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So sorry for the waiting but I had important exams and I had to be focus which is really hard for me xD Anywho I'm here with the next chapter! Hope you'll like it even though I don't really like it but hey, it's necessary for the following of the story xD
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Dean was sitting on the floor in the hallway of the hospital, waiting for a doctor to come and talk to him about Cas and his condition. And he couldn't help but remember the scene, it's going over and over again in slow motion, and he felt guilty. Guilty because he should have protected Cas, he should have rush on Cas when he was down, he should have reacted ... but no he froze. Who knows how long he'd have stayed like that if Sam hadn't come, if Sam hadn't helped Cas for getting in the car, if Sam hadn't pressed the wound with a towel, if Sam hadn't drive to the hospital.
He was drawn from his thoughts when a doctor appeared.
"Mr. Winchester?" Asked the doctor.
"Uh, yes." Replied Dean while rising sharply, before coming closer, anxiously, to the doctor. "Is he okay?"
"Yes. Mr. Milton has lost blood, of course, but this kind of injury is usually superficial."
"So everything is fine? No trauma or some other shit?"
"Yes, everything is fine. The doctor smiled before continuing. "No trauma. The nurse must've finish the stitch, so you can take him home ... or at home." Said the doctor, smiling mischievously, which made Dean blush like a fucking teenage girl.
"Hmm ... thank you doctor."
"You're welcome. Just make sure to bring him back in three weeks to remove the thread and all will be fine."
With these words the doctor left, leaving Dean relieved and happy. He had to wait ten minutes before seeing Cas, his shirt stained with blood and a bandage on the arcade. Dean rushed to meet him before kissing him tenderly.
"Cas ... I'm so sorry ... for ..." Dean made a vague hand gesture toward the face of Cas.
"It hurts less than it looks." Reassured Cas. Dean approached gently his fingers before brushing the bandage, which made Cas wince.
"I said it was less painful than it looks, but it's still hurting."
"Oh yes, sorry Cas." Dean took off his hands before putting them into his pockets. "Shall we go?"
"Yes."
Dean and Cas headed for the car, before taking the road for Cas' home. In front of Castiel's house, Anna was waiting.
"Castiel! Are you okay?" Anna took him by the shoulders and began to examine his wound.
"Yes, Anna. I'm fine. Now will you let me go?"
" Are you sure? How many fingers do I have?" Asked Anna, showing seven fingers.
"I will not answer this question."
"And you! It's your entire fault! I was sure it would happen!" Anna yelled, letting Cas go and approaching Dean.
"How is it my fault? I didn't hit him!"
"You could have stopped your father from beating him."
"Anna, this is not Dean's fault."
"Castiel, stay outside of it. Dean has responsibilities."
"Anna." Said Cas in a disapproving tone.
"Okay, okay. I come, open and I come."
Castiel opened the door which allowed Anna to get a little closer to Dean.
"Do not get near him anymore, Winchester."
"What? Anna, it's me, Dean. I'm not going to hurt him."
"That's why he has that woun ..."
"It was not my fault! Anna I ..."
"No, Dean. You're my best friend and you know it. But Castiel has ... I cannot let him go through that again."
"What are you talking about? I ..."
"Sometimes you can be an asshole Dean." And with these words Anna left to join Cas, before closing the door behind them.
Okay, Dean had missed an episode because, okay he did not rocked and Cas is injured, but ... He sighed before heading home, where a muscular discussion with his father was waiting him.
When he reached home, dean found a Sam rather exhausted and upset, who was bearing down on him.
"Dean!" Yelled Sam
"Not in the mood Sam."
"Oh really? And that was a reason for abandoning me in the hospital?" Exclaimed Sam.
"What? I ..." Yes, Sam had taken them ... "Oh ... I ... sorry."
"That's it? Sorry? Sorry that you were forced to walk for 30 minutes without forgetting the first 10 minutes where you had to run behind the car and I did not stop for you?"
"You ran behind the car!"
"Yes!"
And this was too much, Dean burst out laughing, because Sam running behind the car it should have been hilarious.
"Jerk."
"Bitch."
Sam took the keys to the Impala and drove off. Dean was in no mood and let him go, then he went to confront his father. As soon as he entered the house, he saw the startled look of Adam, who reminded him of the night when their father had nearly hit Adam. But Dean had intervened and took the shot, as usual, then after he took Adam and they were gone forever, or at least that's what they thought at the time.
"Adam go play upstairs please."Asked Dean before sitting in front of his father. Adam listened Dean and went upstairs.
"Is it a healthy environment for him up there?" Asked his father, that was the beginning of the hostilities.
"Yes." Dean will remain calm; Dean will be diplomatic, Dean will be an adult.
"I doubt it ... otherwise I just came to say that I'll take Adam back. I think it will be better for him to live with a real male figure. A man, a real one."
"What?" Calm, Dean stay calm. Think about Adam, think about Cas, think about Sam and Anna.
"I think that living with a gay dating fagots, not to say a bitch, is not very masculine."
"You won't take him away from me."
"You mean you have the right to steal my son, but I can't? So I have to stay there, watching the education that you teach him with your slut? I think you're not mature enough, son."
Dean jumped up by toppling his chair in passing.
"Son? I'm not your son! Just as Adam is no longer your son! And you'll let Cas out of it. He takes good care of Adam and Ad…"
"You left him the right to take care for Adam? My Adam? Dean, I warn you, I'll get him back."
"Yes he has the right to take care for Adam, he has! Because he is attentive, kind, funny ... like you before that ..." Dean couldn't finish that his father began to raise his hand. Dean dodged the blow and prepared to avoid others.
"You choose Dean, Adam or your bitch." Dean felt his fists clenched. His father passed by him and when he opened the door, Dean knocked with all his strength into the wall.
"His name is Castiel." Dean hissed between his teeth.
"Whatever. You tell me when you'll have dropped ... you know who."
That's it.
"If you're talking about Castiel, I won't break up with him." Dean approached his father.
"So you choose ..."
No. I'm taking Adam as well. Adam will stay here because he is happy. I would do anything to keep him, you understand. And you won't have a damn chance."
"I'm his f…"
"You were. You've lost that title the day you plut your lips on the bottle of Cognac. You lost it when you became intoxicated 24/24H. You lost it when you tried to put your hand on Adam. Now leave my house. Or I'll call the police."
His father came out and stopped.
"You won't have both, dean."
Dean slammed the door and felt his eyes sting. No, I will not cry. I would not do him that pleasure. I ... I need air. I need to think. Dean went upstairs and saw Adam's eyes wet with tears streaming down his cheeks.
"Hey buddy, what's wrong?"
The boy wiped his eyes with the sleeve of his shirt before putting clothes he put in a suitcase.
"I know I have to go back with Dad. But you'll always come and see me? You ... you'll still love me even if I have to live with dad?" Asked Adam, sobbing. And Dean felt his heart broke and tears flow gently down his cheeks.
"Never you will go back there, okay. And whatever you do I'll always love you, so never forget it, okay?"
"Yes, but dad told me it was selfish to stay with you, and someday you will cast me out because you won't love me."
"He said that? No, but I'll ..." Dean stopped himself from insulting his father and pulled himself together. "I am the selfish one."
"Why?" Asked Adam snuggling in Dean's arms.
"It is me who wants to keep you with me forever. It's me who does not want to let his little brother go."
"Really?" Adam's eyes lit up which was eased Dean.
"Yes."
"Cool!"
"Well let's go."
"For where?"
"You little guy you'll stay here to see Anna because you miss him very much. I'll go do something adult and I would come back to take you out for an ice cream and a movie! Well if it's alright with you ..."
"Yes! Hurry Hurry! I wanna see Anna!" Adam pulled Dean's sleeve to make him react.
"I have to call first."
Dean called Anna, who appeared skeptical at first but face to Adam could not say no. And so Anna was there to take care of Adam while Dean went for a walk to do what he had to do, because Sam had taken the car, the little fucker.
He was halfway there when suddenly the rain began to fall and he began to run. He had just arrived at his destination; he nervously knocked on the door. And when the door opened, Dean felt his heart stop. He'd never say no to Cas, never.
"Dean? But ... you're soaked."
"Uh ... yes. I ran because ... well who cares. I ... uh ... we must speak Cas." On hearing these words that came out of his own mouth, Dean knew he should not do that. But he always made bad decisions, so why change.
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