The hospital did not change anything. Doctors examined him without finding something wrong with him. It was kind of strange but the hunter knew there was a supernatural reason for this. Finally, Castiel stayed to the hospital, supervised by the nurses and the doctors. They were not worried about some demons who could eventually find him. They did some discrete protection and they let Castiel with a false name of course. Anyway, they do not let him alone. Everyday, they came to see him.
Well, in fact, Sam and Bobby came. Dean never came back until Sam and him let him in this white bedroom. When his brother asked him to go to the hospital, he always said he have something to do and then just went out, without any explications. Truth is that he just went to some bars and drunk. A lot. More than he must did. For him, the situation was quite unbearable. Cas was always in coma and in spite of all the research they could make, nothing change, even if Bobby tried to help them when he came back home. Dean can barely support the idea of waiting and seeing what happened and the fact that the research do not bring them something new was making him mad.
This evening, he came back very late but this time, Sam was waiting for him, sitting on the sofa. Bobby was probably already sleeping. Sam put the light on and Dean frowned when he saw his brother.
« How is Cas ? »
« The same. » he said, without adding something more.
Dean sighed. He hopped that the situation had change but no, of course no.
« Well.. I think that I will rest a little. See you tomorrow. »
Sam get up and walked to him.
« No. I think we should have a talk. »
« Dude, go see Bobby for the girly talk, I'm kind of tired actually. »
Sam rolled his eyes up. His brother knew what subject he wanted to talk of. He just hopped that he will let him alone. Worthless hope. Sam could be really determinate when he wanted to.
« Why don't you go to the hospital seeing Cas ? I'm sure that he wanted you to. »
Dean hesitated a few seconds and just shrugged.
« I've told you. I've my things to do. »
« Well.. You have to drink beer in one of those miserable bar ? You're smelling beer man. » Sam said, looking in his brother's eyes. Dean sighed.
« Congratulations Sherlock. Now, let me go. »
« No way. So what, you don't care about him ? »
« What ? Dammit, no ! I thought you were too smart to say such a thing. »
« So tell me. Drinking beer is more important than seeing him ? »
Dean began to be upset with that conversation. Why his brother wanted to talk about that ? That's useless and most of all, that is painful for him even if he tried not to show it.
« No. I just don't want to go to that hospital. Nurses doesn't look pretty and food is disgusting. Castiel doesn't want me to go in such a place. »
He thought that lying would be better and as always, he used some jokes in order to escape the situation.
« You're wrong. I think Castiel would be glad to see you there when he will wake up. He would even prefer seeing you than me I guess. »
Dean stared at him. He started to feel bad and by the same way, he started to be quite angry.
« Let me Sam. I don't wanna talk about that. »
« I didn't know you were that heartless. »
And then, Dean just cracked. It was like all the pressure he had felt this days came out of him.
« Shut up ! You don't know what you're talking about. You can't know what I'm feeling, you can't know how much I'm affected by his coma. I .. I just can't see him like this. Holy shit, it's Cas ! Cas, who was always in fit and there .. There, he is on a fuckin bed and he is not conscientious. How can I bear to see him like this ? I can't, that's all and If you can't understand that, then, go to hell ! »
In spite of being angry of the way Dean talked to him, Sam was quite glad to see that his brother talked to him sincerely - even if he was quite rude as usual in fact -. He put a hand on his shoulder when he remarked that he was quite upset about what he just said.
« He is still the same Cas. Those Cas who were always here to help you in any situation. Those Cas who was always ready to kick every Demon's asses. The only difference is that now, he need you. He need you to be there for him, he need you to help him, like he did for you. I don't know what he is suffering from, but I know that he may need all the help we can give him. And in my mind, your help is probably what he would wanted most. »
Dean staid speechless for a moment. He didn't know what to do, what to say to his brother. He knew he was right but going to this hospital was quite difficult for him. But maybe he should try. Once a week to begin. Night give advice so he will wait tomorrow to take a decision. So, it didn't say a thing. He just went to his bedroom and slept. Tomorrow, everything will be different, he knew it.