Sorry for the wait, here's chapter 4! Again, thank you guys for reviewing!

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Cas groaned, blinking his eyes open as he looked around. 'Where am I?' Sitting up he looked around in a daze. 'Last thing I remember was talking with Gabriel in the woods then... then...'

Frowning he stood up, a little to fast though because immediaty a wave of nausea passed through him. Covering his mouth he bolted for the bathroom, dry heaving in the toilet. Not actually having anything to throw up.

"Hey little bro! So I got good.. Cas?" Gabe followed the sounds of retching, now wondering into the bathroom. "Are you ok!" He knelt down beside him, rubbing his back awkardly.

"Cas? Hey Cas what's wrong?" A groan was the only thing he got in responce, before he started dry heaving again. 'What is this! It feels horrible! Like something is trying to come out!'

After a while of dry heaving the nausea finally seemed to pass. He leaned back against the wall with a sigh of relief.

"Cas?" Cracking an eye open, he looked over at Gabriel tiredly. "Did you bring me here? I do not remember being in this motel room last night." "Yeah I brought ya here, now what was that? Are you sick?"

Cas frowned and shook his head. "Angels do not get sick Gabriel, you should know this." "Yeah but... your not exactly all angel anymore... and humans do get sick ya know.."

Closing his eyes, he shook his head again, "No, I having not fallen that far yet. I still retain most of my abilities, and healing power still works almost perfectly, such a petty thing as illness would not manage to slip through." "I never said it would, but are you sure you haven't fallen at least enough to get sick?" "I am positive."

Frowning he nodded and stood up. "Well I guess we could ask Dean or Sam research any angel sickness or something for us." "No!" Clearing his throat he stood up slowly, his legs still really shaky from the nausea. "No, that will not be necessary." "Then what are you wanting to do?" "This will pass eventually." "Cas-" "I do not require the Winchesters help on this matter, it is just a small case of... something, it will pass in time."

Nodding he left the bathroom, spotting the bed and the messed up sheets. Tilting his head to the side he tryed to remember what had caused that. 'It was me... Something was... Something was wrong... My stomach... The pain... The fire... The move-'

Eyes widening, his hand touched his stomach subconsciously, as he remember the strange movement below his hand the other night. 'What was that?'

"-rth to Cas!" "What?" "Geez, whats with you today? Are you sure your not sick?" "Positive..." His hand was rubbing his stomach gently as he thought about what happened, 'Should I tell Gabriel? No, he would only worry, then go tell Sam, who would tell Dean...'

"-waiting for you again." "I'm sorry I didn't catch that, what?" Gabriel frowned 'Oh yeah, something is definatly wrong with Cas' "I said, Sam is probably waiting you again, weren't you supposed to go with him to check out the missing cases files?" "Yes... How did you know?" Gabe shrugged, "I'm smart like that" 'And Sam told me'

Nodding once more, he flapped his wings and dissapeared, leaving Gabe in the motel room by himself. 'Something is going on with Cas, I need to know... But in the meantime!' Snapping his fingers, a buffet of sweets appeared, along with two strippers. A bottle of whip cream and chocolate sauce in each hand. "Hello ladies"

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"Where are you going?" "To go look at any case filings that might relate to this, you know doing my job, actually working on the hunt..." "Uh huh." "Could you turn that off for a minute!"

Sighing Dean flipped off the TV, "What's got your panties in a bunch Samatha?" "Maybe instead of watching TV, you could be helping with the case! We don't know when this witch is going to strike again! Listen I know you and Cas are going through something right now, and I understand it's probably upsetting you, but you spend to much time moping when you should be working, so just apologize to Cas and get it over with!" "Why is everyone always thinking it's my fault?" "Because it usually is."

And of course sinse fate absolutly loves Dean, Cas appeared at that moment. "Hello Sam, I apologize for my tardiness, I was preoccupied"

Dean flinched when he saw him and looked away. 'That's the same thing he said at the bar.'

"Oh, it's ok, I was still getting some stuff ready anyway, before we go though, Dean has something he would like to say to you." Glaring at his brother, he grabbed his wallet and fake ID, then left the room.

'Damnit Sam!' Neither said a word, the silence was horrible, just reminding both of them what happened in the car.

Cas shifted eyeing the door, while Dean chewed on his lip. 'Sam is right though, I should apologize... But damnit I didn't think any of this would happen! Is it seriously my fault that my mouth runs off without me! He should know I didn't mean it... but still...'

"I can see Sam was not telling the truth again, I'll just go." Dean opened his mouth to tell him to wait, but the words wouldn't come out. The guilt he felt was weighing to heavily on him, he couldn't talk to Cas, he couldn't even look at him. So instead of doing what he should have done, and what he wanted to do, he just nodded, avoiding looking at him.

Cas left without another word. He groaned falling back onto the couch. 'Damnit! I should have said something! I should have told him I'm sorry! I should have told him it wasn't supposed to come out like that! That I do need him! Why is it like this? I don't understand, how come I can't get him out of my head? Why can't I just apologize and get rid of this horrible feeling? Because you know it won't go away, you will continue to feel guilty for making him cry, even if you do apologize to him. And he might not accept it. He might reject you and cast you out. Then what would you do?'

He hadn't even noticed he had started crying until he felt the tears sliding down his cheeks. Reaching up he scrubbed them away furiously, standing up and storming over to the table, where there were books piled high. Pushing them aside, he opened Sam's laptop, going to BustyAsianBeauties.*

'And it wasn't just the comment, you have been feeling guilty ever since you slept him! Ugh just shut up Jiminy!'*

Frowning, he clicked a random video, sitting back in the chair as the video finished loading. His frown only deepened when he found that one, this was having no effect on him at all, and two, because the images before him of the young woman and the buff man, only served to remind him of the few memories he had of his drunken night with Cas, the guilt getting worse.

Slamming the laptop shut, he grabbed one of the books, deciding that Sam was right.. Again. He SHOULD be concentrating on the hunt, not his own personal problems. Lives were at risk here.

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"I can't believe it! He didn't apologize! Wait, nevermind I can believe it, that's just like Dean! I should force him to apologize!" "You can not force Dean to do anything he does not wish to do." "But!"

Sam sighed. "Yeah, your right. I just can't believe he didn't apologize!" "You can not force a person to apologize, and even if you do find a way to make him, an empty apology wouldn't mean anything." Cas muttered and started walking toward the Police Office.

"He does feel bad Cas, believe me. You should see how he acts. He really does feel horrible." "Nevermind that for now, we should be focasing on the task at hand." "Right... Are you feeling any better today? Have you had anymore of those weird pains lately?"

Thinking of the night before, he flinched. 'He'll just worry' "N-no..." "They have!" "N-no! I-I haven't felt anything since that time!... I'm not lying..."

He looked away when Sam stepped infront of him, his face heating up. "You're not a very good lier Cas* " "I... don't know what you are talking about, I feel fine..." 'That's odd... I actually do feel fine right now... beside that painful experience in the bathroom this morning, nothing weird has happened sinse last night'

"Cas, what's going on with you? It's obvious something is wrong." "Nothing is the matter with me Sam, I am simply feeling a little... I don't know what it is, but it will pass I assure you, now let's leave."

He stepped around Sam and started walking to the police station again, Sam soon falling into step behind him. He didn't ask him anymore questions after that.

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After looking around to make sure no one was watching them, nor that anyone was in the back room, Sam nodded to Cas. Placing a hand on Sam's shoulder he took them to the back room.

Sam crouching down below the window so as not to be seen, and tugging Cas down with him. "Ok, were looking for any strange cases, or any missing children, murdered children, or any suicides. And anything weird happening near the woods, animals acting strange, people seeing weird things, stuff like that."

Nodding, he eased open one of the filing cabnets, both of them looking through them.

Hours passed before either of them found something. Until Cas found an odd file. "Would this be considered strange?" Handing the file over to Sam, he watched him curiously. "Yes this would be considered strange... This definatly ties into the case! Ok now see if you can find anything, similar to this to."

Around 30 more minutes passed, when he found another one. "This one is the same to, but it was in 1982." Taking the file from Cas, he read it before nodding. "Yeah it's the same, she must have been around for a long time."

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After making sure they couldn't find anything else, they both parted ways, Sam heading back to the motel, and Cas flying back to the motel he woke up in.

"Dean,We found something,Dean?" "Good, 'cause I did to." He walked over to were Dean was, hunched over the books. Dropping the files he took onto the table. "Check those out, aparently, the Pastor's son wasn't the first to go missing, a young girl named Anna Parker went missing in 1981, three more girls went missing after her, the last one missing was a boy. Five people missing, once every month, for five months. Sound familiar?" "So, she's been here before?" "Or she might have always been here." "Then why go that long without kidnapping anymore teens or children?" "Keep from getting herself under suspicion maybe?" "Or she acomplished what she was trying to do?"

Sam thought about it for a minute. "But if she accomplished what she was trying to do, why start again?" "Maybe she needs to do it twice? What you should be asking is why are most of them girls? She like a little girl on girl action?" Dean chuckled at the thought. "That's actually a really good point!" "What? Our witch might be a lesbian? I though you didn't like stuff like that?" "No, why are they almost all girls?" "Coincidence?" "No way, three of the five that went missing this year were girls to." "Allright... So why the girls?" "I don't know..."

Dean sighed, standing up and stretching. "Well all this talk is making me hungry, I'm getting a bacon cheesburger, you coming with?" "No, I think I'm gonna keep working."

Opening his laptop he immediatly turned towards Dean, a book allready in his hand, ready to throw if need be. "Dean!"

Laughing he ducked out of the door before he could be hit with any flying objects.

Sam sighed and glared at his beloved laptop, grabbing a book then sitting down on the lumpy couch. 'I don't want to get near that chair! Who knows what he did in that!'

"Ooh, Busty Asian Beauties, kinky kinky kiddo!" Waggling his eyebrows suggestivly, Gabe flopped down next to him, leaning over his shoulder to see what he was reading.

Pushing him away, Sam rolled his eyes. "Dean was on my computer again, and it froze up. I just ask one thing of him! And that's not to touch my stuff!"

"Psh, you need to losen up, go over there and enjoy your frozen screen, how long has it been since you've had a good lay anyway?" "Is there a reason your here?"

Gabe shrugged and leaned back against the couch. "Not really, just felt like annoying you." "Well it's working, could you please leave?" "Naw, I'm pretty comfortable here." "Your not gona let me read in peace are you?" "Nope!"

He grinned when he saw Sam putting down the book. "So how are things with Dean-O and Cas?" "Not good, I tryed to get Dean to apologize but he didn't do it... speaking of Cas, have you noticed anything... weird about him lately?" "You mean him being sick?" "So you saw it to! Can angels really get sick?" "No way, healing powers, won't even let us get a scratch" "Then what's wrong with him? I'm worried, I asked him today but he lied and said he was fine, hadn't had anything happen to him since yesterday..." "Yeah, that's a lie, he was trying to throw up this morning."

Sam frowned. "Trying?" "Yeah, lots of dry heaving, nothing came out though." "Shouldn't you go check on him then?" "Would it make you feel better?" Sam nodded.

Sighing he snapped his fingers, throwing a quick, "I'll be back!" before he dissapeared.

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When he found Cas, he was sitting on the motel bed, stairing at his stomach. "You know most people would find that creepy to see you like this."

Cas jumped, and quickly yanked his shirt back down. "What are you doing here?" "Was worryed about you, wanted to make sure my lil bro is doing ok." "I am fine Gabriel, you can leave."

But instead of leaving he sat down on the bed next to him. "Come on Cas, what's really going on with you? And no more, lying or avoiding the subject. I want to know."

Looking down he fiddled with the edge of comforter. "I don't know... I am not familiar with human illness.. but... I am starting to suspect that you are right.. about me being sick..."

Gabe snorted, "Took ya long enough, so what's going on then?" "Like I said I do not know, I told most of what is wrong last night, but... after you left.. it.. got worse, a lot worse, the burning went up. I thought I was going to scream..."

Gabriel watched him worried. "It got worse?" "Yes." "Is that all that happened?" "... Yes"

He watched him for a moment, his bottom lip was trembling, and his cheeks were a curious shade of pink. "Cas? Is that all that happened?" "Y-Yes, that was all." "Why are you even bothering trying to lie to me?"

Cas sighed defeated, and fell back against the bed. "I don't want to talk about it right now, I am very tired and I don't know why."

"Cas just tell me" "Please brother. I would like to rest now." Gabriel nodded, "OK, but I expect you to tell me what else happened when I come back." Snap.

Cas chewed on his lip, his hand finding it's way back to his stomach once again. 'I don't want to tell him about that strange feeling, I'm already worrying Sam and Gabriel enough, and no doubt Gabriel is retelling all of this to Sam. There is something wrong here, but I don't know what it is... And there is this uncomfortable feeling when Gabriel or Sam ask what's wrong... nervousness i I think... yes that's it. I get nervous when they ask. I don't want anyone to know yet, at least not until I have figured it out myself first.'

Cas yawned his eyes drooping. 'Could this drowsiness be connected with the strange momvement?' But he didn't have much time to dwell on it before he passed out.

Gabe chuckled and snapped back in. He had been waiting for Cas to fall asleep, already forming a plan in his head when Cas said he was tired.

He would wait until he fell asleep, then go in, and check things out for himself!

Grinning he snuck over to the bed, tapping Cas gently on the forehead to make sure he is asleep, then tugged his shirt up.

He inspected the stomache for a minute, noticing that it had bruises on it. Lots of bruises. Frowning he placed his hand on the stomach gently. Nothing.

'How did he get these bruises?' Pushing down slightly rewarded him with a shift. 'I didn't know he got into a fight lately, maybe it has to do- with what the fuck?'

Blinking he pressed down again, and again Cas's stomach shifted. 'His stomach is... what the hell!'

By now Gabriel was definatly freaked out, and a freaked out older brother is not a good thing. Not for anyone, specifically not for Cas at the moment.

Rolling up his sleeve, his hand started to glow and he pressed down on his stomach again, this time making sure his hand stayed on the shift.

'I swear, if someone has hurt my bro, I'm gonna kill them!' He concentrated as he pressed down more, watching his hand slowly dissapear. A scream quickly drew his attention though, cursing he looked around wildly, not finding anything he shoved his hand into Cas's mouth, wincing when he bit down on it. Hard!

'Almost there' The shifting was getting worse, almost as if it was trying to move away. Cas's screams only got louder the closer he got, his hand was bleeding steadily now, but he paid no mind to it as he continued to push.

That is until he felt it.

A bump.

Something just bumped his hand. That didn't make any sense though seeing as his hand was normally supposed to by pass all the vessel's organs and such.

Then again, this time much stronger. Strong enough, so that he felt a weird jolt travel all the way from where his fingertips touched the bumb, up to his shoulder and down his back. Almost as if the bump had pure electricity. Then it moved again, practically butting against his hand, the bump was definatly trying to move away.

Eyes widening he pulled his hand out, panting slightly from the shock of feeling that weird jolt, hearing a whimper he quickly pulled Cas's shirt back down.

Glancing up to see if he was still asleep, only to see two huge, watery blue eyes staring at him, shocked.

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* Busty Asian Beauties, it's always the same! He's looking at a porn magazine, Busty Asian Beauties, in Tall Tales, the website he got on Busty Asian Beauties!

*You know? Jiminy Cricket from Pinocchio, his conscience :)