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After a little while, the group headed into the living area, where they were now. Cas sits near Dean on the sofa. Dean still has Cas' trench coat on his lap and no one has said a word about it. He is having trouble staying awake.

"Would you like to go to sleep Dean?" Cas softly asks Dean.

"No, I'm ok." Dean answers. Dean wants to go back to bed, he doesn't want to be alone, yet he doesn't want Cas to go back with him yet. He may have figured out a bit, but he is still not wanting everyone else to start asking questions. He will deal with some of it later.

"Staying up isn't going to help you, you realize this? I will go back with you if you want, Dean. If that makes you more comfortable."

Dean looks around the room, no one seems to be paying attention to the conversation. "I'll head back there, will you come back later?" Dean doesn't want to kick Cas out, he wants him there, he just wants to settle first.

With a tilt of his head, Cas answers him, "Whatever you need. Just call. I'll be there."

Dean gets up, taking the coat, "I'll see you in a little while." He turns and heads toward the hall, "Goodnight Sam, Charlie, and Kev. I'll see you in the morning."

"Night Dean" They all say together.

Dean isn't even half way to his room when he hears the talking start. He stops to listen.

"What are you going to do tonight Cas? You gonna hang out in here?" Sam asks.

Dean's stomach aches a bit. They all think Cas can't even sleep in the room because Dean might freak. Dean feels bad but he knows Cas said he will come in a little while.

"I am going to make sure Dean is ok." Cas responses.

Sam quickly says, "Maybe you should just leave him be Cas. Give him space. We can't risk..."

"I'm doing what you asked me to do Sam." Cas snaps back, Dean can hear the anger in his voice. "You said not to do anything, let him remember. I am doing my best Sam. Did you ever once think this isn't easy for me either."

Dean hears someone get up. Charlie starts talking, "Castiel, we can't possibly know how this feels. Sam, stop rolling your eyes, we all know he is your brother, but lets think about how Cas feels. He is going to remember you, Cas. I get it. You love him."

Dean catches his breath, he hears the sound of a bird or something, then silence.

"Great Charlie, who knows where the hell he went. Sorry if I'm a little less than sympathetic to him. Dean is my brother, ya know." Sam barks out.

"It's Castiel, he didn't go far, and what the hell Sam. I know your brother got hurt and that sucks but he will remember you. Even if he didn't, you're brothers. You have over thirty years in that head. Think of how Cas feels. Dean is his life, he dragged his ass back from hell and the guy doesn't know who he is. He is trying his best to do what we asked. Have some fucking sympathy for him. Castiel loves Dean more than anything else in this universe, Cas has proved it. It is why your brother is alive today, both of them really."

Dean hears enough and turns back to his room. All the feelings inside are just confirmed. He loves Castiel and Castiel loves him. It is apparent that Cas has saved his ass from some bad shit. Dean wonders just what hell he has gone through.

Back in his room, Dean grabs a pair of shorts and a new tee shirt and climbs into bed, bringing Cas' coat with him. He closes his eyes, wondering how long it will take for Cas to come.

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Cas watches Dean sleep, trench coat wrapped in his arms. He steps to the bed and carefully sits. Charlie didn't say anything new to Cas. Demons, angels, and humans alike have told Dean time and time again that Castiel loves him. He remembers the day Meg told Dean that Cas was his boyfriend first, the time Bal told Dean that Cas was in love with him. Everyone knows, everyone but Dean, it seems.

Cas heard Dean say it. Dean told him he loves him. Dean was upset that he waited too long. Now Dean couldn't remember him at all. Cas shook his head at that thought, that wasn't exactly true. Today Dean grasped on to him. Cas was Dean's comfort in all the chaos. Dean must have some feelings there, he must.

Cas silently laughs at himself. Here an Angel of the Lord was panicked that the human he loves won't remember loving him back. Cas had waited for 5 years for those words to come out of Dean's mouth. It would figure. Maybe it is his fathers way of punishing him for all the wrongs Cas has committed. He did them all for Dean. It would serve him right to not be remembered.

Cas places his palm against Dean's shoulder, through his shirt, against the faded mark he left years ago. He can feel the pull of the small amount of grace he left behind when he rebuilt Dean. He has wondered all day if he could use the grace left in Dean to make him remember. Of course, Sam would be mad. Little brother finally protecting the older. He won't go against Sam, as hard as this is.

Cas slowly removes his hand, glancing up at Dean's face, green eyes glow back at him in the dark.

"Hey Cas. You coming to bed?" Dean softly murmurs as he pulls back the covers to make room.

"No Dean, I am not going to sleep in here tonight. I came to make sure you felt ok." Cas looks at the floor while he answers.

Dean sits up, "Cas, just come to bed, forget Sam. I want you to come to bed."

"Dean, I am not going to forget Sam. He wants you to remember things on your own. I am not to fill in the blanks or show you anything. I am trying to do this right, Dean."

Dean scoots closer to Cas on the bed, "You are the only thing that feels right."

Cas looks up at the ceiling, he throws out a silent prayer to his father to help him through this. "There is nothing I would rather hear Dean, other than you remembering everything, including you getting hurt. I have made a promise not to push. I will not break it. I have caused too many problems when I have done what I want."

"Will you stay here at least?"

Cas runs his hands over his face, such a human thing to do, before reaching and placing his fingers to Dean's forehead, " I will stay for a bit. You are safe Dean. Sleep." He taps Dean softly, putting him to sleep.