Dean finds himself in the bunker. What memory is this? He starts walking around until he hears voices coming from the library.
Dean: Cas, uh, can we talk?
Cas pulls a chair out for Dean.
Cas: Of course. Dean, you know I always appreciate our talks, our time together
- Oh, no. Please, no. I can't go through this again
Dean: Listen, buddy. Um...
Dean stops. Cas is looking at him with all his attention and he knows that he's about to hurt him pretty badly. His eyes starting to fill with tears.
Dean: You can't stay
Cas' face falls and an expression of hurt and confusion takes place on his face. Dean remembers those restless nights when all he could see when closing his eyes was Cas' face.
Cas: But... I- I thought... You...
Cas' eyes seem about to cry but then, in a second, his stare hardens and any track of hurt is gone, a blank expression taking place.
Cas: Of course. I understand. I'll leave as soon as possible
He makes to get up but is stopped by a hand on his wrist.
Dean: No! Cas, you don't understand. It's just... The thing is... Sammy's still healing and you here might attract angels and he's not ready to fight yet. I- I'm sorry
Cas: I see. I'll be leaving then
He tries to walk away but Dean doesn't let go of his arm.
Cas: Dean...
Dean: Wait! Please... I... Just...
Cas starts to talk but his voice starts to tremble.
Cas: Dean, please. Don't make this more difficult than it is. Please
Dean: Stay the night. I'll give you some money. Please, at least let me help you and make sure you'll be okay
Cas stares at Dean, trying to analyze what is going on in his head. He sees that Dean is hurting, but it doesn't make sense. If it hurts him so much, why is he kicking me out?
Cas: Dean
He sighs deeply. He has so many feelings at the moment and everything is so new and confusing. He sees Dean waiting for an answer.
Cas: Okay, I'll stay the night
Dean lets out a breath in relief and puts a hand on his shoulder.
Dean: I'll prepare you a room
Cas stays in the library and starts to think about the situation. He's human now. He's the reason that all of his brothers and sisters have fallen. Of course Dean doesn't want me around, I'm useless now, just a burden. Tears begin to fall down his face and he can't stop them, he doesn't have control over his emotions and everything is so overwhelming.
Dean: Cas?
Cas tries to dry his tears but he can't stop crying, so he turns his face from Dean.
Dean: Cas? Are you okay?
Cas' voice sounds broken as he speaks.
Cas: Y- Ye- Yes. I'm fine
Dean approaches him and puts his hand on his shoulder.
Dean: Cas... Tell me
Cas: Don't- Don't worry. I'll be fine
Dean: Bullshit! You're falling apart!
Cas feels a wave of rage and he turns to look Dean in the eye. At his harsh stare, Dean takes a few steps back.
Cas: What do you care?! You just told me to leave! You're kicking me out and you expect me to be okay?
Dean: Cas, I-
Cas: Save it, Dean. I know I screwed up, again. I let Metatron fool me and now the angels have fallen and are trying to kill me. I'm human and I don't know how to control my emotions
Tears keep running down his cheeks.
Cas: I'm useless now. I understand why you don't want me around. It was stupid of me to believe that you'd...
He breaks down and stars sobbing, his knees trembling and, just when he's about to fall, Dean catches him and hugs him tightly.
Dean: Cas, you are not useless. Mojo or not, you're still you. You're my angel. I don't want you to go but he said... Nevermind
Cas: Who?
Dean: I can't explain now but I will, I promise. I just need a little time
Cas tried to pull away from the hug, but Dean forced him back against his chest.
Dean: Cas, you're important to me. I care about you. You're family
Cas: You say that, but then you treat me like... like... You make me feel like a tool, a weapon
Dean: I'm sorry! You're not a tool. I know we- I've been pretty harsh on you and you don't deserve it. But believe me, I care about you. I need you
Dean is staring at himself and Cas hugging and he can't stop crying. This memory breaks his heart. He hurt Cas so bad... He remembers not being able to sleep for days because every time he closed his eyes he saw Cas, how broken he was.
A door appears in front of him and he walks into the hallway. There, he falls to his knees and starts sobbing loudly.
* Please, Dean. Wake up. Wake up.
He looks around looking for the person who said that.
- Who's there? Show yourself!
Nobody's there but he can still hear the voice.
* You have to come back. We need you. Sam is a wreck and I- I'm falling apart. Please, wake up.
This time he recognizes the voice.
- Cas? Cas! Please, Cas, help me!
But, of course, Cas can't hear him. I need to get out of here. Don't worry, Cas. I'm gonna wake up. I'm coming back to you.
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Sam goes to the dungeons and prepares himself to deal with Crowley.
# Moose? What do you want now?
+ Crowley, I need your help
# Why the bloody hell would I help you?
+ I'll make a deal with you. What do you want?
# What do I want? What do I bloody want? I don't know, how about... GETTING THE HELL OUT OF HERE!?
+ Okay
# Okay? -He laughs- Desperate are we?
He looks at him for a few second, trying to figure out if its a trick.
# Okay, I'll help you. I help you and you let me go, right? No tricks
Sam nods in agreement.
# What do you need?
+ I need you to help me find an amulet. The one I gave to Dean when we were kids.
Crowley opens his mouth to make a annoying retort but, before he can say anything, Sam rolls his eyes and keeps going.
+ He- He threw it away a few years ago -He says with a sad look appears on his face.
# Oh! Little Dean got hurt by his beloved Moose? -He says smirking- What can you have done that hurt him so bad?
+ That's none of your business! Now, will you help me?
# Okay. Tell me, where was the last time that you saw it?
+ Ohio