So they finished with all those tests?"
"Yeah, they said that there really doesn't seem to be any damage done at all. Well, aside from his memory, of course. But physically, he's fine. They said it'd be good for him to stretch his legs and get moving again, but to keep it easy."
"When can we start informing him about what he has forgotten?"
Sam paused. He seemed to be thinking about his answer carefully.
"Look, um…I actually was starting to think that we should not tell him some things or at least maybe not for a while. I mean, look at him. It's been so long since I've seen him actually get a good rest. If we tell him some things, this will probably go away. Well, assuming that he remembers. It's possible that we will tell him, but it doesn't register anything in his mind. But at this point, I don't know what's going to happen. So can we just wait a little longer?"
I nodded. I knew what Sam was saying was true and I, too, wanted Dean to stay happy so maybe it was better this way.
Sam gave me a pat on the shoulder and then went over to sit down with his computer. He has been researching all the time lately. He told me that he wants to learn as much as he can about amnesia and how to deal with it, but I feel as though there is more to it than just that.
"Hey there, Cas," Dean said, just waking up. "How long was I asleep?"
"About four hours," I answered.
"Wow really? Hm. So any news on when I can get back to working?"
I looked over at Sam, but noticed that he was not paying attention at the moment.
"I believe you can leave tomorrow as long as your body is able."
Dean raised his eyebrows and smiled. "Seriously, Cas. Lighten up. You don't need to talk so formally."
I did not say anything.
"Tomorrow sounds great though," Dean continued as he stretched his arms out. "I'm feeling good as new."
…
The next day Dean was feeling well so we decided to leave the hospital. We drove back to Bobby's home without making too many stops. Normally I would not stay in the car with them the whole ride, but because Sam insisted I "act human" I had to ride all the way back.
After we finally arrived, Bobby immediately wanted to talk with Sam. This left me alone with Dean.
"Wow, it's been a while since we've been here for anything other than business. Well that I remember anyway. Have we been staying here a lot for the past few years?" Dean said.
"Yes, you- I mean we, do stay here often," I replied. Dean gave me a quick look and then started to walk around the living area. Dean seemed to be a little suspicious of me. Not as though I was a threat, but more like I was hiding something from him; which, of course, I was.
Dean was about to say something else to me when Sam came into the room.
"Okay, well we need to make a supply run and pick up some food too," Sam said. "Are you up for it?"
"Sure, got nothing better to do anyways," Dean replied.
"Okay. Oh, Cas you don't have to come if you don't want to," Sam said.
"I will come with you," I answered.
"Alright then," Sam said as he clapped his hands together once. "Let's get going then."
I did not really want to spend more time sitting in the car after just getting back, but what I really wanted was to keep an eye on Dean.
We got in the car and Sam insisted on driving once again. Dean argued, but eventually just let his younger brother drive. Thankfully the drive was a short one and we were at our destination in no more than fifteen minutes.
"Okay," Sam said, he seemed to be debating something in his head, "Cas do you think you can find a few items for us? We need a big bag of salt, some more beer, and dental floss. Dean and I will get the rest of the stuff we need."
I nodded and went off to find the things they needed. I had never been shopping before and I am sure that is why Sam seemed so nervous about letting me get stuff on my own. It is not a challenge for me though.
I was searching for the type of beer I had seen them drink many times before when I heard Dean's voice from a couple rows away.
"Sam, I'm not joking, is there something I should know? I mean, I missed a lot, right? When are you going to fill me in? It's friggin' frustrating not knowing! And what about Cas? He's not exactly very social so I still barely know him and he keeps talking like he's hiding something. Is he hiding something from me or both of us or what?"
"Dean, calm down, will you? I told I'll tell you things in time, but can't you just wait for a bit? I mean, you missed a lot of crap that the rest of us can only wish we could forget. So just wait. And as for Cas, he's not hiding anything from us. He's just trying not to mention anything that you wouldn't remember. He's just being cautious, that's all. Now go pick up some bread, I'll go get the batteries."
Dean still looked upset, but he did not seem to want to argue anymore inside a grocery store. So he let it go.
It was times like these when I wished that he could just be happier, especially during a time where he does not have to be tortured by his bad memories and nightmares. Dean's stubborn though and I know that he will eventually have his way and find out everything. I only hope that after being told everything, he does not remember it. As much as I want him to remember me, it is better for him this way.
Hope you are enjoying the story. (: I'll try to have the next chapter up before the end of the month, but since school started back up, I've been busier. I'll try though. Once again, please post reviews and constructive criticism! Thanks! (:
