Castiel and Dean spent all Saturday with each other. Getting more comfortable with each other and enjoying themselves. Neither of them have enjoyed themselves in awhile. Sammy wasn't home all Saturday and Sunday. He was to busy with his new girlfriend Jessica and some of his school friends. Sammy was smart and knew to call Dean every hour except at night because he knew Dean would be sleeping. But things changed at 4 pm on that Sunday.
"Dean I have to go! I can't skip it or the cops will come for me. I don't want to get into more trouble. I know you don't like the church, I don't like it either. It doesn't except us for who we are, but that is were the Rehab meetings are. You can even come with me," Castiel said putting his hand on Dean's shoulder.
Dean hesitated and sighed.
"Don't worry, it will only be an hour. Do you want to come with me?" Castiel asked Dean.
"Yeah Cas, I'll be there for you," Dean said and weakly smiled.
"Well should get going. It starts at 4:15," Castiel said.
Dean grabbed Castiel's hand and dragged him to the Impala. The touch of Dean made Castiel go numb inside. Every time they touch it seemed to set fireworks off in both of them. Dean liked to grab Castiel's hand because Castiel's skin wasn't as rough as Deans. Castiel was more smooth and soft while Dean had more of a rough skin.
The sun was still high in the sky and a few kids were playing in the street. Castiel liked this because it was a more relaxed neighborhood than his parents. The leaves were starting to turn their usual fall colors. It was Castiel's favorite season.
They both got into the Impala and drove to the church.
"I hate how these things are at a church. They should move it," Dean said angrily.
Castiel knew the real reason why Dean was upset. Dean didn't have a problem with religion except for the part: a man shall not lie with another man. That would mean that Dean and Castiel would be doing a sin. Dean didn't like that the church spoke out against gays. The church they are going to is the church were Castiel's father works. To make matters worse this church spoke out against gays almost every Sunday during the service. They had a zero tolerance for it.
"Where here," Dean said flatly.
It was 4:10. There were 8 cars in the parking lot.
"Thanks Dean, you ready to go?" Castiel asked.
"Oh you betcha," Dean said sarcastically.
They got of the car and Dean grabbed Castiel's hand. Castiel's cheeks turned red and he gripped Dean's hand tighter. They were going to walk through a Church holding hands like there is going to be no problem.
As they entered the Church Castiel lead them down a hall way to a room. The sign on the door said: Rehab.
"Well let's get to it," Dean said.
Dean opened the door and saw 6 people sitting in chairs. They started at Dean and Castiel, but said nothing. Castiel dragged Dean to a set of chairs next to a blonde haired woman. They sat down still holding hands.
"Hi everyone, my name is Tommy and I will be the group leader to help you through your addiction. Let's go around the circle. Stay your name and your addiction," Tommy said.
Tommy looked like a 30 year old that never finished highschool. He had a dark red hoodie on and some blue jeans. His brown hair was messy, but not in the good way. His face looked tired and wrinkled a little.
"My name is Heather and I have an addiction with taking medicine I don't need," the blonde lady said next to Castiel.
It was Castiel's turn.
"Um my name is Castiel and I have an addiction with alcohol," Castiel said embarrassed.
"I'm not here for this rehab thing I'm just here for Castiel, my boyfriend," Dean said with a smirk.
A gasp came from the group, but people still introduced each other. Dean guessed that they didn't like gay people and decided to mess with them.
Throughout the hour they talked about their feels and they made Dean sick. Not like Castiel liked it any better, but he had to do this so he didn't get in anymore trouble.
"Well thank you for coming here everyone, I feel like we all can get over our addiction and there will be a brighter future for everyone," Tommy said.
Everyone got up and left. Castiel and Dean were the last ones left to leave. They started walking on the Impala whenever they were stop by one of the rehab members. It was Uriel, a guy who is addicted to taking pills.
"So you guys are gay right?" Uriel asked.
"Uhh yeah," Castiel said questionably.
"Well, you do realize you are in the church right?" Uriel asked.
"So who cares. I'm forced to go to these meetings. It's not like I volunteered to be here," Castiel said in an angry tone.
Dean's grip got tighter. 5 more guys walked up behind Uriel with angered looks on there faces.
"Is that all? Because we would like to get going," Dean said.
"Well we don't like to have fags in the church," Uriel said.
Dean let go of Castiel's hand and pushed Uriel up against a car. Uriel's group ripped Dean off of Uriel and started to hit him.
"Leave him alone!" Castiel yelled.
Castiel grabbed one of the guys hitting Dean and pulled him off. Dean punched his attackers every chance he got.
"Enough boys," Uriel said.
The attackers got off of Dean and Castiel rushed to his side. Dean's face was bruised already and swelling occurred around his eye.
"Leave us the fuck alone!" Castiel screamed.
Uriel smirked and said leaving," Watch your backs because this isn't even close to being over."