I am really sorry about the chapter hiatus all of you wonderful people. I didn't know how to continue and include everything I had put in. Now, I am much clearer on the path of the story.

Just do me a favor...don't...don't hate me after this chapter? Please? I know it may seem bad, but my plan needs it.

Chapter 10: Love and War

Surprisingly, Castiel was a little bit nervous about going to the party with Dean. While Castiel had gone to many, many parties before (the perks of being a football player), he had yet to got to one where he didn't end up hammered. Tonight, however, was going to be different. Castiel was only going to have one beer so he could stay mostly sober with only a small buzz to make it a good time.

Castiel and Dean decided they were going to meet there at the time that Inias had specified, and Castiel was trying to figure out what to wear.

Anna sat on his bed with a big smile on her face as Castiel went in and out of his expansive closet, each time in a different outfit.

"Cassie, this isn't that difficult. I told you to go with the blue button up and the jeans!" Anna exclaimed at him as he came out of the closet (hehe) in yet another disappointing outfit.

"Isn't that a little formal?" Castiel asked, a little annoyed.

"Just roll the sleeves up to your elbow. Girls love it when guys do it, so I imagine Dean would too." Anna recommened, and Castiel furrowed his brow.

"Really? They do?" He asked, and Anna laughed.

"YES! Now just…get dressed. You're gonna be late." Anna said as she pointed out the time. Castiel cursed and hurriedly got dressed and rushed out the door and into his car. While it was nowhere near as wonderful as Dean's car, it worked for Castiel. It took a few minutes to get there, but he pulled up at nearly the same time as Dean did. In Dean's car was Charlie and Jo, both of them in nice, but still casual dresses. All three of them looked half weary of the party, and half excited.

"Hey Cas. Holy shit, you look hot, babe." Dean commented with a whistle as he pulled his boyfriend close and placed a chaste kiss on the smaller teenager's lips. Castiel grinned and looked at Dean, eyeing the sage colored long sleeve shirt he was wearing.

"And you as well, Dean. The green makes your eyes look incredible." Castiel complimented him. "So, Dean, I am only having one beer, alright? I don't wish to be overly drunk." Castiel explained, and Dean nodded, then smirked.

"Yeah, cause last time you got hammered, you ended up making out with some guy there. Poor dude." Dean said with mock sympathy. Charlie and Jo laughed a little as Castiel smiled even wider.

"Yes indeed. Poor fellow. I ended up dating him. What a fool I was." Castiel teased and Dean nudged him with his hip.

"Hey, I resent that comment." Dean protested as Castiel led them inside. Inias met them at the door with a happy grin on his face. You could already see the glazed over look in his eyes that you see in the drunk and the stoned.

"HAI GUYS!"Inias shouted much too loudly. "I'm soooo glad you made it! I'm Hester and this is my boyfriend Inias. Wait, I'm Inias and she's Hester!" Inias giggled as he pointed at Hester. The girl sighed.

"Sorry, he's a happy drunk." Hester explained as she led him away from the four gently. There were a decent amount of people there, mostly from the football team. Many of Castiel's teammates had become a little more accepting of him and Dean since he threatened Uriel, and they greeted him warmly.

Castiel wasn't sure when he got separated from Dean and Jo and ended up with Charlie, but he didn't mind all too much. Castiel enjoyed Charlie's company and they chatted for a little bit as Castiel slowly sipped his beer. Castiel looked around and saw Dean, now alone, and Michael was headed his way with a cruel smirk. Castiel nearly dropped his beer as he surged through the crowd and to Dean's side.

"Hey, Cas…what's wrong?" Dean asked as he saw the panicked expression on his face. Castiel turned and saw as Michael approached them, the smirk now a much warmer smile.

"Hello Castiel. Hello Dean. I was just coming over here to apologize for my recent misgivings." Michael explained, looking sympathetic. Castiel frowned deeply and glanced at Dean.

"Misgivings? You freaking pounded me into a pulp for having a crush on Cas!" Dean shouted, throwing his arms in the air. Michael winced and looked at the ground.

"I…I know. I just…I was afraid." Michael admitted, and Castiel widened his eyes.

"Afraid? Afraid of what exactly?"Castiel said, narrowing his eyes back to a pair of sapphire slits. Michael opened his mouth, then shut it and pursed his lips.

"Uh…nothing, Castiel. I'm just…sorry." Michael finished, and he walked away with an almost lingering glance at Castiel.

"Well that was shady as fuck." Dean said once Michael was out of earshot. Castiel laughed at the comment and nodded.

"I agree. Michael did look very nervous about something, though." Castiel noted, and Dean shrugged.

"Eh, I guess." Dean said. He leaned forward and kissed Castiel lightly. "Come on, let's go mingle." Dean suggested with a cheeky grin. Castiel went back to where he put down his drink and picked it up, taking a long sip of the beer. Dean looked over and saw Benny enter the house and Dean smiled widely. "Hey! Benny made it! I'm gonna go say hi." Dean said as he peeled himself away from Castiel. Castiel looked around and suddenly had an urgent need to go to the bathroom.

Castiel wandered around the house they were in, searching for a bathroom. His eyes were fuzzy, and he staggered down the hall with difficulty. 'What is going on with me? Why can't I do anything?' Castiel wondered to himself as he reached a doorway. He pulled the door open and stumbled into the room, delighted in the fact that it was, indeed, a bathroom. Castiel was just about to close the door, when a person came in behind him and wrapped their arms around Castiel's waist from behind. Castiel smiled in the haze he felt, figuring it was Dean.

"Hello, Dean." He said roughly, leaning back. The fuzz in his mind somehow cleared enough to realize how short the person was behind him, and how the last time he checked, Dean didn't have breasts. "You're…not Dean." He accused as he turned around to meet the smirking face of Meg.

"I'm not Dean, Clarence. But he's gonna wish he was here." Meg purred as she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. Castiel felt a part of his mind protest, but the rest of his confused and strangely horny mind only wanted the heat of another body next to his. Castiel moaned obscenely and held the body close to his, his hands trying to find purchase on some skin, somewhere. He would have found something, until he heard a sudden and startled gasp. Castiel pulled away with lust filled eyes and turned to look at the doorway.

"C…Cas?" Dean whispered as a tear ran down his face. Castiel furrowed his brow in confusion.

"Dean? I-" He began before Meg lunged forward and kissed him again, and Castiel couldn't stop the loud groan that escaped his mouth as a renewed heat spread through him. Castiel faintly heard the door slam shut, but he had his hands up Meg's shirt by that time, looking for some skin to touch. Meg's leg hitched around his waist as Castiel pushed her against the bathroom wall. His coordination was shot and instead they tumbled to the ground together, Castiel's eyes wide and almost completely black in lust.

"I told you brotha, that Novak guy was nothing but trouble." Benny told Dean from the side of the slammed shut bathroom door. Dean had tears now running down his face.

"You were right, Benny. Oh god you were so right. Thank you for telling me he was here. I…I'm gonna go home. Can you take Jo and Charlie home in your car?" Dean asked, sniffing hard, trying to compose himself for just a little bit longer. Benny nodded sympathetically.

"A course I can. You get on home, ya hear?" Benny commanded, and Dean surged forward and hugged his best friend.

"Thank you so much Benny. I shouldn't have doubted you." Dean whispered. Benny clapped him on the back once before Dean descended down the stairs. Michael peeked out of the room adjacent to the bathroom and grinned.

"Did he see Castiel and Meg?" Michael asked excitedly, and Benny nodded.

"Yeah, I did just like you told me. You spiked Cas' drink, I assume?" Benny said, crossing his arms. Michael waved his hand in dismissal.

"It was easy. When they thought I was apologizing, I just slipped the tablet in. He never knew what hit him." Michael said deviously. Benny looked at the ground momentarily.

"Did…did we do the right thing?" Benny asked, and Michael nodded.

"Of course we did. Dean and Castiel couldn't be together, you know that." Michael chided, and Benny sighed.

"Yeah…"

Dean could barely see the road as he drove home, the stinging tears in his eyes blurring the way.

"That asshole! That motherfucking whore!" Dean shouted, his anger and sadness colliding. "He thinks that everything revolves around him, that fucker. He thinks he can do anything he wants just because he's a Novak and he's Castiel!" Dean growled his now ex-boyfriend's name. Dean turned sharply on to the road he needed to be on, a few honks alerting him of his speed.

Dean gripped the wheel tightly, so tightly that his knuckles were turning white. His foot pounded on the gas in rage as his vision turned red.

Then, his entire vision went white as a blaring truck horn screamed at him from the side. He barely had time to look to the side before the truck slammed into the side of the Impala, and his vision ceased to exist, blackness and a cold feeling of numbness taking his body by storm as he slipped into forced unconsciousness.