An: It's short, but it's what I got today... so... (this is emotionally taxing ;D)

When Dean gets back to the hospital later that night, Castiel is sleeping. He's glad to see he's on the list of people allowed to visit, but he has so many questions for the kid. Plus he's curious about what the cops are doing, how Cas's evaluation went and when he'll be released. He makes sure no one's around and grabs Castiel's chart off the foot of the bed, his curiosity getting the better of him.

He scans down the page glossing over the non-important parts, it's says he has a total of 40 stitches and that his stomach was pumped. Dean figured that was probably 20 stitches per arm, the information causing nausea to settle in the pit of his stomach. Cas had taken a bunch of pain killers to numb himself before hand so he didn't feel it, but Dean had no clue how the guy made it from his house to the apartment while bleeding so profusely. It must have been pure adrenalin or maybe will power, since he said he had changed his mind.

Dean sits watching over the kid, his mind working even thought starring off into space. Eventually, Cas woke up shortly after his food tray was brought in.

"You came back," he blinks at Dean.

"I told you I would, Cas," Dean smirks at him, "You hungry? They brought your food."

Castiel sits up more, looking over the tray on the rolling table thing in disinterest. He ends up just grabbing his lime jello and starts eating it slowly. "I suppose you would like an explanation," he starts around bites.

"Only if you're up to it," Dean fixes him with a look.

"As I'll ever be," he sighs. "It seems silly…"

"I doubt it."

"Well to start, my mother was in a catholic hospital in her teen years because she would have these visions… I'm still not clear on that part, no one ever told me much, but my father was one of the doctors there who was also a priest."

"He took advantage of her," Dean offers.

"Yes, she was very young then… barely 17, but she got better for us…" They're silent for a beat before he continues on with the story, "I used to have a brother, Jimmy…" Cas begins in a monotone, "No one really knew about him, because he was always ill… When he died mother started to slip again." He inhales, idly playing with his spoon, "She started to believe that I was him and he was a demon…"

"Why?" Dean asks in confusion.

"Did I not mention…" Cas thinks for a moment, "We where twins."

"Oh."

"In her mind the only way to prevent the demon from coming out was by," he falters, "Performing acts on Thursday's to pray that the angel Castiel would stay him off."

"That's who you're named after and why Thursday's where different."

Castiel nods at the statement, "He's the angel of Thursday, the day Jimmy passed away."

"What kind of acts?" Dean adds, not sure he really wants to know as sadly further clouds Cas's normally bright eyes.

He clears his throat, "Prayers, lashings… anything she could think of that could be torn from my flesh." Cas lips quirk as if he's debating if he should continue, "She would make up these symbols that would represent certain things, that's what I had left in the bathroom… that night."

Dean wets his lips as if to speak, but can't find the words to say.

"I know you're probably wondering why I didn't fight back, I am stronger then her…" Cas sighs, "Four years is a long time," he starts, "I suppose I was still hoping that, by some miracle she would get better or if I obeyed she'd stop."

Silently Dean takes hold of Cas's hand, it was hard to believe all the shit this kid had gone through. "What about this?" Dean pulls the necklace out from under his shirt, revealing the hand talisman.

"Hasma hand," he tentatively reaches out and fingers the little symbol. "It's used in various religions; to ward off evil it, has different meanings… I always liked the idea of reincarnation…" Cas smiles sadly, "It suits you."

Dean nods, his jaw set, "How'd the evaluation go?" he questions after a beat, looking the boy in the eyes.

Castiel stares back, "It could've been worse," he starts, "I regretted it and sought help so…" he sighs tiredly, "They're being a bit more lenient."

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