Cas had been stirring for some hours and Sam and Dean faces were growing more strained, they didn't know what to do and they knew now that they were at risk but that wasn't the thing worrying them, it was that that they were the ones risking more pain to Cas.
"Dean it wasn't your fault," Sam knew the guilt that was all over the older one's face, he knew that Dean would be blaming himself at this moment for causing Cas even more pain.
"Wasn't my fault!" Dean exclaimed, "I fucking caused him pain Sam, he is in more pain now because of me," Dean downed another gulp of whisky that he held in his hand.
"Yeah so did I but it isn't our faults, it's Rapheal's and the demon's, not ours," Sam was trying to get through to Dean and from anyone's point of view it would have worked but Sam knew Dean and he knew Dean would still blame himself .
Cas let out a muffled scream causing Sam and Dean to rush over to Cas's side.
"St- stop… I'm so- sorry," Cas started to whimper before having a violent outburst, shocking both of the brothers. They had to try and calm him down but that was when they noticed a bright red glow emerge from the wound on his stomach and start to burn brighter.
"Cas!" Dean ran back to his side in an attempt to calm the angel down and what surprised Sam was that it seemed to be working, of course then it made sense, they were the closest things he had to family now, if only they had known that before, maybe they would have paid more attention to the struggles Cas was going through.
"Dean I think whatever's messing with Cas is in there," Sam pointed to Cas's wound and Dean shook his head, knowing what he was going to have to do and he clearly didn't want to, it would be causing him even more pain then before and Dean couldn't do that to Cas, not again.
That was when Dean's phone rang, "Hey," Dean answered.
"I've been looking at binding spells and found something," Bobby was on the other end, talking with a gruff voice as usual.
"Well are you gonna make me guess or what," Dean was growing impatient with all this waiting.
"Alright hold your horses, a binding spell doesn't have to be a mark, it can also be an object but the object would have to remain with the person," Bobby explained, Dean could hear the ruffling of pages in the background.
Dean froze, he knew then, he knew what that red glow was and he now knew what he had to do and it caused him to feel sick inside, "Alright, thanks Bobby," Dean hung up before Bobby could even reply to him.
"Sam I'm gonna need you to find something a cloth to put in his mouth and you're gonna need to hold him down," Dean's voice was flat as he moved back to Cas and kneeled beside Cas.
"What are you doing?" Sam was worried now, whatever Bobby told Dean to do over the phone had caused Dean to turn pale and he didn't like it.
"Just go get what we need," Sam didn't even question him and just went for the supplies.
"I am so sorry Cas," Dean whispered, to the mumbling angel.
Cas Looked as though he was getting worse, he was growing paler by the hour and sweat was streaming down his face, he wasn't even sleeping, he was restless and wouldn't stop moving and the mumbling was endless now. Sam and Dean were beginning to put together what he was talking about and it scared them. Cas would be screaming and pleading one minute and then the conversation would turn into him asking for guidance and receiving none. Then there was one that struck Dean hard, Cas was talking about needing help and going to Dean but then not asking, saying he couldn't do that to Dean, saying that he was already too much of a burden to the brothers. How could Cas think that? He was like a brother to them and they would do anything for him.
Dean waiting for Sam to return and when he did, Dean started to rethink about this , he couldn't do this to Cas but then a voice said that he would be saving him from future pain but the other told him about him how much pain he would be putting Cas through and he almost froze at that thought. He shook his head. He needed to do this, Cas was now counting on them to do this, to save him.
Sam placed the cloth in Cas's mouth and held Cas down as Dean prepared himself for what he was about to do.
"Forgive me," Dean barely said, that Sam didn't even hear it. Dean placed his hand above Cas's stomach and plunged it into Cas's wound causing Cas to erupt from his slumber and burst in yelps of pain. Sam was struggling to hold Cas down as he struggled to get free from what pain he was in. Dean could feel his eyes begin to water but he refused to let one trail down his cheeks.
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