Alright guys! I am home and have been typing non stop. With some emotional fuel from a dumb boy I have been cranking out this story and love where it is going, hopefully you guys like it too.

WARNING

THERE IS DRUG ABUSE IN THIS CHAPTER AND I HOPE YALL ARENT CHICKENS. I DO NOT SUPPORT DRUG ABUSE AND IT SHOULD BE TAKEN VERY SERIOUSLY, IT EFFECTS EVERYONE AROUND YOU, NOT JUST YOU.

Castiel was woken up by large hands shaking him violently. He assumed it was John and swung out blindly with his fist.

"Ow Kid! What the hell was that for ya idjit!" Bobbys gruff voice came from the floor

"I apologize Bobby, I thought you were John Winchester." Castiel now sat awkwardly gazing slightly at the elderly man now rubbing his face

"Yeah well your lucky it isn't. He would have killed ya just for touching him."

"But if he had been the one shaking me, wouldn't he have already touched me?" His head tilted slightly

Bobby shook his head, raising back to his feet brushing off his clothes.

"Dean is waiting for you on the porch. Said something about needing to talk to you." He turned and walked out of the room mumbling to himself

Castiel ran a hand through his hair which he was sure was a mess and straightened his clothes out before slipping his sneakers on and stepping out onto the porch. Dean had not heard him come out and was leaning against the banister with his head hung, talking to himself about something. Cas knew it was rude to listen to what he was saying but once he started he couldn't just stop.

Dean voice was low "Mom, you gotta knock some sense into Dads thick skull. You know how great Cas is, you have to know, I have told you everything about him. Please Ma, I can't do it on my own." He sounded as if he was getting choked up "Cas got mad at me the other day. I need you to use your all mighty mom powers and make him forgive me because god ma, If I can't fix this I give up on trying to be happy." His head was now against his arms, pressed deeply into them, as if searching for the answer to his problems. Cas was letting out small shaky breaths, did he really mean that much to Dean? They had only been romantically involved for two months yet Dean was speaking as if they had been together their whole lives.

Cas couldn't help himself any longer. He stepped close behind Dean and snaked his arms around Dean's waist and rested his head against the thin black t-shirt covering Dean's sharp shoulder blades. Dean stiffened at the immediate contact but relaxed as he saw Cas' mop of black hair out of the corner of his eye.

"I am not mad at you any longer Dean." Cas' deep voice was muffled but came crystal clear to Dean, who had prayed for those words

Turning, Dean wrapped his arms around the shorter boys shoulders and pulled him tightly to his chest, running his fingers through the silky hair. He felt as if a rock had gotten stuck in his throat because he couldn't find a single word to speak. The two boys stood, tightly embraced with one another speaking through the soothing stroke of fingers, quick grazes of lips against uncovered skin, and the little space left between their bodies. Castiel needed to be with Dean forever and Dean needed to be with Castiel forever. That was as clear as day to the observer crouched behind one of the rundown cars on the front lawn.

Sam had his day with Ruby planned out. He had a few movies set aside that she had said she never saw before. He was hoping she wouldn't want to talk about Dean, his father or anything stressful but Sam should have learned long ago the Winchesters do not get what they hope for. He opened the door for her and proceeded to give Ruby a hug that as soon as begun was ended by a firm smack to the side of his head. Sam groaned as he rubbed his temple, a look of disgruntled confusion running across his features.

"What was that for!?" He demanded

"You didn't mention your fucking brother being home! He stopped me outside Sam. If he finds out he will kill me!" Ruby shoved him against the door

"I never pegged you for being scared of Dean. He won't find anything out I promise. He is too caught up with his boyfriend." Sam held his hands up over his chest, as some sort of protection against the young brunette who had clenched fists at her sides

"Boyfriend? Since when did Dean get a new boyfriend?" She now spoke not with furious anger but questioning curiosity

"They met in Dean's new town, He is a pretty nice guy. Dad isn't too happy with it though." Sam wormed his way around Ruby and walked into the living room, knowing she would willingly follow, desperate to get the dirty details on Dean

"Well of course he isn't. John was pissed enough when Dean left, now coming home with a new butt buddy couldn't have helped." She set her backpack beside her and sprawled out on the couch with her legs crossed, Sam sat on the arm of the couch watching her

"Can we start a movie now?" He was sick of talking about Dean and wanted Ruby to focus on him

"Do you want your gifts now or later?" A smirk grew across her stained lips

He nodded and shifted onto the couch, placing her legs in his lap. He prayed Dean would not come home for at least 2 hours so he could enjoy his time with his girlfriend. Ruby zipped her back pack open and tossed an orange bottle into Sam's hands.

"I got ya Ambien this time, it will help you sleep. Great for when you start APs."

"How many are in here?"

"60, should last you a few weeks." She sat up and kissed his cheek and opened the bottle for him, taking 2 pills out and placing them into his palm

"Thanks." He popped the pills into his mouth and swallowed them. Ready to escape from the horror show that he called a life.