Oki Doki Guys! Here is another chapter for y'all!
I am going to apologise in advance for this one…Castiel is my fave character on the show and yet I seem to be destroying him in this fanfic…but it all links in with the story and has to be done…but SORRY in advance! Still much love for Cas!
Also I'd like to express how freakin HAPPY I am to hear Misha will be returning to Supernatural! It's the best news ever, I've missed Cas horribly…so good to hear he will be coming back to us! Hands up who wants a CAS/DEAN reunion hug? Me me me me me!
Chapter Twenty Five
"I need more things…"
"Mom and dad could lend you some money to buy new stuff…they know you're old reliable…you would pay them back in time, they won't mind."
Cas sighed and rolled his eyes at Dean.
"It's not fair to ask them, you know I don't like to cause any fuss, Dean…"
Castiel had now been living with the Winchester's for 6 months, while he had originally brought clothes and some possessions from his own home two doors down; he was getting sick of wearing the same clothes over and over.
"Then wear some of my stuff…bet you would look hot in my clothes" Dean chuckled, wigging his eyebrows at his boyfriend.
"…Dean come on, this is serious…I have more clothes at Uncle Zachariah's…I was thinking maybe I would go round and collect a few things and maybe while I'm there I could talk to him, it's been months…"
Dean froze on the spot, his smile dropping immediately. Cas hadn't been back "home" since Zach kicked him out and it worried Dean that if he was to return, even for just a second – it would drag up bad memories for Castiel.
"I dunno if that is a good idea Cas" Dean mumbled
"I will be fine…I've avoided him like the plague so far, but I can't avoid him forever…he is still family...and I think maybe now the dust has settled a little, we could talk things over."
Dean felt his blood boil, how could Cas still call that bastard family? After everything he had done to him.
"Family? Family doesn't abandon you when you need them most…family stands by you whatever you choose…FAMILY doesn't kick you out onto the street….Cas, we are your family…not him" Dean ranted, his voice getting louder each time he spoke and he closed the gap between him and Cas, feeling his anger bubbling.
Castiel's eyes went wide at Dean and for the first time in a long time, he couldn't bring himself to look his boyfriend in the eye.
Dean huffed in frustration, throwing his hands in the air and storming out of Cas' room, slamming the door behind him.
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"I just need to collect a few things and figured while I was there; I could try and speak to him…"
"Sweetie I get that and you should. I think Dean is just worried for you…having to face your Uncle again…especially after what happened the last time." Mary soothed, patting Cas' back in comfort.
They sat together at the kitchen table, discussing Dean's outburst. Mary always tried to make Castiel feel part of the family.
"I know…but he shouldn't worry. I can't avoid Zachariah forever…he is still my blood…sometimes when I see him out on the street…I think…maybe, just maybe he feels bad for what he has done to me…that he would re-consider me being a part of the family again."
Cas sighed heavily and looked down at his hands.
"I understand…but you know how Dean Feels about family and what your Uncle did…to Dean that isn't how a family works. He believes you are finally home…that we are your family now and I think he is scared to lose you."
Cas raised his eyes to Mary's, tilting his head on the side in confusion.
"Scared to lose me? But I'm not going anywhere"
"Don't hold me to this but how I read the situation…Dean doesn't want you to go back there at all…I know my son too well…he is probably worried Zachariah might change your mind and you will return home. Resulting in Dean losing you."
Shaking his head and letting out a humourless laugh, Castiel stood up and looked down at Mary.
"Well in that case Dean needs to grow the hell up. I chose HIM over my own family…I love Dean and if he thinks so little of me, that I would go crawling back to my family after everything…I'm disappointed in him."
Mary was taken back by Cas' outburst and tried to reach for his hand in comfort, she was too late and he mirrored Dean's earlier actions and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him.
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"You're really going over there?" Sam asked hesitantly as he watched Castiel put on his trenchcoat.
"Don't you start as well Sam…please, I could do without it." Cas mumbled
"Sorry…I get it though, why you would want to try and talk to him."
"You do?" Cas said, eyeing Sam suspiciously.
"Of course…if my dad or mom or even Dean, had said those things to me…I'd be upset, devastated, heart broken…but in time I would hope that they could see sense and we could be a family again."
Cas smiled at Sam, nodding his head in agreement and turned to walk out of the door.
"But Cas…"
"Yes Sam?" he said, stopping and turning to face the younger Winchester.
"Also don't forget that it was Dean who saved you…took you in, made you feel like part of a family again…you mean a lot to us Cas and family doesn't end with blood." Sam stated sternly, sounding and feeling wise beyond his years.
"You are far too mature for your age…Thank you Sam" Cas said with a light chuckle, giving a small smile and heading out of the door.
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Castiel nervously reached up and knocked on the door of his old home.
When Zachariah opened the door, Cas' heart immediately picked up pace, feeling so close to beating out of his chest and he felt an overwhelming feeling of sickness, nerves getting the better of him.
"Castiel…" Zachariah said curiously, looking at his Nephew with a stern gaze.
"Hello Uncle Zach."
Zach stepped aside, letting Castiel come into the Novak house. Cas stepped inside and took in his surroundings, as expected not much had changed. His Uncle motioned them into the living room and Cas took seat shakily next to him.
"How have you been?"
Castiel sighed in relief at his Uncle's question, hoping this was a good sign and he cared enough to ask.
"Good…I've been good, thank you. How have you…"
"Great, never better…" Zach interrupted with a smile on his face.
Zachariah reached out, placing a hand on Castiel's shoulder and causing him to look up, a small smile gracing his face…this was definitely a good sign.
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"Yeah, what?" Dean grumbled as he answered the house phone.
"DEAN...that is no way to answer our phone." Mary shouted, having overheard her son's tone of voice from the next room.
Dean rolled his eyes and listened for the person down the phone to speak up.
"Nice to hear your voice too Dean-O, I see your manners haven't improved."
"You know me…I don't like change. What's up Gabe?" Dean said, a small sarcastic smirk on his face.
"Yuh huh…Cas around? I need to ask him something." Gabe chuckled
Dean's smirk disappeared when he heard Cas' name, he was still pissed off about their little argument today.
"I dunno…I will go see…"
"You dunno? Aren't you two like joined at the hip or some other body part…"
"Ha freakin Ha! Hold on a sec…" Dean mumbled and looked briefly in the upstairs rooms, before running downstairs.
"Sammy…you seen Cas?"
Sam shifted uncomfortably, instantly realising Cas obviously hadn't told Dean where he has gone.
"Umm…he ummm….I think…" Sam stumbled over his words, not wanting to look at Dean.
"Today would be good Sam?"
"He went…to get some stuff…from Zach's place…"
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Castiel smiled at his Uncle, a relieved feeling spreading through his system.
"I'm so glad you have seen the light boy." Zach said with a beaming smile.
"What do you mean…?" Cas' smile faded, confusion now shrouding his view.
"About that Winchester boy…you belong here with your family. I'm glad you finally seen sense and as for your extra curricular activities…it will take a long time to flush the horrendous sins from your being…but God is always forgiving."
His Uncle's words hit Castiel like a ton of bricks, how could he ever believe Zachariah would change and accept Cas' chosen path. Castiel stood up, anger now taking over and he seen red.
"Are you kidding me? I just came here to collect more of my things, I'm not coming home…me and Dean are very much together, I love him…I thought on some level you might be able to see past everything that has happened and welcome your own nephew back into the family…but I should have known better." Cas yelled and shouted in frustration, cursing himself for his own stupidity.
"How DARE you bring your filth back into my home. I don't want to hear your sinful thoughts or words; you disgust me…just when I thought you had come around…just when I thought you had become NORMAL again."
Cas stepped back, the words hitting him hard and stabbing through his heart once again, bad memories flooding back.
"Normal…I am normal. You are just a narrow minded, lonely, misguided old man with a chip on his shoulder." Cas retorted, a look of hurt filling his face and tears reaching the surface.
Zachariah rose up from his seat, a look of pure disgust and hate on his face.
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Dean could feel himself growing angry again and Sam noted his brother's shift in moods.
"What!" Dean growled out through gritted teeth.
"Dean…you still there? Hellooooooooo" Gabe practically sang down the phone.
"Yeah…he has apparently gone to your Uncle's house…to get some things and if he is acting as stupid as he was this morning…he is gonna try to patch things up as well…" Dean gritted out angrily down the phone to Gabriel.
"What? That is not a good idea…Dean Get round there now."
The urgency and stern sound to Gabriel's voice, sent shivers down Dean's spine and his mood switched rapidly from angry to concern.
"Huh…why…what's going on?" Dean asked nervously, his voice now visibly shaking.
"It's just a really bad idea…I got off the phone with Anna last night and apparently Uncle Zach has been informing the entire family about you and Cas, saying he is an abomination and should be strung up for his sins…there is no way he will listen to Cas and I know Zach…he follows through on his word."
With Gabriel's last words hitting Dean hard, he threw the phone to Sam and darted out of the front door.
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Cas fell to the floor, feeling the sting of Zachariah's hand against his face.
"Don't test me Castiel" Zachariah said, towering over his nephew.
Suddenly Cas felt incredibly vulnerable, shaking and reeling from the shock of what just happened. He couldn't believe what was occurring and every thought in his head was willing himself to get up, but he didn't.
Zachariah dished out two painful kicks to Castiel's stomach and dragged him to his feet, gripping him tightly around the throat.
"Rebellion and betrayal are SINS Castiel…Lucifer rebelled against heaven…Judas betrayed Jesus…you will pay for your vile sins….just…like…them" Zachariah spat out and raised his other hand about to hit Cas, when Dean burst through the front door.
"Get the hell away from him you twisted Son of a bitch. Touch Cas again and I'll end you." Dean snarled out, launching towards Zach who promptly dropped Castiel and stalked towards Dean, meeting him half way.
"You filthy little maggot…how dare you threaten me, in my own home."
Dean felt the blow of Zachariah's fist to his jaw, knocking him backwards and he could immediately taste the metallic trickle of his blood.
"DEAN"
Castiel yelled out and ran towards Dean, every instinct inside of him wanting to protect Dean Winchester.
Zachariah raised his fist, ready to take Cas down…but he was ready for it this time and caught his Uncle's fist in his hand midway. Cas drew back his own fist and punched Zachariah across his jaw, causing him to stumble backwards and fall to the ground. He looked up, raising his own hand to catch the blood trickling from his mouth and stared at his nephew in shock.
Cas stared directly into Zachariah's eyes, full of hate and anger. He snapped out of his intensity when Dean's hand came down lightly on his shoulder.
"Cas…are you alright?"
Turning to Dean, he shook his head slowly and brought a hand up to wipe the blood from Dean's lip.
"Are you?"
"Yeah…I've been dealt worse" Dean let out a small smile, re-assuring Cas.
"Get out of my house…both of you. Don't bother coming back." Zachariah snarled from his position on the floor.
"This isn't over, you sad, sorry son of a bitch…you won't get away with this" Dean growled and led Castiel to the front door.
Cas turned back once more, throwing a cold, hard look at his Uncle and left the house.
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They had spent the last 2 hours at the police station giving statements to the cops; John Winchester had insisted his son and Cas reported Zachariah for assault. Dean advised Cas that it was probably for the best, as he didn't want his dad to get too involved…he knew what John was like when he lost his rag and fury had overtaken him when the boys had returned earlier looking worse for wear. It had taken all of Mary's energy and willpower to talk John out of going round and killing Zachariah.
Castiel hadn't spoken much to Dean, when they were finally back home and alone in Dean's room, he finally spoke up.
"I'm sorry Dean"
"What the hell for?" Dean looked up confused.
"Everything…for being so stupid…for not listening to you…you were right about him" Cas said sadly, his gaze dropping to his own feet shuffling on the floor.
"Hey…look at me Cas…" Dean got up and walked across the room, lifting Cas' chin up to meet his eyes.
"…I wish I wasn't right, I didn't want to be right about this. You have NOTHING to be sorry for"
Blue eyes finally met with Green and all Dean could see was hurt. The tears started flowing down Cas' cheeks and Dean pulled him into a tight comforting hug, not being able to hold back his own tears.
"I should…have listened…I should have…" Cas choked out between sobs and collapsed to the floor, taking Dean down with him.
Dean didn't remove his arms from around Cas for even a second, letting himself get dragged to the floor. He ran his hand through Cas' hair and cradled the crying form in his arms, letting his own tears flow freely.
"Shhh its ok Cas…I got you, it's over now"
Dean rocked them back and forth soothingly, never wanting to let go.