A/N: Hey everyone, sorry this chapter took so long. I've been working what feels non stop and just didn't have time to get this typed. Sorry this is so short; it was longer on paper, but I've planned up to chapter 9 so far though, so my updates should come sooner. No smut in this chapter :O but the drama begins and I've added a little Cas-based humour just to lighten the mood. Anyway enjoy and R&R (:
Without realising it, Sam became increasingly addicted to his meetings with Crowley. They managed to avoid Dean each time, meeting in various motels while Sam was hunting, as well as in the woods behind The Bunker. When they couldn't meet for days at a time Sam would become twitchy and short-tempered, something that worried Dean further. He knew there was something wrong with his baby brother and no matter what Cas thought, it was serious. Deciding to wait until Cas was in the shower so they didn't have an audience, Dean tried to broach the subject over breakfast one morning. The younger Winchester knew his brother was going to try to talk to him about his behaviour change over the past month and realised too late he was already anxious having not met Crowley in four days. Dean cleared his throat but before he could speak Sam put down his spoon and left his cereal untouched.
"Look Dean, I understand you're worried about me but there's no need, I'm honestly fine." Sam gave a weak smile as he spoke, but Dean didn't buy it for an instant.
"Bullshit Sam. You don't sleep for days on end, you barely eat and I'm scared to talk to you just in case you shoot me in the face or something. Hell even Cas is walking on eggshells around you and he never notices these things. I know there's something wrong with you Sammy, and I just want to be able to help you." Although Sam could see Dean was just worried, the pitying look in his brother's eyes sent the taller man into a rage. He stood and towered over the shorter man, his chair scraping loudly over the white tiles of the kitchen floor. Shaking with fury it took Sam all of his self control to not launch himself at his brother.
"I don't need your fucking pity Dean! Just leave me the fuck alone. If I say I'm fine then I am and that's the end of this discussion." Refusing to let his own brother intimidate him Dean stood too, punching his fist into the solid oak table. Both Winchesters attempted to stare the other down, ignoring Castiel as he walked into the kitchen, sat down and began eating the honey on the table with a spoon.
"God fucking damn you, Sam. Sorry Cas," Dean touched his boyfriend on the shoulder in apology before continuing, "you're acting exactly the same way you did when you were jacked up on demon blood, and the only reason I don't think you're drinking again is because Cas would smell it on you and he hasn't picked up on it. Now either sort your fucking shit out and come and find me when you're back to normal, or get the fuck out of here." Dean went to storm out of the kitchen when Cas caught his arm.
"Dean wait. While I cannot sense demon blood in Sam, I can however feel his addiction. What it is for I cannot say, but that is the cause of his erratic behaviour." Reaching up he tapped Sam on the forehead, clearing his mind of the addiction haze. Sam blinked, and realised his hunger was overwhelming. As he reached for the cereal and began gulping it down as quickly as he could, Cas sat back at the table and pulled Dean into the seat next to him and leaned in close. "This is not worth forsaking your brother for," Cas said in a low voice, "and despite how he acts he needs our help." He sat back and smiled openly, "Now is there any more honey, Deanbean?" Sam choked on the last of his cereal at the sound of his brother's nickname and Dean laughed.
"Of course there's more honey. Sam do you want some more of that?" As Sam nodded enthusiastically, the older brother stood and went to the cupboard, throwing another jar of blossom honey at the angel. He glanced back and, saw Sam eating his toast and smiled. Grabbing the box of Lucky Charms, he thought of the memories of watching his baby brother grow up and wondered how they got to this point, where Sam's addictions have left him with eating to catch upon. What he didn't see however, was the widening of Cas' eyes as the angel reached into Sam's mind and found the cause of his addiction...