It had been 4 days since Castiel and Dean separated, since then they avoided each other, Dean staying inside or going to the shop to work, Castiel staying in the church until the late hours before returning home to an empty house. Jess came to visit and Dean decided to tell her what had happened.

Jess looked down sadly as Dean told her what happened and she rested a hand on his arm.

"I'm so sorry".

"It's fine, I guess…it was always going to end in complete disaster wasn't it".

Dean sighed and went upstairs as he went to get a shower and changed to join them downstairs, Sam watching him closely.

"There is something up with him and I know you know what's going on, so spill" he whispered to Jess who rolled her eyes at him.

"If I tell you, you will freak and confront him"

"Now you have to tell me! I promise you I won't, I'll be reasonable".

Dean watched as Jess whispered in his ear and Sam go pale and look at her and then at Dean shocked.

"You have got to be joking! Please tell me you're joking!" he shouted and looked between them.

"You told him!"

"He's your brother; he deserves the right to know!"

"Wait...you told my girlfriend but not your own brother!"

"She found out! She's very clever and I would of told you but…it's difficult, it just happened!"

"You and Castiel…together?"

"Yes, well we were, it's over now though".

Jess raised her eyebrows and looked away and he noticed frowning at her.

"What!"

"Nothing…I just don't think it's over for you two just yet".

"What you a psychic now?"

Jess started to protest when he held up a hand and stopped her as he grabbed his keys and muttered he was going to get a drink. He drove to town and intended to get very drunk as he parked and went to find a bar.

"Whiskey" he said to the barmaid who raised her eyebrows and nodded. The first drink turned too many as he got very drunk.

"Another" he said slamming his hand down.

"No, we're closing, get out".

He glared at her as she looked him up and down. "Whatever!".

He stumbled out of the bar and looked around the deserted street and at his car as he considered driving. He sighed as he fumbled with his keys and knew the walk back was about half an hour away.

When he eventually arrived back he patted his pocket and groaned, he had lost the house keys somewhere and it was now 1am in the morning as he pulled the vodka bottle that he bought out his pocket and stumbled through as he looked around the place and bit his lip in an attempt to keep quiet.

He sat down with a sigh on the side of the road as he swigged it back and closed his eyes letting the numb feeling flow through him.

Castiel was lying in bed wide awake as he lay on Dean's side of it ignoring the lonely feeling that crept up and told him to get used to it, this was forever. He heard a noise outside like a bottle hitting the floor and went to the window to see a figure sitting on the sidewalk, a very familiar figure.

He sighed deeply and pulled on random clothing as he went downstairs and outside to see him.

"Dean, what are you doing?".

A startled Dean spun around and looked up at him confused.

"Cas? What...what are you doing here?"

"You are sat outside my house".

Dean squinted and looked behind him and then groaned. "Oh just brilliant, the one house I sit outside and it's yours! Right I'm going somewhere else then!".

He pushed himself up and stumbled back, Castiel reaching out and grabbing his wrist to steady in.

"How much have you drank?"

"Oh…millions I think? And this!" he said and held up the vodka bottle as Cas looked at it and looked at him in disapproval.

"Why would you do that? Give me it".

"Ha no way" he said and held it away chuckling.

Castiel shaking his head as he pulled him so he stumbled again and snatched it.

"Oi! That's mine!" Dean protested pouting as he reached for it.

"You are very drunk Dean, you've had enough so this is now mine, go home and sober up".

"I can't…keys gone, Sam and Jessica in bed so" he shrugged.

"So what you going to wander around all night?"

"Yep, can't wait so let me go, it's against the rules" Dean said and nodded at Cas' hand still around his wrist.

"What rules?"

"The rules of you and me, this is forbidden now so yeah" he said and pulled back but too hard as he nearly fell over before Cas rushed forward and caught him.

"You are a mess right now; do you really think I am going to let you wander the streets like this?"

"Yes?"

Castiel groaned annoyed and tugged him inside the house and shut the door behind them.

"Living room, you can sleep this off" he ordered.

Dean smirking amused. "Oh we're breaking the rules!"

"We broke them long ago, come on" he muttered as he tugged him and pushed him on the couch, Dean sighing as he let his head hit the pillow and looked up at him.

"Can I have my vodka back now?"

"No way, I am getting you some water…stay there, don't move!"

"Oh orders now" he laughed as he settled down and closed his eyes.

Castiel sighing as his heart beat out a broken beat and he didn't know how much he missed him, he was used to seeing him and being near him every day. He got the water and went back to him as he nudged him awake and handed it to him.

"This is disgusting, what is it?"

"Water".

He grimaced in disgust as he handed it back to him, Cas putting it on the floor and looking back up at him as Dean peered back.

"Why you helping me?"

"Why wouldn't I help you? You are drunk and needed help".

"No, I was fine, I would of slept in the street for a bit…cuddling a vodka bottle for warmth…which is gone, where is my bottle!"

Castiel sighed and put a hand over his mouth to shut him up. "You are annoying drunk Dean".

"Yeah well you still love me" he muttered underneath it as he closed his eyes feeling sleepy.

Cas looked down and removed his hand from his mouth and nodded in agreement. "You aren't going to be sick are you?"

"Mmm, no!"

Dean turned away and sighed as he fell into a quick sleep, Cas watching him for a moment as he stood up and looked at the time, he gave it a few hours before he woke up with a hangover or wanting to be sick. He wouldn't even realise or notice as Cas leaned down and kissed his temple lightly.

"Night Dean".

~0~

Dean woke to bright light as he covered his face and groaned loudly. Castiel looking over to him amused as he put a cup of coffee next to him.

"Cas?"

"Do you not remember?"

Dean froze for a moment as he thought back and nodded, then regretted the action as he turned away.

"I feel like I'm dying, what the hell did I drink?"

"Vodka and whiskey from what I could smell".

"Oh I don't care, don't talk, don't even breathe, it hurts too much" he mumbled and turned away and buried his face in the couch.

"It's your own fault" Castiel muttered and turned to look at him again as Dean looked over to him annoyed.

"Shut up now and be useful by getting me a lot of headache tablets".

Castiel returned and chucked them over to him as he sat up groaning and squinted at him.

"Cas, if you love me, will you shut them" he muttered nodding at the curtains.

He frowned annoyed at the words as he shut them anyway.

"I am going to be out all day; I want you gone when I return".

Dean looked up at him and Castiel seen the flash of pain at his words as he nodded and then looked away as he took the tablets.

"Well?" Dean said as Castiel nodded and walked out as he headed to the church.

Dean curling up in a ball as his stomach churned and he went to sleep, to sleep off the hangover. Castiel was near the church when he seen Jess run towards him.

"Please tell me you've seen Dean!"

"Yes, he is at mine with a nasty hangover".

She sighed and brought out her phone as she called Sam.

"Yes, found him well no, not really…he is at Castiel's…Sam! Stop it now…well maybe it was his decision…where are you now? Okay I'm coming to get you" she said and hung up the phone.

"Thanks Cas" she smiled and hurried off. He watched after her and felt guilty as he prayed he wasn't being watched right now.

It hit 4pm when Castiel decided to go home and close up after a long day.

"Afternoon father!" a woman called over as he smiled at her.

He walked in and shook his head as he seen Dean still asleep on the couch. He grabbed hold of the door and slammed it, watching him as he woke up and fell off the couch. Cas biting back his laughter as he looked at him.

"You are still here I see".

"Every time I moved I felt like I was going to throw up, so excuse me from wanting to prevent that and wanting to sleep it off!"

Dean got up and took a deep breath as he steadied himself and walked out of the room brushing past him.

"Thanks for last night, you didn't have to",

"Yes I did".

Dean swallowed and looked at the front door. "Well…thanks anyway".

He glanced back at him as he left the house, Castiel moaning a little in pain as the ache reappeared at him leaving as he sat on the stairs, the emptiness greeting him. He got up and walked into the living room and looked around as he went to the couch and sat down, it was still warm and he could still smell him.

"Am I doing the right thing?"

Dean was walking through the village and breathing in the fresh air gladly as he looked up at the setting sun he had missed all day sadly as he looked forward to food and a shower. He heard a car behind him as he moved to the side and carried on, but then stopped confused as he looked back to it.

It looked like it was following him but maybe he was being crazy he thought as he carried on walking. He heard car doors open and two men in suits step out.

"Dean Winchester?"

"Yeah? Do I know you?"

They approached him with smiles as one addressed him. "No, but we need you I'm afraid".

"What…" he started and was cut off as the man pulled out a syringe and plunged into his neck, clear liquid being injected into him.

His gasp was silent as he looked at it in shock and slumped forward as they caught him and dragged him to the car and put him in the back looking around for witnesses. They got into the front as they looked back at the now unconscious Dean.

"Call him!" he hissed to the other man as he pulled out his phone.

"It's me…yeah we have him, no harm? Okay".

"No harm and the old place again, this one is going to regret ever crossing Zachariah".

They drove out the village, Dean unconscious and Castiel completely unaware to what was about to happen to Dean.

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