Dean

Dean woke up startled noticing Cas was sitting up right breathing heavily, a horrified look on his face.

"Cas! What's wrong?" Dean said panicked. Cas turned to him and looked him in the eyes.

"I...I think it was a nightmare." he said breathlessly. He kept his eyes locked on Dean.

"Don't worry buddy. It's not real. You're fine now, see? Back in the motel room. Go back to sleep. I'm right here, your fine." Dean reassured him lying back down. When he didn't lie down Dean reached out an arm and placed it on his shoulder. Cas turned and looked at him,

"Yes. You're right. I'm fine now. Thank you. And sorry for waking you. Good-night."

"Night Cassie." Dean said closing his eyes. He opened them again quickly when he started to feel Cas getting closer.

"Whatcya doing there Cas?" Dean asked nervously.

"I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable," Cas mumbled scooting away from him,

"I'm still a little frightened. That's all." Dean sighed deeply feeling a little guilty.

"No Cas, it's fine. You-you can come closer again if you want." Dean said awkwardly. With that invitation Cas backed back up against his body again. That was when Dean could feel that Cas was still shaking. Out of some foreign instinct Dean wrapped his arm protectively around Cas's waist.

"I told you Cas," Dean whispered softly, "you don't have to be afraid. It's all over. I'm right here."

"You're right Dean I'm sorry. The dream was just...startling."

"You don't have to apologize Cas. Everybody is scared of something right? Just, try to get some sleep. I think you need it."

With that Cas nodded his head in agreement and sunk further into Dean's body and slowly but surely his breath fell back into a deep, sleepy rhythm. That must have been one hell of a dream Dean thought. He kissed Cas's head and quickly fell back asleep as well.

It was mid morning when Dean woke up to the awkward sound of Sam's laughter. It was then that he also noticed his sleeping position. Cas was on his back one arm over his head and one under Dean's. Dean was on his side, his face nuzzled in the crook of Cas's neck, he still had his arm wrapped tightly around Cas's waist.

Dean was choosing to ignore Sam's giggles and nestled deeper into Cas's soft skin breathing his angelic smell of rain, leather and a touch of gunpowder and letting his stubble tickle his face, but it wasn't until he heard the familiar *snap* sound of a camera that he freed himself gently from Cas and lunged at Sammy.

"Delete the picture!" Dean warned keeping Sam in a headlock.

"You were asleep!" Sam choked.

"No I wasn't I heard you laughing. Now delete it!"

"Nope. I just sent it to Bobby!" Sam choked out still finding it appropriate to giggle.

"What?!" Dean said letting go.

Sam doubled over laughing,

"Just for future reference, when I tell Bobby, you knew I was standing there laughing at you, but you kept pretending to sleep in that position anyway? This is too good to be true."

"I swear to God Sam!" Dean yelled about to pounce on him again when he heard stirring from the bed. His head shot in Cas's direction hoping he didn't wake his angel. He watched as Cas moved on his side to face the spot where Dean once was,

"Dean?" he said aloud reaching a hand out to where he once was. When his hand found nothing he opened his eyes to see Dean and Sam at the foot of the bed, Sam looked absolutely elated and trying not laugh.

"Morning Cas." Dean said trying not to make it sound like he was angry with the angel. Cas stood up quickly grabbing his trench coat his face growing more and more red with each second,

"I must go now. I will see you later." and just like that Cas was gone. Sam let out a loud laugh he had been holding in for too long.

"Yeah yeah laugh now jolly boy but I will get you back for this if it kills me."

"Oh I don't even care. That was fantastic." Sam beamed

Cas

I was falling.

Falling fast.

Falling far.

Falling.

I didn't like it. I tried to spread my wings to stop the falling and fly. Fly back to wherever Sam and Dean were. I didn't know why I wasn't there now but that wasn't the issue. My wings weren't working. It was like I didn't have any. So I just kept falling till I landed in a metal chair with a thud. In a matter of seconds I was tied to the chair and I couldn't move. Not an inch. I panicked not knowing what to do. That was when I saw Bobby and Sam thrown in front of me. I called out to them and they looked at me with terrified faces and in a matter of seconds they were shot and dead before me. I screamed at the top of my lungs and tugged trying to move to them, try anything to save them but I still couldn't. I could feel the fire behind my eyes, was I about to cry? Angels weren't supposed to have feelings, but seeing my friends dead at my feet made me feel a million things at once. I didn't know how upset I was until the faceless hands threw a tied up Dean in front of me. I screamed harder than I've ever heard let alone done myself. I screamed and screamed until the inevitable gunshot came killing Dean before my eyes. I broke into a sob, tears overflowing out of my eyes my voice already sounding hoarse. I tried and tried and tried but I still couldn't move. After what felt like days of staring at my best friend's dead body seeing him die cold and alone the faceless hands came up to me, put Dean's favorite shotgun to my head, and pulled the trigger.

Cas woke with a start, bolting upright breathing heavily he was panicking and he didn't know what to do. His friends were dead and he thought he was too. He became more and more frantic before hearing the most beautiful thing ever, Dean's voice calling out to him,

"Cas! What's wrong?" Dean said panicked. Cas turned to him and looked him in the eyes. He slowly began to realize that it had been a nightmare. Dean was perfectly fine. They were still resting in the motel.

"I...I think it was a nightmare." he said still feeling winded. He kept his eyes locked on Dean not letting him out of his sight. He could feel his body shaking.

"Don't worry buddy. It's not real. Your fine now, see? Back in the motel room. Go back to sleep. I'm right here, your fine." Dean reassured him lying back down. Cas felt reassured by Dean's soothing words. Cas was okay. He was perfectly fine in the motel room sleeping with Dean. He was fine. But he still couldn't shake the horrors of the dream. When he didn't lie down he felt Dean's hand lay gently on his shoulder. He turned and looked at him,

"Yes. You're right. I'm fine now. Thank you. And sorry for waking you. Good-night." Cas said, wary about going back to sleep but he still felt tired.

"Night Cassie." Dean said. Cas was still frightened however. He could still feel his body trembling so he tried moving closer to Dean for comfort.

"Whatcya doing there Cas?" Dean asked nervously.

"I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable," He mumbled a little disappointed and scooted away from him, "I'm still a little frightened. That's all." Dean sighed deeply before awkwardly responding,

"No Cas it's fine. You-you can come closer again if you want." With that invitation Cas backed back up against his body again. He felt soothed by the warm brooding body that surrounded him, but he still couldn't calm his tremors. That was when Dean wrapped his arm protectively around Cas's waist. Cas sunk into the soothing gesture instantly.

"I told you Cas," Dean whispered softly, "you don't have to be afraid. It's all over. I'm right here."

"You're right Dean I'm sorry. The dream was just...startling."

"You don't have to apologize Cas. Everybody is scared of something right? Just, try to get some sleep. I think you need it" Cas nodded in agreement at his charge's words he finally calmed himself down enough to stop the tremors and fully relax into Dean's body. The rising and falling of Dean's chest against his back, the slow, silent sound of his breathing, and the cool air on his neck with every exhale was enough to soothe Cas back to sleep quicker then expected. But not before he felt Dean plant a gentle kiss on the back of his head.

The morning came too quickly for Castiel. He would have liked to keep sleeping but he knew he wouldn't like it if he had to do it on a regular basis. He slowly remembered the comfortable position he had woken up to in the middle of the night after his nightmare. He was on his back but Dean's arm was still around him and he could still feel his breath on his neck. So he relaxed again under Dean's protective arm and instantly fell back asleep. Recalling this Cas quietly called out to Dean, moving to his side reaching an arm out to him. When his hand found nothing he opened his eyes to see Dean and Sam at the foot of the bed, Sam looked absolutely elated and trying not laugh.

"Morning Cas." Dean said almost sounding like he was angry with the angel. Cas stood up quickly grabbing his trench coat he could feel his face growing more and more red with each second,

"I must go now. I will see you later." and just like that Cas was gone.

a/n okay so I uploaded this chapter in a hurry and didnt realize until today i uploaded the crappy unedited chapter. So sorry. so im just re-uploadin it and adding my a/n. so i hope you liked this chapter. a tad bit of progress aye? also i hope you liked Cas's nightmare. I tried really hard to write that. it took me a while but i just had to think of something that could frighten Cas so i figured falling and not having his wings to save him ya know sorta like losing his grace, and losing Sam, Bobby, and especially Dean. Then i put them together for one awful dream. i fell bad ): lol. anywhooo. i really hope you enjoyed and thank you SOOO much for reviews muwahhh! especially CandySmiles's totally gave me the confidence to post another chapter thanks a ton! You're too kind!

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