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Warning: It will start to get kind of slash-y from here, so turn back now if you don't like slash. You have been warned. Are they gone? Okay everyone else forward scroll.
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His head was killing him. He felt like he got no sleep at all. Dean was lying on his bed staring at the ceiling. Since he had woken up, he'd felt like crap. Even his shower didn't make him feel any better.
"Dude, are you ever going to get up." Sam called from across the room. Dean glanced over at him. "Come on don't you want to eat breakfast?"
Dean looked back up at the ceiling. "I'm not hungry, I don't feel good." He kept his eyes on the ceiling.
Sam was speechless for a minute. "You don't want to eat?" He asked shocked, and at Dean's nod he plopped down in the chair with a loud sigh. "Oh no." Dean looked over at him again, did something happen? "We lost." Sam said sadly. "We must have lost the last seal, the world must be ending. Dean Winchester doesn't want to eat."
Dean stared at him confused until his mind registered what Sam was saying. "Cute Sam, since when is it a crime to not want to eat. Besides where is my baby brother with the bowl of chicken noodle soup, to make me feel better."
"But wouldn't that be food?" Sam asked shaking his head as if he really didn't know.
Dean rolled his eyes. "Alright take your shots now. But you will pay for them later." He stared up at the ceiling again, while Sam continued to get his stuff together. "Man I'm hungry."
"Okay now that's the Dean I know." He smiled and ducked as a pillow flew at his head.
"Okay smart ass, where are we eating at anyway." He got up and put his shoes on.
"At the diner across the street, I figured you'd want food as fast as possible." Dean just glared at him. "Okay I'll stop."
"Well someone is in a good mood." Dean stood up and walked over to Sam who was holding out his coat for him.
"Why not, it's nice not having to worry for once. To just relax." He smiled.
"Now who are you again?" Dean asked with a smile of his own. They headed for the door when they heard the whooshing again.
"Hey Cas." Sam walked over to him. With Dean trailing tensely him.
"Hi." Oh god.
"You must really like it here, I've never seen you come around this much." Cas looked down. " I didn't mean to bother you I could leave."
"No!" Dean yelled. They looked at him startled by his sudden outburst. What the hell? They look at each other. "I mean, you just got here there's no need to rush off." He stammered trying to cover his tracks. He is so hot, god I have to stop.
"Okay Dean I'll stay." His lips look so soft I should test them.
"Anyway we were headed out for breakfast, do you want to come?" Sam asked trying to change the subject, and relieve some of the serious tension that was building.
"I don't need food but I will join you."
He started walking towards them, and with each step Dean was getting hotter and hotter. God he is so hot, I need him, I need to wrap my arms around him and. "I'm staying!" Dean suddenly yelled startling them again. "I mean I don't feel good, so I'm just gonna lie down… for a while."
They look at each other before nodding and heading out the door.
He stared at the door. What was happening to him? Not only did he almost blurt his feelings, but he also wanted to violate an angel.
The urge to grab him had been so strong if they hadn't have left when they did, who knows what he would have done.
He sat on the edge of the bed trying to slow his breathing and get a hold of him self. Okay I just need to relax. He commanded himself. I need to not think thoughts about that incredibly gorgeous damn it! I said not to think those thoughts! God what is wrong with me? Okay I just need to calm down.
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Sam glanced at Castiel who was sitting across the table from him. They had been sitting in silence since they arrived at the diner. Even the walk over was silent. He hadn't said a word since they left the motel. He just sat there with his head down, like someone stole his last dollar. He figured Cas was worried about Dean, he was too, but he knew Dean was just a little tired. Once he relaxed a bit he'd come over. But did Cas know that.
"Do…" Cas looked up and stared at him sheepishly. "Do you think Dean is mad at me?" He asked. The worry was clearly showing on his face. Even his voice trembled with worry.
"Why would Dean be mad at you?"
Cas folded his hands on the table and looked down at them. "Because… Dean always wants to eat."
Sam laughed. "Yeah that is the Dean way" He shook his head. "He's just not feeling well. Once he rests for a while I'm sure he'll join us, besides Dean can't pass up food for too long."
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God I'm hungry. Okay I just need to grab something. That will make things better. I'm just delusional from hunger. I just need some food and I'll be fine.
He had been pacing the floor for the last five minutes, trying to talk him self into leaving. He finally decided that getting something to eat would be the best course of action. It sure beat going insane which he most likely was doing already.
But where should he go. If he went to the diner he'd end up running into Cas again. Mmm into Cas. No he couldn't risk it. He needed to have his strength up before he faced him. Kissed him. Stop that.
He decided to eat down in the little breakfast nook in the lobby. It was crap food but still food at least he hoped so. After leaving a quick note for them, just incase they got back before he did. He headed down stairs to the lobby.
Once he reached the lobby he headed straight for the breakfast area. He sat down and tried to calm him self down some more.
"Hi there." He looked up to see a pretty blonde sitting next to him. He smiled at her. Maybe she could help him relax. "So are you staying here alone?" she asked him. He smiled and nodded. She reached over and grabbed his leg.
He shot out of the chair. "Don't touch me you tramp!" He stared at her stunned. What the hell did I just say? She got up and stormed off. What the hell was that?
What is happening to me? He as about to sit back down, when a group of girls walked into the nook and smiled at him. Ugh why are the women here so trashy, and why are there so many of them is this some kind of yoga retreat or something… Did I just?
He turned and fled across the lobby and back up the stairs, he was sure he looked like a crazy person, but for all that he knew he was.
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Well Sam had been hoping that Dean would have showed up, so that Cas would feel better, but after an hour he still didn't show. They left the diner and were now walking up the hallway. Cas had his head down still feeling like it was his fault that Dean didn't show.
Sam had tried to comfort him but he really didn't know how. What was he supposed to say 'oh yeah Dean's just stupid when it comes to feelings, I could tell you loads of stories about his exes'. But he didn't think that would make him feel better. So he figured the next best thing was for him to talk to Dean. Someone had to get that man to open up.
He opened the door to their room and the first thing he saw was Dean lying on the bed in the fetal position. "Dean what's wrong?" He asked from the doorway, scanning the room for danger.
Dean looked up at him, and there was so much anguish on his face, that Sam wasn't sure what to do. "I'm broke Sammy." Dean said. "I've finally broke." He chuckled darkly.
"What do you mean?" He asked walking over to him.
"I broke, I was, it just, and you know, I broke." Sam looked over at Cas who was still standing by the door wide eyed. "Cas can you stay with him, I need to grab him something." He got up and raced out of the room.
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Dean had closed his eyes once Sam left the room. And he didn't open them until he heard Castiel's voice. "Dean what's wrong?" God please don't come near me. He silently pleaded.
Cas walked closer to him. "Dean." I can't take it anymore.
He got up and grabbed Castiel by the front of his coat and pushed him up against the wall, he claimed his lips in a painfully urgent kiss, and Cas moans into his mouth and deepens the kiss. Dean chuckles at his eagerness and moves his hands slowly up his chest to remove his coat.
Once the coat is off he changes direction and heads down his chest to. "Dean what is it?" He looks up and realizes that Cas is staring at him from across the room. He is somehow up against the wall, and has his arms spread like he's trying to hide someone behind him.
"Dean." Cas calls again.
Oh god I need him. I need him now. He started to walk over to Cas but tripped over the pillow he threw earlier. Cas grabbed him by the shoulders to steady him, but the contact was too much, with a soft moan he passes out.
Just then Sam comes back into the room. "Okay I got him a…" his voice trailed off when he noticed Dean lying on the floor. "Dean." He rushed over to him. "What happened?" He asked Cas while shaking Dean.
"I don't know." He looked at Dean still unconscious, what did happen? What was wrong with him?
"Help me get him to the bed." They hoisted him off the floor and laid him on the bed. "Dean" Sam calls again trying to get some response out of him. He should have done something when Dean told him he was sick.
He looked back over to Cas who was staring at Dean lost in thought. "What happened?" he asked again.
Cas bent down over Dean. "I don't know." He said placing his hand on Dean's forehead. "But I will."
He looked at Sam, and there was so much anger in his eyes that Sam knew, he would do everything that he could. Sam looked back at Dean and heard Castiel's departure.
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Castiel didn't know where to go to find answers, but he knew who to ask for help. The one who has always been there to help him. He closed his eyes and called out for him. He just hoped that he'd be able to help him now, that he'd know at least a place to start. Or anything at all. He waited for a few seconds and was starting to get anxious, until he heard his flap of wings.
"You're calling me to thank me huh." Uriel said appearing behind him. Castiel turned to face him. He tilted his head in confusion. "I came to ask you for help."
"Oh." He stepped closer to Cas. "He's wearing you out already" he chuckled. "I gotta say I thought you'd have more stamina, at least more then a monkey."
Cas tilted his head and stared at him. "What do you mean?"
"Well it did work didn't it?" He folded his arms.
"What are you… you… you did something to Dean, didn't you." He glared at him. Uriel opened his mouth to answer, but then deciding it would be better not to respond, he closed it again and lowered his head. "What did you do?" He just stared at the ground. "What did you do?!"
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AN: Okay this chapter came out very long, but I hope you still enjoyed it. Anyway I will try to get the last chapter up as soon as I can. Anyway Thanks for reading and thanks for the awesome reviews and story alerts, they made my day :)