Chapter 14

Cas answered his phone with the usual "Hello, Dean".

"Cas, man, you need to get here now. I don't care what it takes. Just get your ass over here!" Dean half-shouted as he was pacing.

"What's wrong?"

"What's wrong? What's wrong...Ha!"

"Dean?..."

"Something's wrong with Sam, Cas. I don't...I can't...It's too much." Dean slid down a wall and sat on the floor.

"What happened?"

"He was upset. Thing's in the bunker started flyin' around, man. And how he talked after...He said that it felt as if he could've brought the world to an end if he hadn't stopped. The fuckin' world!"

"But he stopped. Dean? He stopped, right?"

"You know somethin' 'bout this! I knew it! I swear, if you had something to do with this..."

"I know something yes. I did not have something to do with it."

"Is it about Kat?"

"No. Or, well, I guess, in a way. But it's not her fault, Dean."

"You're gonna have to start givin' me some answers, man."

"I have turned around. I will be there in a couple of hours."

"NOW, Cas! I want answers NOW!" But the line was already dead. Dean just sat there, phone in hand, leaning his head against the wall behind him.

Sam was right. There was always something. And even though they had both gone through some hard times, Dean couldn't help but to feel that Sam had always gotten the bum deal in life. If there was always something with them, there was always something more when it came to Sam. It broke Dean's heart. If he could've carried it for him through the years, he would've. But all he could do was to be there, by his side, and make damn sure that Sam made it to the other end of it all. Alive.

Dean dozed of, sitting on the floor still. Morning came and bare feet against the floor woke him up. Next to him was Kat, hunched down, with a hand on his arm.

"Are you ok?" she asked.

"Shouldn't I be asking you that?" he said and made a small gesture at her throat.

"I'm fine."

Dean got up from the floor and sighed as his body reminded him that he wasn't 25 anymore.

"What happened? I went to Sam's room, but he has the door locked from inside."

"I have no clue, sweetheart..."

"He was so scared, Dean"

"I know. I know."

He put an arm over her shoulder's and began to lead her to the library. As they passed the stairs, he heard someone entering the bunker. He let go of Kat and shoved her behind him, acting on pure insticnt. He relaxed when he saw a tan trenchcoat coming down the stairs. Before he had the chance to speak, Kat had gotten to the end of the staris to meet Castiel.

"You have some nerve! Just leaving me here! I had no idea what was going on, still don't, and you just up and leaves!" She was angry as a bee, waving her arms and stomping her foot. "On top of it all, apperently all the thing's people scare little children with are real, you really are an angel and Sam...Sam is..." She quieted down, thinking of last night's events.

"Your soulmate."

Dean almost flinched and stared at Cas. Kat's eyes grew wide.

"What...What?" she asked in disbelief.

"I will tell you everything I have found out so far." He turned to Dean. "You two should sit down."

"Cas, what's the meaning of all this?" Dean asked as they had gathered around a table.

"Sam should really be here for this." Cas looked around for him.

"He's locked himself in his room. There was an...incident." Kat said and rubbed her neck.

"I'll go get him" Dean said and got up.

Dean walked away from the blonde and the angel, to fetch his brother. When he was out of sight, Kat looked suspisciously at the angel.

"How do you know he's my soulmate?"

"A cupid told me."

"Great! A cupid! Why not, right!"

"You don't believe me."

"I don't know what to believe anymore."

"You feel something for him, right? Something you can not explain. And it happened fast. Am I right?"

"...yeah..."

"There you go."

Dean showed up again, Sam appearing right behind him. Sam had a look in his eyes that broke Kat's heart.

It was a look of sadness. Pure sadness.