A/Ns: Many, many thanks to my regular reviewers. Seeing you guys like this story makes me happy and I hope I can keep it that way. Although I originally wrote this in spite to all the Dean+Cas hate I have been getting on my other fics and anon hate on my Tumblr, I decided to keep going because of you guys! You're where it really counts. Thanks again.

Also, I still haven't gotten any ideas for the Becky chapter (since I was late again), so I haven't started on it yet. If you have any thoughts or suggestions please let me know.

Friendly reminder that updates have been changed to Fridays.

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The anger welling up inside of Dean is almost too much to bear. What kind of family would… could do such a thing to another family member. Dean can't imagine what Mr. Hiserly is feeling right now. Being an outcast or even thrown out is one thing, but for his family to go so far as to murder him for something as petty as money is something he can't wrap his mind around. Sure, his dad, Sam, and him have had their differences in the past. He's still a little pissed with Sam for the whole office talk the other day, but now it seems so mundane to what his patient must be going through.

If it's true.

Dean's had enough experience on dealing with patients with family problems in the past, but he's met the Hiserly's and from what he's seen he wouldn't put it past them at this point. It does seem odd that his patient would want to see a lawyer before Will and the kids, but given the current circumstances he thinks it's understandable. There's also no telling how long Sam spent with Ted, but he would be surprised if they waited too long before getting Dean. So much drama for one patient isn't out of the ordinary, but it's definitely not what Dean was expecting when he came in today.

Before he can dwell too much on it, Dean, Sam, and Castiel hear yelling from outside of the room. It's hard to make out any of the words with all of the equipment buzzing and other sounds, but Dean knows that voice. The drama is just beginning.

Sure enough, when the three men step outside of the small office they see the Hiserly's causing a scene outside of Ted's room. Among the Hiserly's there's also an angry looking Ellen and Jo, as well as two 'suits.' Dean knows he's not supposed to refer to the directors on call as such, but if anyone sees them around it almost always means business coupled with trouble.

His anger only grows as he, Sam, and Castiel make their way over to what is undoubtedly going to be an ugly confrontation, and he has to ball his hands into fists to keep from letting it get too far out of control. Dean can make out the two suits now, and he knows it's going to be a bad day. Of the ones he's had to deal with in the past, these two are the ones he likes dealing with the least. As if on cue, the two turn to face them as they approach.

Fergus Crowley is the first to acknowledge them, "Hello, boys. We were just talking about you."

The other, and former Cancer Center director, Richard Roman smiles at the three men but chooses not to say anything. Regardless, it's still enough to make Dean's skin crawl at the attention from the two suits.

When Crowley vocally addresses the newcomers, the rest of the group quickly turns their attention to them. If Dean thought he was angry, then the Hiserly's are downright furious. One of the patient's brothers steps right up to Dean and jabs one of his index fingers accusingly at the nurse's face, "I bet it was you! You're the filth that poisoned Ted's mind, aren't you?"

Just as the man goes to grab Dean by the collar of his shirt, two members of public safety arrive and immediately separate the two. Dean adjusts his shirt and throws an angry glare at the brother who threatened him. After the two from public safety break up the sudden confrontation, they stand in front of Mr. Hiserly's room preventing anyone from entering. The mother looks like she's been personally offended, "I demand to know what's going on right now."

Richard, or rather Dick, Roman claps his hands together once before interlocking his fingers and resting his hands in front of him, "I would like to say that while Mr. Hiserly's recovery is quite miraculous, I regret to inform you that as soon as he was awake he signed the proper no pub paperwork."

The brother from earlier goes to his mother's side and any anger that was might have been fading comes back full force, "What the hell does that mean?"

Roman doesn't look away from the family but points on hand in Dean's direction. It catches Dean off guard for a second, but he realizes what Roman's asking for, "Uh, no pub. No publicity."

The suit smiles at Dean's response and then points with his other hand at Castiel, "Which means?"

Castiel is taking aback just as much as Dean is, but he doesn't catch on as quickly as Dean had. When Castiel doesn't answer immediately, Roman turns his head to face Castiel and the smile starts to face. The doctor finally catches on and answers, "No publicity. For any patients under special regulations, restrictions, or by request… no visitors without permission can visit the patient."

The family seems to figure out what that means. Mr. Hiserly filled out the paperwork for no publicity so unless they have permission or the password, the family cannot see the patient or even get any updates about his condition.

Roman smiles again and looks towards the family, "Unfortunately, none of you are on the list so I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to leave the floor. That is unless there's someone else you intend to visit while you're here."

"We have every right to-"

"I'm afraid you don't actually," Crowley cuts the brother off, deciding he's had enough for the time being. "If you don't cooperate, I'm afraid we'll have to escort you off the premises. Or, if you'd like, we can call the authorities and see what they think?"

The Hiserly's don't say anything and turn to leave with the two members of public safety following behind. The more vocal brother stops and yells over his shoulder, "This isn't the last of this!"

"Yes, yes. We've heard it before." Crowley already appears bored and is more focused on cleaning and picking at his nails. "Now. As for you three, well two since we've already spoken to Mrs. Harvelle, we need to have a little chat."

Dean can't believe what he's hearing. Sure, he hears the words, but they just don't make any sense. He knows everyone has been pushing their luck lately, but he didn't think it would amount to anything like this. Judging by the way Castiel looks, he's not the only one.

"Now, now. Don't give us those faces. Fortunately for you, it's only temporary until we can get this whole ordeal straightened out," Roman states as he holds a hand up to stop any arguments that may come from the nurse or doctor.

"You louts should be grateful it's only temporary considering the stunt you pulled." Dean can tell Crowley is trying his best from losing it if his red face is anything to go by. "What could you have possibly been thinking when you let someone other than staff into that patient's room?"

Castiel takes that moment to attempt to jump into the conversation, "It was the patient's partner-"

"I don't care if it was the bloody Queen of England! We have these protocols for a reason!" Crowley catches on that he's yelling and takes in a deep breath in an attempt to calm himself and absently pulls at the front of his suit down. "You must understand that this is a very delicate situation, and I don't mean medically. You three have really stepped in it this time, but lucky for you our residential moose is already hard at work on the matter." He spins around and stomps out of the room before he lets himself get too worked up again, leaving the rest to Mr. Roman.

"As we said," That twisted smile is on Roman's face again and Dean wants nothing more than to punch it right off his face, "the two of you and Mrs. Harvelle are on suspension until further notice while the committee reviews your behavior. We've already provided for your replacements so you can leave the premises at your convenience." With that, Roman turns on his heels and exits the room leaving a shaken Castiel and a fuming Dean.

The two men stand in silence while processing all the new information. As angry as Dean is, he knows it could have been worse. They could have been fired on the spot, but there's something odd about the whole situation. Apparently, the group hit a soft spot that the suits are not prepared to deal with right away. He does take some satisfaction that the Hiserly's were escorted off campus by security and they can't return to visit, so at least he doesn't have to worry about that at least.

Dean's pulled from his thoughts when Castiel starts making his way towards the door. The doctor still hasn't said anything, and it worries Dean.

The nurse grabs Castiel's arm lightly to stop him, "Hey, man. I'm sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen."

Castiel looks up at Dean for the first time since the confrontation, "We all knew the risks. I do not regret my decision, I just…" Dean can see the sadness in the doctor's eyes, but there's something else. He looks lost. "My job is all I've ever known. I don't know what to do now."

That's when it hits Dean. He's not going to be able to do the one thing that means the most to him, second only to his family. Dean knows he did the right thing, but now he, Castiel, and Ellen are being punished for it. Dean's not that much different from Castiel, his job is all he really knows and now that they're faced with suspension and who knows what else, he doesn't know what to do either.

He doesn't know how long Castiel has been staring at him or even how long he's been staring back, but Dean supposes it doesn't matter now. They've got plenty of time to kill. Dean doesn't know what makes him do it, but he decides to straighten out the doctor's coat collar and tie, "We'll figure something out, and do you always get dressed in a rush? You look like you just got out of bed."

Castiel actually looks embarrassed by the remark and it makes Dean smile because the doctor is finally starting to be more open with him. When that doctor Balthazar was asking Dean on how he managed to befriend the "emotionless and high-strung" Castiel, Dean wanted to punch the doctor in his smug face. He's glad he didn't, however. Leaving him to the terrible trio was far better. Originally, Dean might have thought the same about Castiel, but he's not emotionless. He's just subtle if not a bit detached.

Sam's pointed out on numerous occasions that Dean takes everything too personally, especially when a patient goes bad. Most nurses and doctors have to become detached or it will eat them away. He's had to work in the Oncology Unit, when he volunteered to work outside his care center, and he doesn't know how those nurses do it. Most patients on that floor are generally there for comfort measures and Dean doesn't like giving up. As distant as Castiel seems to be, Dean can only imagine everything the doctor has been through. He finds he doesn't like thinking about it, and decides to focus on what to do now.

As if on cue, when the two men exit the office, Jo hurries up to them with a concerned look. Chances are she knew what was going to happen before they did since she was there when the suits gave her mother the same news. Once she looks the two over, she comes to the conclusion that whatever they got was bad news. The next look she gives them is one that Dean hates, it's pity.

Dean's about to tell her to shove her pity in a very inappropriate place but Jo stops him, "Bar. Seven O'clock. Be there."

"Jo-"

"Don't 'Jo' me Winchester. Bar. Seven O'clock. Be there." The fire in Jo's eyes tell Dean that she means business. It's also not that far off from the looks he's seen her mother with. Luckily for him, he knows not to make a comment on that.

Dean holds up his hands in surrender, "Alright. Bar. Seven. Got it." He smirks at Castiel, "Unless you want to tell her no, Cas?"

Castiel is about to object, but Jo turns her hard look on the doctor and his mouth snaps shut. Jo seems content enough with the response, or lack thereof one, and walks off to start work. Ellen approaches Dean and Castiel with her arms crossed and a stern look on her face. Dean thinks it's horrifying how much Jo and Ellen are alike.

"Before you ask, I took all the blame for Jo. I would appreciate it if you two backed me up on this. There's no reason to drag her in on this too." Ellen's expression softens, and Dean can tell that she's really concerned for her daughter.

"Don't worry. We've got your back." Dean shoots Ellen a wink who shoves at his shoulder and rolls her eyes, but Dean can see the tension ease away from the concerned mother.

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