Castiel's POV

Gabriel is. . . Ugh. What he is can't even be put into words. Essentially what they were fighting about outside was that Gabriel had to know where he was at all times. Cas didn't want Gabe knowing everything. Sure, they were brothers, but knowing everything is too much. After arguing for what might have been ten minutes, Cas told him that he couldn't know where they were going (because he didn't know himself), but that he could meet Dean and see that he was a good human. Gabriel agreed, but Castiel knew as he left that he wasn't pleased. As he left he spoke quietly. "There's a knife in your bag if he tries anything." Cas and Dean have a connection, and Cas trusts Dean more than he trusts himself. He trusts Dean with his life. That's how strong their connection is.

When they got to their house, Castiel didn't get in the car yet. He wanted to wait until Dean was safe in the house before doing anything. There was a feeling around this area, and it wasn't a good one. He was afraid, and but he couldn't feel what he was afraid of, or where it originated from. He just had to see Dean and Sam enter the house before he got into the car. He stands waiting and then Sam and Dean stop walking. What are they doing? Go inside. After a second they walk up the steps and into the house. Cas finally relaxes. They're safe. He opens the door and gets in the car. As he closes the door he hears it.

Inside the house something smashes, and a voice booms. There's screaming, and yelling and the sounds of things being broken. A second too late Cas realizes that the unsettling feelings he was getting were from Dean. No wonder he told him not to leave the car 'no matter what'. The scary thing is beyond those doors. Cas grabs the handle on the door and starts to open it when he remembers that Dean told him not to leave the car. He could help, but he was told to stay in the car. What's beyond that door? Is it a demon? A Wendigo? A Nephilim? What could it be that Dean is so afraid of?

"Dean." Cas turns the handle and opens the door a little. He has to do something. He reaches into the back seat and pulls out the knife from his bag. Just as he steps out he sees the door open, and Dean walking out. From here Cas can see the blood. Despite the fear Cas can feel coming off him, he doesn't run, he walks fast, but stands tall, seeming unafraid. Cas drops the knife and walks over to him. "Dean?"

"I'm fine." He brushes Cas aside, like he's a stranger. He walks past him and gets into the car. Cas jumps in beside him before he drives off without him.

"Dean, you're head -"

"I'm fine." The car roars to life and he drives away.

"Will your brother be alright?"

"They don't hurt Sam." Dean mumbles. "Only me, cause I'm useless." He takes his hands off the wheel for a second and pulls an orange bottle out of his pocket. He takes one blue thing out from it and tosses it out of the window. He puts the blue thing in his mouth.

"Dean, pull over."

"No." When he puts his hands back on the wheel he steps on the gas pedal.

"Dean!" Cas is afraid now. If he were an angel he could flash them out of here and somewhere safe, but as a human he can't do anything but die. Keep us safe, father. He prays quickly. "Dean! Stop!" Dean only proceeds to drive faster. "Dean, Gabriel will kill you if you hurt me."

"Ha!" He lets out a forced laugh. "I'll be dead before he gets to me."

"Dean! Stop!" Dean ignores him. "Dean!" Cas tugs on his shirt. "Stop!" Dean pulls away and they swerve into the other lane. Looking in front of them, Cas sees a large tree. "DEAN I DON'T WANT TO DIE!" He screams. He closes his eyes and expects to open to to see his father, but he doesn't. When he opens them the car is on the grass, mere feet away from the giant tree. "Dean. . . " Cas looks at Dean angrily. Dean just stares at his hands, locked on the steering wheel. "I can't believe you, Dean. You could have killed us both." He opens the car door and walks out. He walks a fair bit from the impala before Dean gets out and calls after him.

"Cas, I'm sorry!"

"What did you take, Dean? What happened in there? How can I help?"

"It's just something to keep me me, and nothing, and you can't." Dean's been holding onto the impala this whole time. He hasn't walked past the impala. His one hand is holding it, as if to steady himself. Cas notes that he's bleeding more now than before, and in more places too. "Cas I'm sorry."

"Dean -" He takes another step towards Cas, his hand finally letting go of the impala. Only, he shouldn't have let go. . . "DEAN!" Cas runs over to him as quickly as he can. "Dean!" He picks up him and rolls him onto his back. "Dean! Please. DEAN!"