AN: Hey guys, so for those of you reading his on the Destiel fanfic Facebook group as well, this is a combo of parts 4/5 on there… for the rest, enjoy, thanks for sticking with this ;)

{warning, sad cas ;-;}

Dean immediately ran over to Castiel with fiery determination in his eyes.

"What the fuck man?! What son of a bitch has hurt you? I'll fucking kill them." Were the thoughts running though Deans head.

But having known the guy for only one single day he decided to slow his pace and simply sit until the other man decided to talk.

Finally about three minutes later, not that Dean was counting Castiel finally look a deep sigh and whispered softly "me."

"What?" Dean said softly not having heard.

"Me Dean for fucks sake. I've done this to myself. God, ha. "God" knows I deserve this."

"No you don't Cas. No one does. We're all equal people here."

Castiel felt his wings twitch in his shirt, no, they were not all equal "people".

When Cas did not reply Dean simply stated flatly "I will find out who is responsible for making you feel this way. And I will tear them apart."

Cas closed his eyes and the thought of Fergus aka Crowley bashing Dean' head in crossed is mind

"NO." He shouted weakly,
"You cannot help me Dean. I can't get you involved. The last person I got involved.."

He trailed off thinking of his childhood back when he thought his wings had been fun, a gift. Back when he trusted Crowley, back when Anna was still..

Deans whispered voice cut through the piercing thoughts of the past and forced Castiel to look at him.

"I will help you Cas. I swear it. "
And there they sat, Deans arm now half around Cas in a embrace of comfort, Cas almost started thinking.. But he couldn't. He mustn't trust anyone.

And with that final thought he stood, pulling down his sleeves, and with one final look in Deans eyes, he started running.

And Dean, of course, he followed.

Next part in 3, 2, 1 ACTION.

Cas makes to bolt towards the direction of the forest arms burning and wings cramped from the tensing of his muscles, he reaching the woods fully aware that Dean is most likely following close behind, he hopes, he basically prays, that He's faster that Dean won't catch him he can't, he just can't let himself open up and already with Dean he could feel the cracks forming, the doubt of keeping his secret, the trust he knew surely couldn't be real.

He thought back to a small girl, burning red hair and wilds eyes, she was like a sister to him, and his secret, it ruined her, her worry, it killed her. "Anna I'm so sorry, I will not make that mistake again."

How could he have been so stupid. Trying to take another to fly with him. That was the last straw, that's when he knew his brings were a curse. No one would want him cursed. And if anyone did surely they would die too. He didn't mean to drop her. He didn't..

Cas' breath was starting to faulter his lungs struggling to circulate air, he had been running for a good 15 mins, already half way through the trees. He stopped to rest, Dean couldn't be close already.

As soon as he stopped running, his thoughts overwhelmed him and he couldn't hear the twigs snap behind him as someone grabbed his shoulder his wings flared out and split the fabric of his shirt in surprise.

He heard a soft gasp behind him and felt hands gently trailing up his wings

Cas managed to stutter out "W-whos there"

"Cas.."

"Dean?"