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Chapter Ten
Surprisingly Sam's recovery was sped up big time with that small amount of grace infused that Dean found himself wondering why Cas hadn't done it from the beginning. He still wasn't out of the woods yet though. He still had to fight two other illnesses and one of their treatments was causing his nose to bleed profusely. Still he had way more color in his face than he had in the last forty eight hours and his vitals were improving more. Cas stayed beside the bed and refused to move, even when the nurses exasperatedly asked him to and eventually the doctors allowed him twenty four hour access up until they discharged him.
Dean was more worried about Cas's mental state though. Now that it was obvious who exposed him to these germs, Cas had been taken it rather hard and nothing him or Bobby said would change anything. It got to the point that Gabriel just rolled his eyes and told them to leave the baby alone to mope about his poor boyfriend even though that same boyfriend was saved thanks to Cas's brilliant intervention.
It seemed that no matter what though, Cas didn't want to hear it.
"You bitched before about not being able to heal him Cas, you healed him this time. Thanks to you he is okay." Dean tried telling him. Sam was in the middle of REM sleep as far as Dean could tell and was happy with it since it meant that his little brother was out of the coma. People in comas didn't have that.
"This is different, the baby healed me first," Cas quickly shot in before Dean could even go on. He only rolled his eyes as Cas continued. "I always hurt him one way or another. Why is it that he's with me?"
"Because he loves you Cas. You should know by now that love is why he won't leave you either-"
"Is it really? If everybody loved their spouses then why do they still get divorced? If people still loved, why is it that they often more than not cheat? Is that how you plainly put it, show love?" Dean was really irritated with Cas already and this wasn't helping matters. He would have went on except for the fact that Sam started twitching in his sleep and acted like he was going to pull the tube out.
"Sam you will hurt yourself far more if you do that," Cas tried explaining to him. Sam didn't seem to care.
It took both Cas and Dean to hold back a slightly confused and disoriented Sam until he calmed down enough to leave things alone. And once he did, he sluggishly looked up at them as though waiting for an explanation of why he couldn't talk.
"Sam you were sick, you had a complication of the flu," Dean told him, patting his wrist. "It'll take some recovering time but you are going to be fine, okay?"
Sam nodded.
Dean quickly wrapped a quilt around Sam that Cas had bought to make him warmer than these darn thin hospital blankets and tucked it in. Sam laid back and almost instantly fell asleep. He seemed to be staying conscious for one more reason and as soon as Cas gave him a small warm kiss on the lips, he fell asleep with a smile on his face. At that Dean turned back to Cas with a smug grin.
"See, he loves you and he's not mad." He thought about the grace thing though and decided there had to be a better time to bring that up. "Tell him everything when he's not in the hospital though."
"You really think he'd be scared to find out he has a piece of my grace within him?" Cas asked curiously.
"Number one, don't say it like that! I think I threw up in my mouth just now," Dean added, wiping his face. "Second, a person isn't going to take it well to find out they have been 'touched by an angel' sort of thing anyways."
Cas nodded as though he got it. Dean didn't have the time to explain it in baby terms for the angel since Gabriel took that opportunity to show up. He was his stoic smirking self and Dean should have hated it except he didn't entirely. Sighing, he got up and left the angels to themselves. There was no way he was staying with the angel around to annoy him.
Sam was able to move to a nasal cannula two days later and even then Cas made sure to stay within his sight even when he was asleep. Sadly enough, it seemed like the younger Winchester had developed some sort of anxiety where he would start to hyperventilate if Cas wasn't there, even if Cas was in the room.
"Sam, Cas is holding your hand, he's right beside you," Dean was finally able to get Sam to calm down enough although he didn't go back to sleep like the elder brother quite hoped.
Instead, he attempted to get impossibly closer if that was at all possible. Cas sighed and held as much of him as he could. He didn't understand why Sam was now being so needy. This wasn't how Sam was before the illness, he had been independent and if not a little big headed. It was okay though since Cas was willing to work with that and he would make this new Sam work as well.
It seemed to only be getting worse especially when one of the nurses tried to remove Cas from the room in order to take him to get an MRI. Sam didn't seem to want to have any of that and showed his disagreement through the most childish thing that Dean could not comprehend his brother even doing.
"He bit me," the nurse stated shocked.
Dean rolled his eyes but didn't comment, letting her leave to tell the doctor more than likely. He was more concerned about Sam's new dependence on Cas and the fact that he was becoming just a little bit violent.
"Sam you need the MRI! You had pneumonia, the flu and that cold thingy-" he found he could only come up with that to explain Sam's angelic illness vulnerability but it seemed to work for now. "It was because of the swelling in your brain that caused all your breathing issues and we want to make sure it isn't permanent."
Sam just shook his head and stubbornly held onto Cas's waist as though he thought Cas would disappear. Dean heaved a sigh before trying to get Cas to let go and stop endorsing one of Sam's childish games. This was not helping him to get better. But the angel didn't seem to find it in his heart to deny this of the younger hunter, even shaking his head when Dean gave him a hard glare for not listening the first time.
"Dean I can't. He doesn't want." He paused seeing that Sam was slowly closing his eyes once again. "He is doing better with me nearby. I can't cause his heart to break-"
"You're not, you're being a great boyfriend by listening to me so that we could find out Sam's problems and don't say it's because of the tiny bit of grace alright!"
Cas paused and Dean almost snorted in disbelief but before he could continue in what he was saying, he found himself interrupted by the arrival of Gabriel. He rolled his eyes. Of course the angel had to one up everyone in the room and that made him glad that no one was there to witness this because they would be freaked out.
"Dean, the grace has nothing to do with it," Gabriel finally said after observing what was going on. Dean looked at him as though he was finding that hard to believe and Cas was slowly cradling Sam in his arms, hoping to somehow keep him calm so he didn't wake up like that again. "If his body would have rejected it, then it would have torn itself from his body already. On the plus side it didn't but maybe Sam is just subconsciously picking up on all our feelings. I mean he almost truly died. Again."
"You know what? That is it!" Dean finally had it with the angel. Before he could continue to hit the angel like he had wanted to and before Bobby could bark at the idjits for arguing like this in front of Sam, the younger brother let out a whimper, no doubt hearing all the angry voices in the room.
"If you both can't get along, get out," Cas ordered out of the blue. Dean glared but realized that in some way, Cas was only trying to do what was best for Sam. He was trying to keep him happy like Dean had wanted Sam to be knowing he had picked Cas in the first place. He hadn't known why he picked an angel out of all people but he knew that it didn't matter anymore.
"I have a bone to pick with you," Dean finally said in a hard but low voice so Sam couldn't hear the malice it held.
Gabriel just grinned up at him.
"Anytime princess. You want to pick where we pick the bones as well?"
If he could, Dean swore he would kill the angel.
"Zachariah."
The angel in turn smirked over to Cas and didn't even bother to hide any malice he had held for this particular angel. Cas was the one that was left behind when every other angel was either promoted or given destinies. Cas was always singled out of everything else as well but not without reason. No. Lucifer could have turned the simpleton of an angel's mind had Lucifer been around much longer than he had and even though it was such a nice save, it didn't stop them from believing Cas would be the one to end them all.
It was turning true and just looking at the soon to be father, Zachariah could see he wasn't the hardened angel that he had previously ordered around. This angel was growing up and becoming independent. Now he probably thought he was being ambiguous what with fucking the younger Winchester's brains out and bringing about a son with more power in his pinky then Cas seemed to carry in his body.
"Castiel, huh, you're the angel that we've been looking for."
Cas didn't seem all that worried and that annoyed him out of everything else. Angels used to fear him before Cas went and did the impossible. Now it seemed to encourage more to rebel because if Castiel, a rebel angel could find love and have such a great child, why couldn't anyone else do it?
"I don't have enough time to pick bones with you Zachariah. My boyfriend seems to have developed a state of unrest if I am away for too long."
Zachariah smiled brightly all of a sudden.
"How's it going then?"
"I don't get how it is going? What do you mean-" Zachariah suddenly wondered why the Winchesters were so taken with this naïve angel. He didn't know a thing and yet he was going to be a daddy. Something every other angel who has been trying out the prophecy for more than a millennia had failed to do.
"So how's fucking the mindless brains of a Winchester going?"
"I don't get that either. Fucking would mean I'm just lusting after his body which I am not, mindless would also mean that he isn't smart. And I'm not doing anything with his brains if that's what you were meaning. I love him, I know that now. I didn't really have an idea but I do love him wholeheartedly and losing my daughter taught me to take the good with the bad. Sacrifices are worth everything for the one you love-"
"Castiel, Castiel, you speak blasphemy! How could you love a mere mortal when you are not? Castiel we will forgive you and let you come back in open rank if you so much as leave that Winchester abomination! I swear that you will get whatever you wish after you swear you will-"
"I don't have to do anything. I may have rebelled against heaven but God did say to love humans more than him. I love humans but I'm in love with Sam. It's strange feeling this but I love the feeling. I won't go another century without this. I couldn't."
"If that is the way it'll be-" Zachariah choked and looked shocked that anybody could get the slip on him. Dean just pulled the sword out and covered his eyes until it died down.
"You angels always did have a dramatic death," Dean said jokingly.
Cas didn't say anything for the longest time and looking over he knew that Cas missed being in heaven and missed being amongst those who were like him. He was given up a lot for love and he also knew that it was Cas's choice. He wants to be with Sam so he wasn't going to fight this issue for once. If what Cas said was true, then he was going to let it be.
And he would damn any angel who thought otherwise.
Sam whined once again and grabbed onto Cas's wrist making the angel lean forward. Sighing the angel had Sam move over and then laid as much as he could beside him without letting Sam fall off. It proved incredibly easy when he felt hands clasp around his waist and realized he was just wanting to be closer. Again.
Dean had given up since then though and if Cas had a say in it, Dean would have never tried to cause his brother any anxiety. It did get old though having a clingy Sam wanting to hold onto him almost all the time. The only time he got away was when he was sedated for another test and the nurses definitely didn't want to risk being bit again.
"Sam I knew you went through a traumatic event but if you don't open up, I can't help you," Cas told him wondering if Sam would open up then. The other just snuggled in closer, if it were possible and seemed to be fighting tears. Turning to Dean, the elder brother just shrugged.
"He has always been so dramatic. Let him cry, whine, and sniffle until you get tired of Sam being CLINGY and beg for your NORMAL boyfriend back."
Cas frowned at how Dean was wording it and Bobby hit Dean in the back of the head with a rolled up newspaper without even looking up. It was really uncalled for but Dean didn't seem to care. He didn't know what was up with his brother but they had ruled out brain damage and said he was just taking the incident really bad. Some people bit it down, others cried constantly, and others were just clingy to the point that they were afraid of losing everyone they loved.
"I think someone should just WAKE UP and realize that there is STILL an apocalypse. What are we going to do when LUCIFER decides to put us all in DANGER!"
"DEAN!" Both Bobby and Cas found that highly unacceptable and mean but it didn't make Dean any less sorry. He wasn't going to quit until he made Sam realize that he wasn't going to lose Cas if that was what he was afraid of. Sam was going to be okay and Cas wasn't going to ever go away if he had a choice.
"Sam, come on, Sam," Dean went on ignoring Cas's plea. "We all love you man, and you won't lose Cas. You aren't LOSING Cas Sam!"
Bobby was tired of Dean goading Sam and even Cas looked like he was thinking about getting up. Dean waved them off and would have stopped until he saw Sam looking more alert than he had in days. He quickly let a hand fall to his forehead. Sam wasn't being a baby or doing this for attention. He wasn't even doing it for some stupid medical reason. Sam was afraid to lose Cas, plain and simple. He didn't know why unless-Dean's eyes widened slightly with sorrow. Sam most likely heard that Cas had been sick at one point and that Sam was really sick with the same virus, to the point of dying. In Sam's mind, he probably saw himself losing Cas and normally he would have expressed it better but he's been sick and he is pregnant so with all the hormones inside him, Sam turned to being clingy and whining when he thought Cas was going to leave him. In his mind, Cas leaving meant that there was a possibility that he would go away forever. And he'd be damned if that didn't get to him.
"Sam," he quickly grabbed Sam's wrist despite Cas glaring at him and warning him to stop. "Look at me, look at me. That's good. You aren't losing Cas. He's right here Sam and he may have to do a mission, he may have to stop certain demons to keep you safe but he's not going to die. You know why Sam?" Sam shook his head and both Cas and Bobby looked over at him in shock. "I'm your brother Sam and because I love you so, so much, I'm going to always help keep Cas safe for you. He won't die as long as I am around to keep both of you safe. Okay Sam? I'm going to protect both of you so you won't have to worry about him anymore. Go to sleep and when you wake up, you can talk to Cas like you want to without any interruptions."
Sam nodded, and although he continued holding onto Cas, it wasn't as tightly and his dreams didn't seem to plague him as much. Cas frowned. He would have given anything to tell Sam that he wouldn't be gone nor that he would go away but unlike Dean he couldn't find himself lying to Sam's face knowing just how scared Sam was now to lose him. Because telling the truth would lead to Sam crying again and not allowing him from sight. Telling him the truth would make him realize that even Cas himself was in danger of dying. He just couldn't do that. He couldn't tell him the truth.
But he didn't know how to lie either.
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