"No!" the nurse exclaimed frightened, shaking his head in denial, trying the alarm again. The alarm wasn't going to go off no matter how many times the nurse pulled, because what everyone didnt know was that Sam had followed Dean. He had seen the comotion through the window and cut the alarm that was wired throughout the hospital. Sam was grinning seeing everyones confused looks. Dean was looking relieved and the nurse just looked frightened. The nurse tried one more time pulling down on the red switch, but to no avail. He took one look at Dean craddling Cas who had fallen to the ground and took to his heels and ran off, too frightened to fight against the protective Dean who was looking 10 times more formidable than usual. Dean glared after the attendee's retreating figure, glad he hadn't started anything. Dean wasn't in the mood and would have probably teared the guy limb from limb without meaning to.
Dean patted Cas on the cheek, (as one does when trying to rouse someone) but to no avail, Cas was dead to the world, stone hard unconscious.
Dean knew he didn't have much time before the nurse came back with reinforcements. So he got up from the floor, Cas slung across his shoulders, and made it out of the hospital bumping into someone who was standing in the doorway.
"Watch it buddy!" said Dean getting on the offense, ready for attack from a potential threat.
"Dean."
"How did this guy know his name?" Dean thought confused, "Though this guy did sound familar."
"Dean, its me."
"Who's me." thought Dean, Then it clicked, "That sounded like Sammy, but what was Sam doing here." Dean at last looked up taking in that ginormous stature, "Yes it was in fact his brother."
"Sam, what are you doing here?"
"I Kinda Followed you. I was worried and I had to see if you were okay. That you weren't going to do something stupid. When you stopped here I was going to go back to the motel honest, but then I realised you might need me afterwards, for brotherly support after visiting Cas. So I stayed here waiting for you to come out. Then I heard some noise and I saw you were in way over your head, so I decided to help, using a pair of pliers I found in the trunk."
"That was you who cut the alarm."
"Yes."
"Thanks."
"Don't mention it."
"Um Sam?"
"Yeah."
"Cas is kinda heavy, so can we fast forward this "moment" we're having and get him in the car"
"We're taking him with us?"
"No, I just broke him out to see the flowers, of course we're taking him with us."
"Dean, do you think this is the wisest choice."
"He was suffering in there Sam, almost gone, but he got better when I came in, more himself ya know."
"Dean, we can't help him. We've already tried and look were it got us."
"It's diffrent this time, trust me. I can help him get better."
"Dean."
"Please... Just... Trust me."
"Fine, two days. That's all you're getting. If he hasn't visibly improve by then we're taking him back."
"Thanks Sam. Now help me carry this him to the car. I swear I've carried elephants lighter than this" said Dean, but it was less of an insult and more as a way of Dean saying he was happy Cas had gained weight, returning to a healthy weight range during his stay. It looked like that maybe things were getting better after all.
# #~##
"Where am I?" questioned Cas disorientated.
"Dean?" Asked Cas still blurry.
"Dean!"
"Shhh Cas, I'm right here okay?"
Cas calmed down, relaxing back onto the pillows, his head still spinning. Cas staring at the dirty motel roof, he raised his arms to the roof and started slowly waving his hands around, giggling, "They were blurry, bright shapes" Cas thought. "Colours of the rainbow, blurring around, like a slow motion movie."
"Sam, what did you give Cas?" asked Dean, noticing Cas wasn't behaving like his usual self.
"I don't know, A little out of that bottle, A little of out of this bottle." replied Sam holding up the bottles of pills as evidence "I just followed the instructions I swiped from Cas's file. As not to send his body into shock, from withdrawal."
"Well what ever you gave him it wasn't the right amount" said Dean indicating to Cas who was waving his hands around and giggling, laying in bed, trying to touch the roof, commenting on all the "pretty colours" ever so often.
"Hey Dean, come and look at all the pretty colours. Dean, they're so bright and... Bootiful... Very very very very very. Very. bootiful... Hey Dean... Hey Dean... Hey Dean."
"What?"
"Dean, Dean, Deannny, Deannnn, Deanoo, Dean"
"What!"
"The colours want you to play with me"
"Deeeeean"
"The colours want you to kiss me again"
"Deannnnnnn.
Deannnnnnn!
Kiss me again!" Said Cas sitting up, cross legged, looking eager like a child who's had too much sugar, and now was really hypo.
Dean flushed bright red, "Maybe later Cas" said Dean "I think you should get some rest"
But Deeeeeeaaaaannnnn I'm not tired, Deeeeaaaaaannnnn! Lets go on an adventure Dean! Let's see the stars Dean! Let's fly to the stars Dean! Visit my brothers and sisters Dean! Maybe father will come as well, he loves the stars Dean! Deeeeaaannn will you take me to see the stars, Dean!" said Castiel questioning serious expression on his face.
"Sure Cas" said Dean, trying to hold back laughter at his usual stotic angel behaving so irrationally "I'll take you to see the stars, if you go to sleep and take a rest."
"Okay." complied Cas laying back yawning.
"Hey Sam?"
"Yes buddy?"
"Deans going to take me to see the stars."
"I heard."
"Pretty, pretty, pretty stars. Aren't stars pretty Sam? The most pretty? Aren't stars the most pretty Sam? "
"Sure Cas, stars are" Sam sighed "pretty."
"Now c'mon Cas close your eyes, and (hopefully this will wear off when you wake up thought Dean) tomorrow I'll take you to see the stars"
"Sam too?"
"Sam too."
"Good, we wouldn't like to forget Sam, make you sad. Stars get sad too when you sad, sad, sad, sad, sleepy sleepy sleep, sad" Cas fell asleep, crashing after the pills had finally wore off.
"Is he going to be okay Sam?" asked Dean quietly.
"I don't know Dean. I don't know. I told you we should have left him there"
"Maybe you are right, maybe I'm being selfish, and we should take him back tommorow, to a nice place where he can get all the help he needs."
"Dean?" Cas called out in his sleep, rolling onto his back, a nightmare inflicting itself upon Cas, another side effect of the strange pills it appeared.
"Dean!"
"Cas, I'm right here. I'm right here" hushed Dean getting in to the bed next to Cas to comfort him and still his cries. Cas cuddled up to Dean, his body loosing all the tension and relaxing back into sleep, a familiar presence by his side to still his troubled mind.
"So Dean" Sam said cautiously "Finally stop pussy footing around and admit you have feelings for Cas I see."
"Shut up." said Dean throwing a pillow at Sam.
Sam was trying not to laugh "It's sure been long enough, what is it? 5 years now, since you met Cas?"
"6 years."
"What? I didn't hear that."
"Its been 6 years okay."
"I gotta wonder, its been bothering me, how long have you been in love with him out of those "6 years" and not telling him. It would have saved you all a lot of pain if you admitted it sooner, and saved all the awkward moments of me having to endure you guys eye-fucking across the room."
"We did not "eye-fuck" across the room."
"This picture had to say different" said Sam pulling out a photo that had fallen out of Cas's pocket whilst moving his clothes, a photo that Sam had taken a long time ago whilst Castiel was still an angel. Sam had found a camera at a thrift sale, and was fiddling around with it taking photo's when Dean and Cas weren't looking as a joke, trying to capture them with weird expressions on their faces to use against Dean later. But when developed the photo's had turned out different then expected, revealing an unrealised attraction that both men held were secretly harbouring for each other. Sam didn't understand what he was looking at then, that he was staring at pictures that were evidence of people in love. When they all thought Cas had died in that lake Dean had burned all the photos. But Cas had secretly taken a photo before he had taken in the leviathans. Castiel had wanted it because it was "a nice photo" so he took it, not questioning why he liked it so much, but now knowing because it showed them unguarded, conversing freely. Dean had a small smile on his face, explaining to Cas what the phrase "Cat got your tongue" meant, and how it didn't actually mean a cat has got your tongue. Cas was mirroring Dean's stance and smile, not completely understanding what Dean was saying, but listening to Dean attentively anyway, interested in everything he had to say, even if he didn't understand it all.
Dean threw another pillow at Sam, wondering himself how long he had liked Cas like this, realising it was probably right from the start. He turned into Cas making him cuddle closer. Dean was trying to make Sam shut up by hiding his head, feeling Cas's warm breathe on his face.
"Do you know right before Cas sank into this depression he admitted something to me? concerning you" Sam started.
"What?" asked Dean unfathomably.
"Well, he told me, the reason he fell." said Sam pausing unsure if he should be telling Dean this.
"What? don't leave me hanging here."
"Well, maybe it not my place to say."
"Just spill it Sam."
"Well, he told me the reason he fell was ... Well, because, he was in love with you."
"He fell because he was in love with me." Dean repeated feeling guilty looking over to the sleeping Cas wrapped up in his arms. "Cas had fallen because of him."
Sam saw the look on Dean's face and he knew he said the wrong thing, "Damn it" he thought. It had been praying on his mind all this time but sometimes he didn't know when to shut up and keep it to himself.
Dean tried to move away but Cas was still holding on to him tightly so Dean relented, laying there, worrying, thoughts going over and over in his head, of how he had ruined Cas's life and how he was the reason Cas had lost his grace.