"Cas," Dean gasped as he saw the figure that Pacific Coast had a grip on.
"Dean," Castiel all but sobbed and his father let loose another round of sinister laughs. Dean whipped his head back to the man, pressing the machete into the column of his neck.
"Now, now, boy. You wouldn't kill poor Cassie here's pop right in front of him like that, would you?" The man knew that he had won as soon as Dean's expression pulled taught.
"How'd you even get here, Cas?" Dean asked, not removing the blade from the vampire's neck.
"I.. I hide in the backseat," tears were running down Cas's face by now.
"Why? Dean's voice rose despite his efforts to remain calm, "Why the hell would you do something so stupid?
Dean knew he had said something horribly wrong when Cas's face shattered. "I thought you were going to leave me!" Cas all but shouted his last words at Dean. "I'm sorry I'm so fragile and stupid! Thinking that you actually cared about me," the tone of the words changed from angry to broken as Castiel spoke.
"I didn't mean-" Dean tried to fix his mistake, but Mr. Novak cut him off mid-sentence.
"Not that this little love quarrel isn't entertaining, but let's get to the real fun. Shall we?" Dean growled and tightened his grip on the vampire, eliciting yet another chuckle from the almost-man. "Careful, Dean. I say one word and your little boyfriend gets snapped like the twig he is."
Cas let out a small squeak, afraid for his life. The thought caused Castiel to reflect on how much his life had changed in the few short months since he had met Dean. At the end of August, the thought of death hadn't scared Cas at all. Hell, if anything, it was comforting to him. It was insane how much happier he had become since meeting the Winchester. Dean had shown him that he was anything but the worthless trash he had felt like, and Cas wasn't about to let go of that now.
Castiel was brought back to the situation at hand by Dean's voice as he snapped out a "What do you want?"
"To talk negotiations," Cas's dad said simply. "You let me go, and we won't kill the angel."
Dean swore to himself, knowing he had no option. "Alright, fine. Pacific Coast lets Cas go, and I'll let you go," Dean bargained.
"That's hilarious, boy," Mr. Novak stated, humor fading. "We both know how that goes. He lets the boy go and you off me. Not happening," he growled.
"If you think I'm letting you go while he's still holding Cas," Dean jerked his head toward Pacific Coast.
"You heard him," the elder Novak directed at the other vampire. Dean's brow furrowed in confusion for a moment before Pacific Coast warped his face into a fanged smile.
The vampire lowered his mouth to Cas's neck as Dean watched in horror. Castiel stood; eyes squeezed closed, bracing for pain. Suddenly, Pacific Coast let out a surprised gasp and slumped to the floor in a heap, syringe stabbed into his side. Dean's wonder receded as he remembered the debriefing on vampires he had given Cas, and the couple syringes full of Dead Man's Blood he had left in the back seat of the Impala. A surge of pride washed over Dean before he redirected his attention to the situation at hand.
"Good job, Cas. I'm proud of you," Castiel's expression of shock was replaced by a smile at the praise.
"Turns out the boy isn't completely worthless," the remaining vampire muttered, only to be ignored by both of the other men.
"He's not going to be out for long. Do you think you can finish it, babe?" Dean questioned.
"I... I think so. I just have to. With-with the head, right?" Cas replied, fear of the situation evident through his thinly veiled front.
"Yeah, baby. The head," Dean attempted to sooth his boyfriend with his voice, traces of fondness slipping through.
"Isn't that cute? Coaching the little fag through how to grow some balls," Mr. Novak interjected, obviously looking to get a rise out of his companions.
Dean pressed his blade harder into the monster's neck, hissing a, "Shut the fuck up." The cackle released by the older man bounced off of the walls of the mostly empty building. The man knew that Dean cared too much about his precious boyfriend to off his father like this.
The Winchester watched as Cas collected the large knife that had fallen from Pacific Coast's meaty paw as he had fallen to the warehouse floor. Castiel took a deep breathe before raising the weapon and clenched his eyes shut as he decapitated the large vampire in one clean slice. When he opened his eyes, he was met with the sight of his boyfriend. Alone.