Song 14: Ed Sheeren - A-team...

(This song was a request... I hope you like it. You have no idea how hard this song was.)

Castiel hasn't been the same since he found out that God had given up on humanity. He was drinking with Dean and Sam, which is something he never used to do. But he would drink more than they would and because he didn't sleep, sobering him up took forever. Dean had noticed, Sam always said "He found out his dad doesn't care anymore, it might take a while." But it had been weeks. Since then. Dean could see his face changing. He didn't look different but it was obvious that he'd changed. All he did was daydream and drink. One night Dean approached the angel,

"Hey, Cas"

"Leave me be Dean."

"Don't you think you should lay off the drink?"

"Why? There's reason not to drink?"

"It's not good for you"

"It's not good for you either. At least I can heal myself!" Cas said finally looking up. That had been the first time him and Dean had made eye contact since he began drinking.

In his eye his pain was clear and his sorrow was spilling out of every pore.

"If there's something I know" Dean said sitting next to Castiel. "It's a deadbeat Dad. He's not worth it Castiel."

"You drank more than once for your father did you not?"

"Yes, but, I thought you were more mature than I was" Dean looked at Castiel. Sam's head shot up, did Dean really just say that? How many time has he called Castiel a baby and now suddenly his mature?

"Well, you were wrong" Castiel took another sip.

"Will you come for a walk with me Cas?" Dean asked holding a hand out.

"It's cold outside!"

What you have to understand is that Castiel when his drunk becomes sarcastic and 'handsy'. And when your drunk, who you are doesn't change, you just become fearless enough to show it. His eyes weary, his throat dry, Castiel flapped his arms around Dean's shoulders, taking them both Dean and Sam by surprise. Usually it took Castiel a lot more than how much he'd had to get to this stage.

"It's okay Cas" Dean said relaxing and stroking Castiel's hair. Although he hated seeing Cas like this it was nice to take care of him for a while, to make up for all the times Castiel had looked after him.

"No, it's not. It was our last chance"

"Cas, it's okay we'll find another way" Dean smiled but he soon whipped the smiled of his face as Castiel slid a hand up his shirt. "Cas, this is not the time or the place and you - " he could finish that sentence. Castiel was his type, but if Castiel was only a handsy drunk and would never do this with Dean sober then whats the point?

"Castiel, calm down" Dean said pushing Castiel away.

Sam was just watching, for some reason although he wasn't so keen on the idea of watching a angel flirt with his brother for some reason he couldn't not watch.

"Dean-" Castiel said.
"No" Dean walked away. If he was gonna do anything romantic with Cas then Cas was gonna be stone cold sober when it happened. Not drinking, not day dreaming. SOBER. "If you want me that bad, stop drinking! Get better and kiss me when your stone cold sober!" Dean shouted flopping onto his bed. Of corse he wanted Cas. He had for a long time but, with Castiel in the state his in, it would be mean to take advantage of him.

"Okay" Castiel said getting up, "I'm sober now" trying to walk and falling over.

"Yeah, I can see that!" Dean chuckled helping him up and carrying him to the sofa. "Stay there until the morning." Dean kissed Castiel's check as he layed him down.

"What if I get lonely?" Castiel asked, his hands roaming Dean's body again.

"Then, come wake me up" Dean sighed pulling the hand from his belt buckle and walking to his bed again.

It was a few days later and the boys were on a hunt. Castiel had come along too. He was sober now and Dean was keeping a close eye on him, he made a point of not buying any booze and keeping Castiel away from them at all costs. This case went deeper than they had originally expected, Crowley was behind it. Castiel had tracked him down and followed him,

"Uh - Castiel" Crowley smiled. "How nice it is to see you." Without warning Crowley had stabbed Castiel through the lower stomach and disappeared. Castiel used the last of his power to find Dean and Sam. They were waiting just outside.

"Call the ambulance!" Dean shouted.

"It won't do any good" Sam reminded him as they ran to the angels side.

"Dean - I - I" Castiel began.

"Shh. Don't talk. Just get better" Dean said tears forming in his eyes as he stroked the angels face.

"I'm sorry, I - I - did - didn't - d - do this - soo - sooner" Castiel sat up a little, he was finally crying. The angel had learned to cry and he placed his lips over the older hunters gently.

It was Deans best but saddest goodbye kiss ever. The amount of love wrapped up in it was breath taking but the fact that Castiel was leaving was the worst pain in the world. As he pulled away he watched as all the light in Castiel's eyes Faded away. Slowly Dean closed the angels eyes and layed him on the ground with his wings. He never got to say the words he was so longing to say,

"I love you" he cried kissing Castiel's forehead and whipping his tear drops from the angels head. Castiel was gone. His angel, his love, dead. No coming back, no way out. It's over this time. For good. But that day he swore his vengeance to Crowley. And in 2014 he killed Crowley and followed threw his deal. Said yes to Micheal and him and Lucifer did the grand finally, Lucifer went back to his cage, the angels that were left alive went to heaven and Dean, he eventfully killed himself because dealing with the lose of his brother and his angel was the worst feeling in the world and it over too his suruvial instinct.

Sorry for all the feels.