Destiel- the guy with the bibles on the quad has cornered me and is screaming about hell, please help prompt. I found this on tumblr after some digging.

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Part 1

It was a really nice day for a day in November. It wasn't too cold, all you needed was a light jacket. It was a Thursday afternoon and Dean sat with Sam on the large front steps for their dorm room, eating lunch. It was quarter after twelve and many people had taken the opportunity to stay outside and enjoy the weather they had. Gabriel and his friends were playing with a Frisbee. Sam watched from his spot on the steps. He decided to eat with Dean, spend some time catching up with his brother. Dean liked watching the freshmen running from the guy with the bibles. Sometimes he would follow people around, spouting whatever religious nonsense he felt like. THe people who had been there for a semester know to not look at him and try to walk on the other side of the quad. Those who had no choice but to pass his little corner would try to run. He was kind of intimidating and would corner anyone he could, especially if they were gay.

Sam and Dean avoided him, finding him annoying and a tad bit concerning. They just got a bad vibe from him. But it was funny watching other people deal with him. One time, someone on campus made a bingo sheet so people could cross out anything he mentioned in his "sermons." Dean actually jumped on that. He almost won, too.

"God, that guy is weird." Dean said as he bit into his sandwich, watching the guy with the bibles. He wasn't doing much, just standing, preaching, trying to hand out Bible, warning people about hell, the usual. "So how are you and your boyfriend?" Dean asked.

"We're fine." Sam said. It was odd, having a boyfriend. He never thought he would have one. The idea never really crossed his mind.

"Just fine?" Dean asked, looking at his little brother. "He doing something wrong?" Sam laughed and shook his head.

"No, we're just both swamped by this one class." Sam told him.

"So was that a late study night that I saw you leaving last week?" Dean asked knowingly with a smirk. Sam glared at him.

"What the hell were you even doing that night?" Sam asked. "You looked like you were going somewhere."

"I had to pick up a friend from a pretty bad party. Someone spiked his drink with something." Dean answered and took another bite from his sandwich. Sam raised his eyebrows.

"Wow, is he ok?" Sam asked. The last time someone they knew got their drink spiked, the person ended up in the hospital. Dean nodded.

"Yeah, he's fine. He was back to normal by the time we woke up. He stayed on the extra bed in my dorm. His roommate's a dick." Dean explained. Sam nodded and ate his own food. Dean looked out over the quad and spotted Cas walking down the sidewalk, in the direction of the bible guy. He had to get to class and that was the quickest way to the building. Dean elbowed Sam and pointed to Cas.

"That's him. His name is Cas." Dean explained. Sam nodded.

"Does he know not ot go near that guy?" Sam asked, slightly worried.

"Yeah, but that's the quickest way to his class." Dean explained and looked at his watch. "He's got like ten minutes to get there too."

"You know his scheduele?" Sam asked.

"Yeah, I tutor him when we get the time. He's pretty cool." Dean said and took another bite.

"You bang him?" Sam asked bluntly. Dean began to choke. Sam laughed until their attention to the bible guy. He had started yelling loud enough for them to hear it.

"And God will punish you for your wicked ways! Repent or burn in hell, you heathen!" He shouted. Dean could see the look of absolute fear on CAs's face as he tried to back away. He was backed into the wall and the guy kept coming at him. "They must be put to DEATH! For they are guilty of a capital offense!" He shouted, pointing at Cas. Sam looked at Dean and then at Cas.

"Dean." Sam began but they both were too focused on the words the man was shouting.

"Do you understand? Do you understand the word of the Lord?" The man shouted. "You will be put to death! He will smite you and your wicked ways if you do not repent! You are a disgrace int eh eyes of the lord and shall burn in hell for all eternity! Is this what you want?" He shouted. Dean stood. He had had enough of this guy and CAs needed to get to class. Speaking of Cas, the kid looked terrified. He looked like he was shaking. Dean left his food and jumped off the steps, all but running over to the guy. Sam set his own food down and followed after at a shorter pace.

Sam glanced around. A lot of people had stopped and watched what was going on, even Gabriel and his friends. Sam shared a glance with Gabriel as he passed. Gabriel tossed the Frisbee to one of his friends and followed Sam.

"You and your kind will burn! Repent know nad God will forgive you! You are a disgrace to God and nature! You are disgusting in the eyes of the lord!" The man was shouting and dean began to jog as he got closer to them. CAs tried to move away from the wall of the building and walke away but the man shoved him back against the wall. "You must here the word of the lord! Repent!" He shouted. Once Dean saw the man shove Cas, even as slight as it was, Dean began to run.

"Hey!" He shouted as he neared. He stopped running and shoved the man away. "Back off." Dean all but shouted, shoving the man away.

"DO not touch me! I am a messenger of the lord!" The man shouted.

"Yeah?" Dean challenged. "Why don't you go share it somewhere else."

"You shall regret this! The lord will smite you! You will burn in hell!" The man began shouting. Then he turned to cas who was standing behind Dean, still against the wall. The man fed off the visible fear and started at him again. "You and your wicked ways will bring about the destruction of you and your world! You and the rest of you homosexuals will burn in hell!" He all but screamed. He began to walk towards Cas but Dean shoved him back as Sam and Gabriel got closer. People stopped walking and watched what was going on.

"Back off. Get out of here." Dean ordered loudly. "No one wants to hear your preaching."

"You go on and defend your faggot friend!" The man yelled loud enough for the quad to hear. "God will send his judgement on you!" He yelled and advanced again. This time Sam reached and grabbed the man's arm and shoulder, yanking him back.

"Hey, back off!" Sam ordered as he pulled the man back. The guy turned and swung a fist, connecting with Sam's eye hard.

"Hey!" Gabriel shouted and punched the man himself before shoving him onto the ground. "you don't fucking touch him." He said quietly, threateningly. The man had his hands up to bloc a potential hit. H was all but whimpering.

"Do not interfere with god's work. I am just a messenger of the lord." He tried to defend as a few security guards arrived and pulled Gabriel away. Two hauled the bible man up and away, people cheering that he was finally going to be kicked off campus with any luck. One of the guards spoke with sam and Gabriel. Dean had walked over to Cas, concern all over his face for the guy who was leaning against the wall still, looking panicked and terrified. He was still shaking.

"CAs?" Dean asked quietly. "CAs you ok?" CAs turned and looked at him sharply before sinking to the floor, leaning against the wall and resting his head on his knees. Dean could see the small rainbow pin on his shoulder strap for his back pack. IT's probably what started the whole thing. CAs was still shaking. Dean got on his knees next to Cas, and rested a hand on his shoulder. "CAs? What's going ?" He asked.

CAs just shook his head and Dean could see he was crying and he seemed to be having a hard time breathing. His hands were pressed against his chest as if he were in pain.

"I can't breathe." He tried to say. It couldn't even be called a whisper. "I can't breathe." Dean grew concerned. He turned and began to stand to get one of the security guards over to help, but CAs grabbed Dean's arm, not letting him stand. "I can't breathe."

"Cas, I'm gonna go get help." Dean said to him quietly. Cas shook his head and kept his eyes shut tight and tears kept running down his face.

"Stay, stay, please just stay." Cas choked out through his crying.

"Ok. Ok, I'll stay, Cas. You're gonna be ok." Dean said quietly, rubbing his shoulder, trying to be comforting. Sam came over and crouched next to Dean.

"Dean, what's going on?" Sam asked. Gabriel was still talking to the two security guards. They both knew the guards wouldn't come over unless they were practically dragged over. Dean shrugged, at a complete loss.

"CAs, Cas, talk to me, what's going on." Dean said quietly. "Tell us what's happening."

"Can't breathe." He said quietly. "Panic. Panic attack." Sam looked at Dean.

"Do you need to go somewhere quiet?" Sam asked. Cas shook his head. "Ok, try to breathe. Try to focus on breathing." Sam instructed. Dean looked at him oddly. How did he know how to handle this stuff? "Get him to focus on his breathing. I'm going to go talk to someone who can let his teacher know what's happening." Sam said to Dean quietly as he stood. Dean nodded and told him which teacher Cas had.

"CAs? Buddy, try to breathe in." Dean told him quietly, rubbing his shoulder. "Come on now buddy, breathe in." Cas took in a shaky breath. "Good, good. Let it out and take another." Dean sat there for a few minutes, getting Cas to breathe. Eventually, Cas was able to relax himself enough to sit up and lean against the wall. Dean had helped him take his back pack off. The guards had stood off to the side until Dean told them they weren't needed. Gabriel had gone off with Sam.

"Alright, buddy, how you doing. Any better?" Dean asked as CAs breathed in deeply and slowly looked around. He looked exhausted. "You know you're safe now, right?" Dean asked. Cas closed his eyes and exhaled, nodding.

"Yeah. I'm alright." CAs said quietly. Dean saw him flex his fingers. He was probably stiff. "Dean. In my bag, side pocket. Can you get me my cigaretes?" Dean lifted an eyebrow.

"You smoke?" Dean asked as he pulled them out. "didn't peg you for a smoker." He said as he handed them to CAs.

"They help me calm down." Cas said. Dean sat on the grass as CAs lit a cigarette. "I'm going to be late for class." Dean chuckled at Cas. Of course eh would be worried about that. Not the fact that he just had a panic attack.

"Is this a regular thing for you?" Dean asked. "The panic attacks?"

"They were. I had a lot in highschool." Cas explained as he took a drag from the cigarette. "When I moved here, I got a better handle on them."

"Don't they make meds for this kind of stuff?" Dean asked. "Seems like a better option than cancer."

"Can't afford them. And my dad wouldn't let me get any." Cas admitted. "I'd really rather not talk about him right now." Dean nodded. He could understand that. He checked his phone when it buzzed. Sam had texted him. Cas's teacher said he didn't need to show up to class and hoped he felt better. Dean told Cas.

"Cas, your teacher said you didn't need to go to class. They also hope you feel better." Dean said. Cas gave a small smile as he smoked his short cigarette. They sat there for a few seconds, quiet. CAs had stopped shaking and seemed to be breathing ok.

"Thank you, Dean." CAs said quietly. Dean shrugged.

"Don't mention it. He was a dick anyway." Dean said lightly. Cas stubbed out his cigarette. " I got the day free. Want to just hang out in my dorm?" Dean asked, looking at Cas. "Could order more pizza." He said with a small smile. Cas smiled and looked down a bit before nodding. "ALrgiht, that's the spirit." He said standing. He held out his hand and helped cas stand. CAs was shaky and he felt numb and stiff and shaky. Cas just felt so off but he knew it would happen. Dean grabbed Cas's bag and was going to carry it, but Cas spoke up.

"Dean, I need to carry my bag." Cas said quietly. "It's kind of a comfort thing." He explained. Dean shrugged and handed the bag back to him. Once the bag was on his back again, Cas shoulders relaxed and he gripped one shoulder straps tightly.

CAs found himself back in dean's dorm, waiting for pizza and watching Game of thrones next to his new friend. And he felt safe. He was going to be ok.