I saw the bloopers, the original script was "I love you" from Dean to Cas instead of 1x17 goodbye stranger, but they couldn't say it without dying of laughter Spoiler alert,. Anyways thank you sooo much to everyone who has commented, and or read/liked this! (Spoiler alert on condition that I have ESP)

My S.9 prediction: Sam is turning into a demon and Dean is hiding it from him.)

Chapter 3: Dreamscape

Castiel's eyes flew open as his dream came flooding back to him. He remembered Dean, well a very different Dean at his doorway…how could he even think of Dean like that? He shuttered wondering how upset Dean would be if he learned Castiel dreamed about kissing him. For some reason it really mattered that Dean would be disappointed.

The teen felt a pull to go downstairs to the lowest floor, to Dean's cell at the end of the hallway. Go inside where he could see Dean, the real Dean. They could talk about Sam, or the key, or even the necklace.

He looked over at the floorboard where he had hidden Dean's other treasures and his shirt. Before it was undying curiosity that drove him to look through them, but now he couldn't bring himself to knowing Dean would be disappointed in him.

The items would have to wait as Castiel's stomach growled with hunger. He rolled onto his side remembering he didn't have dinner last night.

Suddenly he felt sickness replace his hunger. Who knows the last time Dean had eaten. Castiel got the impression food wasn't a luxury even before he got captured.

Castiel knew what he had to do. Not even bothering to at least put some shoes on Castiel headed slipped out of his room to downstairs

It was still very early in the morning and the house wasn't quite up yet. Besides a few shadow servants the house was empty. Glad for this one luxury Castiel made his was down to the lowest level.

His brothers liked to call this level hell, he hd always thought they were being dramatic until now. But in the very early morning before the sun rose, hell seemed like a pretty accurate description. Vast, cold, lonely, Castiel felt himself flying throughout the different hallways.

Finally he made it to the last hallway slowing down to a walk as he continued down it. In the very feint light he could see the prisoners sleeping or simply just the emptiness of the unused cells. He winced as cell number 121 was unexpectedly rammed against harshly. The poor soul had been on a down cline all month, Castiel had heard his brothers taking bets if he would last the month or not.

Castiel did truly feel bad for the man but at the same time he was glad it wasn't Dean. It was a well-known fact that the first full day was always the hardest.

Feeling an odd feeling flittering across his stomach Castiel stopped just before the cell door. He breathed calmly to see if his stomach would quit, it didn't.

"You gonna stand there all night or what?" Deans called out to him.

Castiel frowned at getting caught but headed in anyways."

In the dusty light he could make out Dean sitting against the wall, exactly where he was last night.

"Dean barely glanced at him as he entered, instead staring at the feint light from the lantern that drifted onto a small patter on the wall.

The blue eyed teen took a step back wishing desperately to run away and calm himself. However he couldn't allow himself to, he had come here and there was no way in this hell that he was leaving without completing it.

"I'm sorry." He told Dean cautiously.

For the first time Dean glanced over before looking back at the spot.

"For what?"

Castiel glanced down awkwardly." If I had been a little quicker you would have gotten food."

"S'not your fault." Dean replied sleepily.

"But, If I didn't …"He was cut off by a stern look from Dean.

"Cassie was it?" He asked.

"Castiel." The dark haired boy corrected feeling nervous jitters run up his arms.

"Well Castiel, If I had been a little faster I would have avoided being caught by your dick brothers." He raised his arm to cut off his complaint.

"And if you think I am going to apologize to any of your relative you are severely mistaken."

Castiel felt amusement at the thought of Dean apologizing. As he let his apology drop.

The two waited there in silence for what seemed like a long time. Castiel closed his eyes enjoying the company of the other boy for a second.

"Would it really be that bad?" He finally asked.

"What." Dean asked confused.

Castiel shifted uncomfortably wondering if he should go on.

"It's just a kiss, maybe you should just…

"Damn it Castiel, NO." He hissed so strongly the boy jumped. Before he could mutter a word of apology Dean continued.

"I am done lowering beneath the common dirt who know they have power and enjoy taking it out on those beneath them. I never have to do that again."

The two of them sat in silence for a moment after Dean's outburst realizing this was not just about Uriel or Thrones. 'Anymore.'

Dean bit his lip realizing his slip up.

"Why would you have to do that before?" He asked more out of concern then curiosity.

Dean was silent for a very long moment before finally asking ,"Do you have a younger sibling?"

Deans question threw him off for a moment as he couldn't imagine how this mattered. Regardless he shook his head.

Suddenly the pieces fell into place as Castiel understood. "Sam." He said in almost a whisper.

Dean nodded slowly, "Sammy is four years younger than me but everyone acts like it was ten years. My whole life everyone kept telling me 'Look out for Sammy' and 'keep him safe.' For as long as I can remember all I ever did was keep him safe. It was hard sometimes to find food and shelter. I can't remember the number of times I had to bow down to some douche-bag. But for Sammy I did anything they asked.

Castiel sat in silence for a few seconds absorbing what Dean had said. That was the most her had ever heard Dean speak, and what more the last time he had asked about his family Dean completely went Feral. He waited for Dean to continue.

"But apparently I didn't do enough."

"Harvard." Castiel said softly as he understood.

Dean nodded "He mentioned nothing, and then one day he just up and disappeared, and all he left behind," as he gestured to the notes hiding place.

"Dean," Castiel breathed breathless " you believe this is your fault."

"If it's not mine then whose." Dean hissed back.

The blue eyed teen didn't know what to say at first, he had never been in a situation anywhere near this. There wasn't a thing he could think of that could even begin to possibly begin to say to make him better. 'What would Dean say?' he wondered.

"Sam would have gone to Stanford no matter what, there was nothing you could have said or done. Don't think for one moment this is your fault."

"How can you possibly know that Castiel?" Dean asked.

Castiel paused for a moment to locate where the certainty in his vice was coming from. Suddenly he knew what to do.

"Dean."

He suddenly grabbed the other boy bruises jaw, ignoring the beautiful boys flinch.

"You have seen my huge family."

Dean looked confused as he tried to free his face from Castiel's grasp. But he only tightened his grip refusing to let him go.

"Have you ever seen any of them do one thing for me, just one. Or even at least act civil towards me? Hell, Anna is the only one who even knows my middle name, and she'll give me the time of day about half the time.

Castiel stared straight into Deans liquid green eyes as the other boy stopped squirming.

"You have to know," The blue eyed teen said with complete conviction. " I would do anything for a brother even half as good as you."

He didn't have much experience in this field, he hadn't had much experience in his field but one look at those huge eyes and the next thing he knew is he let go of his head and grabbed him up in a tight hug.

He could feel Dean instantly tense up. But for a brief second he could swear Dean relaxed into him, but the moment was gone and Dean growled.

"Dude get off of me."

Castiel reluctantly let go instead patting him awkwardly on his shoulder.

"If you are sure then I will help you." He promised.

Dean stared blankly as the free teen walked to the door.

"Castiel." Dean once again wiggling against his confines.

"If you tell anyone." He warned.

Castiel nodded and headed out the door into the cold Deanless hallway. He felt a strange feeling inside of him, something he hadn't felt in a long time. He felt happy.

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Immediately after talking to Dean Castiel headed upstairs to the middle level. His palms quivered with what he was about to do, but he had to for Dean. Castiel had never disobeyed his brothers before. He had a morbid feeling of fear along with something he couldn't place but felt like a caffeine blast.

Lucky for him his family members were still asleep, but the sun had just begun to rise casting long shadows about. As he began the climb the stairs it got progressively warmer. The cold stone steps turned into wood beneath his bare feet.

The kitchen was still empty once he reached it, but who knew how long it would stay that way. Wasting no further time he bounded over the few unlocked pantries. He didn't have the time or accesses to get the keys so he would have to make do with this limited selection.

Dried mushrooms, those were edible right? He shoved them in his pocket along with some dry oats. Into his boot went a can of olives and a jar of tomato sauce for his left.

He gave a small sigh, there was a reason these cabinets remained unlocked not even the houses shadows were desperate enough to steal this kind of food, but then again Dean might be.

"What are you doing?"

Castel froze turning around slowly to face Seraphina. He guiltily eyed his sister, he was a horrible liar and even worse when put on the spot.

She gestured to the bag of oats sticking out of his pocket. "Chicken pox cure or are you just really hungery?"

Castiel remained silent jus staring up at his sister like a deer in headlights.

She shook her head annoyed "God Cassie like anyone is actually going to eat that. Can't you even get a simple joke?"

For once he was relived his entire family was used to his silence.

Seraphina shook her head annoyed "Whatever Freak show." She shook her head "Uriel told me to tell you to 'get your ass down to that new kid's cell.'

Castiel felt his blood run cold "What are they going to do to him." He whispered shyly.

She raised her arms in surrender "Oh, now he speaks." She shook her head again "I don't know go find out yourself."

Castiel didn't wait another second as he hastily crashed back out of the kitchen and down the many flights into 'hell.'

He was so concentrated he nearly ran right into Uriel, Raphael and Thrones outside Dean's door. He looked at them in alarm.

"What are you going to do to him."

"Orientation." Uriel waved him off.

"Why do you need three people?" He prodded quietly feeling the dred grow.

"He's a handful" Raphael broke in, "Now shut up and go get him."He growled handing Castiel handcuffs and a knife.

He frowned as Thrones unlocked the cell door. This was pretty typical, they often sent him in first to 'retrieve' the Chain. The end result was usually him failing miserably and getting the crap beat out of him. His brothers thought it was pretty funny and apparently the novelty hadn't worn off yet.

Uriel roughly shoved him inside slamming the door behind him with a loud clang.

Alert as ever Dean looked up at the teen "What are they doing?"

"Orientation." He said quietly looking down at the floor.

"And what's that?"

"You will find out."

Dean's quick eyes caught sight of the handcuffs and scissors.

"So there having little brother do their dirty work?" His voice was colder now.

Castiel shook his head "No they like to watch me get the stuffing kicked out then come in all macho and do it better.

Castiel took a careful step towards Dean, he didn't want to do this but better him then his brothers. Uriel and Raphael obviously carried grudges for their bruises and limps Dean gave them when they caught him.

"Dean you have to believe me, I am going to help you I promise. I'm not going to hurt you."

Dean didn't say anything but relaxed slightly as Castiel crawled onto the bed next to him. He gingerly attached the first cuff expecting Dean's ninja skills from last night to come back and put Castiel in a body cast for a month. However Dean stayed perfectly still even as he attached the second cuff.

He pulled out the knife leaning in close so Dean wouldn't see it and murder him with it. He was so close to the other boy he could feel Dean's body heat on his face. A feeling he had never experienced before came over him.

He wanted to run his fingers over Deans back; he wanted to nuzzle his face into his shoulder and stay there until his brother came in. But instead he sliced the old roped away drawing away from Dean.

Slipping the knife into his pocket he helped the green eyed boy to his feet. Dean hissed as he stretched out working the kinks out of his sleeping legs. Once he worked out most of the cramping he threw Castiel a questioning look.

"Why are you helping me?"

This was the second time Dean had asked and Castiel released he would soon have to give an answer. The only problem was he had been asking himself that all day.

Maybe it was because he had never met anyone like Dean. Maybe he felt like he needed to protect Dean because nobody else would. Because Dean deserved a break for once? Because he had to find out more about this boy.

But Castiel didn't say any of that instead he looked up at those bright green eyes.

"I don't know."

Dean shook his head "That's not good enough." He sounded disappointed.

Castiel understood suddenly. Dean was trying to figure out if he could trust him or not, he needed a reason or anything to go on.

"Because I want you to win." He burst out. "I have to believe Hero's really do exist. And that you will survive my brother unbroken. I want to know happy endings really do exist."

As he talked he realized how much he wanted this and meant it, for the other reasons he couldn't say and this one he would help Dean, if it were the last thing he did.

Dean looked at him and smiled for what seemed like the first time.

"Alright Castiel, let's bring these sons of bitches down."

Yay that was a looong chapter. The reason for how late it is: I live in Colorado. I'm really sorry I was too tired but I really wanted to get this chapter up before Monday so I didn't spell check it, like at ALL, so it must be minefield. Thanks so much for your wonderful comment that make me so very happy