A/N: Hey guys! Ugh I'm sorry I didn't update sooner, I couldn't find the will to write. Darn writer's block...anyway this chapter is all about the incident Cas got into. Please review (I think you've already established I love them) and thank you for all the follows and favorites! I think I have an idea where to end the story, but if you have any ideas please feel free to let me know (: and on with Chapter 7. Enjoy! xx


He could remember it like it was yesterday. The shouting, the punches, the shoves, the hurt, everything. It was all coming back to him, clear as a bell. The look on Gordon's and Gabriel's face as Cas dropped, they all just stood there, watching, not knowing what to do.

It was the day before the State Swimming Championship, something everyone at Lawrence High was looking forward to, especially Castiel. It was cold that day, Dean recalled. The leaves were covered in beautiful white snow on the ground and the trees were bare, their branches covered in the white bliss as well. Christmas was around the corner and he couldn't think any reason why the championship was in the middle of winter. It's freezing outside, wouldn't the swimmers get cold? Maybe the thought of Gordon Walker standing outside in the snow in his swimsuit made Dean chuckle. The jerk deserved it. He made his way into the impala, as usual, and headed down the road to pick up his best friend.

The ride to school was quieter than most days, Dean knew it was probably because Cas was nervous about the championship. He couldn't blame him. It was the first time in five years that their school had actually made it to the finals, no thanks to Gordon getting them disqualified two years in a row for picking a fight with a member of another team. But this was also the first time Castiel had agreed to be part of the finals, with him being shy and awkward around most of the other guys on the team, he really was the best, and everyone knew it. It wasn't that they were pressuring him, or that Dean was pressuring him, but he felt comfortable enough to swim in front of people besides his teammates and that kind of was all thanks to Dean.

The school day went slower than usual, every class seemed like it was about four hours long and Dean was getting antsy, fidgeting in his seat. Castiel had been silent all day, not speaking to anyone. He figured it was probably something he did, it usually was. Cas didn't get mad at anyone and if he did, it was either Dean or Gabriel. Or it could possibly be the fact that the championship was tomorrow and his anxiety was getting to him. It was time to go home but the swim team had mandatory practice due to the championship meet tomorrow so Dean had offered to wait with Castiel and drive him home after. Sam got a ride from one of his friend's moms and Gabriel was sitting in the stands, waiting for his brother with Dean.

Dean and Gabriel spent most of the time talking and Dean let an occasional glance slip over to Cas, who would just simply smile at him as he continued swimming from one end of the pool to the other. When practice was over, Cas was the only one besides Gordon who didn't go to the locker room. They were standing over by the doors of the locker room but they hadn't made it in. Gabriel noticed and made Dean aware of what was going on. The two boys were arguing, most likely something having to do with the championship tomorrow. Gabriel and Dean then saw Gordon shove Cas into the wall behind him and knowing Cas, he wouldn't fight back. Gabriel yelled something and Gordon headed towards the two others with rage in his eyes. Castiel wasn't far behind. They were all now standing about a foot away from the huge pool in front of them. Gordon was facing Cas and Gabriel was facing Dean, all of them standing in some sort of circle. Dean remembered he thought they were going to perform an ancient ritual because of the way they were standing, but that was besides the point. Gordon and Cas's bickering continued, Dean and Gabriel now knowing they were fighting about who was going to represent their school in tomorrow's meet. For once, Castiel was standing up for himself and wasn't letting Gordon have his way. This was a great way, Dean thought, to bring up his confidence but it could also be a very bad thing if he pissed Gordon off, which had already happened five minutes ago. Castiel screamed something at Gordon, getting up in his face. Dean and Gabriel were just standing there, what else could they do? Gordon then got right back up into his face, yelling cruel things about his sexuality and how bad of a swimmer he was and tears were forming in the other boy's eyes. Dean thought about giving him a hug and punching Gordon in the face but the next thing he knew, Castiel moved back an inch and slipped on the wet floor. No one could tell if Gordon was lending out a hand to help him or to push him back but either way, he fell onto the floor and hit his head, hard. He fumbled trying to get up but then fell into the pool head first. All three boys stood there in silence and disbelief as Castiel plunged to the bottom of the pool. Gabriel punched Gordon and Dean was about to kick him but the coach of the team came running out of the locker room and asked where Castiel was. And that's when Dean realized how much of an ass he really was. He wanted to get revenge on the son of a bitch in front of him and had completely forgotten his best friend was lying at the bottom of the pool unconscious for God's sake. He fell to his knees and was comforted by Gabriel for a moment before being dragged off to the principal's office along with Gordon, getting ready to face to the consequences of what had happened. As they were being pulled from the pool room, he turned back to see his best friend being carried out of the emergency exit on a stretcher and in that moment he had never felt more scared and worried and heartbroken at the same time. Tears were rolling down his cheeks as he, and the two others made their way into the office.

"After that, we all got detention. I've been going 6 days a week since the accident. I promised you I would come visit you every day until you woke up. I've been coming here every day since, I haven't missed one day. Even on my bad days…I've been here Cas." Dean said with tears forming in the corners of both eyes. "Cas…I'm sorry man, I'm so sorry. I didn't know what to do. I'm an idiot, I know. I'm the worst best friend in the fucking history of best friends! Please forgive me Cas. I just…I…I…" He looked up to find a smile plastered on Castiel's face. The smile he had almost forgotten, the smile he thought he lost, the smile he had fallen in love with. He smiled back and couldn't help but wonder what was going through Castiel's mind as the boy started inching closer and closer to him. Their faces were now just inches away and that stupid smile was still on Cas's face. He swore he heard an "I forgive you." Before the last thing he expected to happen, happened.