Author's Note: Alone Together was one of my very first fanfictions, and it was definitely one of the lengthiest and most popular that I have ever written. I had so much fun writing it because every update gave me a flood of amazing feedback and lovely compliments. You, my readers, kept me inspired and renewed my energy for this fic every single day. Because of this, writing the end to Alone Together was very hard. Saying goodbye to the world I had built around Dean and Cas was very sad for me, so I felt a sad ending would be fitting.
Though the original ending is the one that I always intended for this fic, and would be considered the "true ending" in most cases, I felt that I had a certain responsibility to you all. I've gotten many messages and comments requesting an alternate ending, and because you have all been so kind and interactive, I figured you deserved a little happily ever after.
Again, this is an alternate ending. This is not the *true* ending of this fic, but if you like to think this is how it went down all the more power to you!
I love you all. Thank you for reading this.
A few hours later, with a new, soft blanket in hand, Castiel marched back to his room. He had half a mind to chew Dean out, to shout at him that he didn't deserve to be treated like this. In these past three days, he had been nothing but kind to Dean and Dean had repaid him with only cold glares and angry words. He was definitely going to get an earful about how to treat others with respect. The loss of his brother did not give him the right to act like an outright asshole.
Castiel took a deep breath, his hand on the handle of their door. He had to stand up to Dean, to snap some sense back into him. This behavior was really beginning to scare him. He just had to explain that what Dean was doing was not going to solve anything. He jut had to tell Dean how his hostility and disinterest was making everyone around him feel. Yes, then he would come around/ Dean was going to be okay, Castiel told himself. He shook out his shoulders and put on his best determined look. He was going to make Dean see the light.
After taking another deep breath, Castiel swung open the door. He opened his mouth to begin his lecture, only to lose his words. The blanket slipped out of his slack fingers and fell noiselessly to the ground.
Dean was crumpled on the floor, laying in a pool of blood. A busted shaving razor laid next to him, several of its blade scattered across the floor. Dean held one in his fist. His slashed wrists were cradled to his chest and his eyes were half open/ The color in his face had drained away. leaving it pale and sickly.
It took Castiel a moment to overcome his shock, but when he realized what he was seeing, he ddropped to his knees beside Dean. He placed a hand on either side of his lover's cool face, watching intently for any sign of life.
"Dean? Dean?!" Castiel shook him slightly, hoping to rouse him from his deadly sleep. The flicker of Dean's freckled lids told Castiel that he was still alive. "Dean! Dean, you have to wake up! Dean!"
Castiel shook him again, this time more roughly. Dean's eyelids fluttered open, but his eyes were uncomprehending and hazy from the blood loss. He tried to sit up, but Castiel's firm and gentle hand stopped him.
"You need to lie back down," Castiel said, his voice calm and steady despite the incredible amount of adrenaline pumping through his veins. "I need an orderly in here! Someone's been hurt! I need help!"
Dean pressed his bloody wrists closer to his chest, as if he realized that he was the injured person. His gaze traveled up to Castiel's face, his jade eyes burning intensely.
"You weren't supposed to find me," Dean breathed, his voice regretful and shallow. "You weren't suppose to save me."
Castiel pulled Dean closer to him, so that Dean's head was in his lap. The sound of pounding feet on linoleum tile told them that help was close, if not a few seconds away. Castiel took the chance to run his hand through Dean's hair before replying.
"That's the thing about me, Dean. I'm always going to save you."