A/N: This story came out of nowhere, but felt like it needed to be heard.
This is my first attempt at a multi chapter story so please bare with me. I'm wanting this to read like Cas is writing his story, so hopefully that comes across with this.
It was a warm, sunny afternoon when I went in to talk to my doctor about my treatment plan. I had been in remission for 3 years, 10 months and 22 days, it was a month and 9 days before my 21st birthday. Happy early birthday to me.
As I was walking in, I noticed a young man sitting by himself, starring at the wall like the wall would solve all of his problems. I remember that feeling.
Making my way over to the check in station, I saw that Anna, my favorite nurse here at Lawrence Cancer Center, was working. Anna was beautiful, long red hair, fair skin, big brown eyes, I can see how some would consider her attractive.
"Hey Anna, how have you been?"
Stopping what she was doing at the sound of her name, she came running over to be and wrapped me in one of her many hugs. As nice as it was, I felt like my lungs were going to explode due to her tight hold.
"Castiel, I was hoping I would get to see you again. Not here necessarily, and under better circumstances, but it's good to see you. You have changed a lot Cas, you look good, bet all the girls are fighting over you huh?"
Laughing with her, I couldn't help but think about how wrong she is. I'm not fighting off girls, although I do get approached now and then, but girls aren't my thing. As far as my appearance, I guess I have changed. I'm not the scrawny boy she met a few years ago, I grew a few inches and with playing soccer developed more muscle.
"Yeah I guess I might have changed, although I still have this mess on the top of my head! I wouldn't know about the fighting off the girls though, with soccer and school haven't had much free time to date."
Tilting her head, she eyed me for a moment, looking like she wanted me to elaborate more. Finally though, she moved on.
"Alright Castiel, go have a seat and I'll get you all checked in."
Sitting down, I couldn't help but to glance at the young boy again. He looked young, no more than 15, although he was already taller than me. He had long brown hair, and pretty hazel eyes, he was cute although not really my type. His expression though, the heart broken expression was killing me. Leaning his head against the wall, closing his eyes, I knew I need to talk to him. Try and show him, that even though he is here, it doesn't mean you have a death sentence.
I'm not usually the type of person to approach someone and start up a conversation, so walking over I wasn't sure what I would say but couldn't be that bad right?
"Excuse me, do you mind if I sit here?"
Getting no response, I sat down, took a deep breath and tried again.
"My name is Castiel, I couldn't help but to notice that you were sitting alone and looking like you needed a friend."
"I'm Sam, and no offense but I'm really not in the mood to talk to someone about this. I don't need someone else telling me that everything is going to be okay."
"I understand,"-
"I mean, I know that medicine now days, is better than they were even 10 years ago but that still doesn't help. They don't cure cancer 100% and until they do, I have decided I'm going to be upset at how unfair this all is."
Apparently Sam had a lot to get off his chest, he must have just found out. I wish he could see though, having this train of thought isn't healthy if he wishes to beat his disease.
"How long have you known about the cancer?
Found out last week. Its intermediate and today is the first visit. What about you?"
I was in remission for a while, but it's back. I can tell you Sam that no one can make you optimistic, you have to do that yourself, but the staff here is incredible and will help you get through this. It sucks to find out that you have cancer, but you have to remember things happen for a reason, even if we don't know what it is."
Finally he turns and looks at me, and I'm not sure if anything I have said helped with the look on his face. He has tears forming in his eyes, and a look of confusion on his face, but there is a spark in his eyes that makes me realize that as much as he is upset right now he is going to fight this with everything he has.
"I'm not the one that has…that's sick. My brother Dean is."
Oh, now to that I don't know what to say. I'm not a sibling of a cancer patient, and I know it's different. My brothers were just as effected about my diagnosis as I was. I can see that he is close with his brother and worried, but now I'm worried about saying the wrong thing.
"I'm sorry to hear that. I can tell you though that your brother needs you to be strong and supportive right now. It's hard, but you don't want him to see you like this, and have something else to worry about. I'm sure,"-
As I was about to tell him how I'm sure his brother would be ok, even though that's a lie, I don't know anything about his brother and his sickness, a woman came out and that got Sam's attention. I could see why though, she was beautiful. She was tall woman, with long blonde hair and was currently talking the nurse.
"Mom?"
"Just a minute Sam, just have to check out."
Ah that's where Sam gets his looks from I'm sure. As she walked away, I saw the guy that was behind her. That had to be Dean, and lord was he gorgeous. He was like a Greek god, tall muscular, with short dirty blonde hair, tan skin and bright green eyes that were looking right at me.
"Dean!" Hey how was it? Are you okay? Do you need to sit down or anything?" Sam jumped right to his feet and was now trying to guide his brother to a chair. He was trying to be helpful, but I remember how my brother did that and it made me feel like an invalid.
Laughing and ruffling Sam's hair, Dean seemed more amused than upset though.
"Calm down Sammy, all we did was go over my options but I see you made a friend. Care to introduce us?" Dean asked, as his eyes landed back on me.
"Um yeah, Dean this is Castiel. He saw that I was a little upset and came and talked to me. He really helped me. Castiel this is my brother Dean."
"It's nice to meet you Dean, well as nice as it can get in a cancer center." I stuck out my hand for him to shake, I was hoping he didn't pick up on how awkward that was. Laughing though, he shook my hand, and to this day, I swear to this day I felt sparks where our skin touched.
"Yeah you to Castiel. So why are you here? Moral support or.."
"I'm waiting to get called back to go over my options from here."
Dean still hadn't let go of my hand, and as much as I was okay with that, I figured I needed to take it back before anyone got the wrong idea. Even though the staff here was the best, they still liked to gossip, and I didn't want to be a part of that.
"So is this."- Dean didn't get to finish his sentence as I was called back, the doctor was ready for me.
"Well that's my cue, so I better get going. It was nice to meet you guys, see you around."
"Yeah see you man and thanks for sitting with Sammy here. He has had a hard time, and I..well I appreciate it."
"No problem, glad I could help. Bye Sam."
With one last glance at them I walked away, following Anna to see what my next move was.