I Will Carry You Through It All
Chapter Twenty-Five
The front door to the Winchester household flew open with a bang and Sophie raced inside, her eyes darting around the living room. John was quick on his feet and rushing over to his clearly distraught wife.
"Has Dean been home? Have you heard anything?" She rambled, gripping John's arms for support.
Sophie's cheeks were stained with tears and her eyes blood shot from an excessive amount of crying. John steadied his wife, taking hold of her shoulders and looking into her blue eyes.
"Sweetheart calm down, breathe ok? We will find them, I'm gonna take the car and see if I can spot the impala parked up anywhere, maybe call in on a couple of Dean's friends to see if they have heard anything…"
"I'm coming with you." Sophie said immediately, making her way towards the door.
John grabbed hold of her arm and gently tugged her back.
"No you and Sammy have to stay here in case they call or show up, ok?"
"But…"
"NO…both of you stay here." John commanded, staying firm until Sophie nodded her head weakly and sat on the edge of the sofa next to an upset Sam.
John sighed heavily and knelt down in front of her, taking her hands into his own.
"I will find them, I promise you. They can't have gone far." John re-assured, pressing a kiss to his wife's forehead.
He stood up, grabbing his worn jacket and headed out of the front door, leaving Sophie and Sam to comfort each other.
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Cas picked up Dean's watch from the bedside table and noted it was just past 11pm.
He thought about turning on the TV and flicking through the channels while he waited on Dean getting back, but thought better of it when he noticed the dodgy stains on the remote.
Thankfully that's the moment Dean chose to stroll back in with the newly clean bed sheets, he grinned widely and held them up in triumph.
"Freakin finally, let's get these fresh sheets on the bed…might make it bearable to sleep on that damn thing." Dean declared, throwing the pillow cases to Cas who caught them with a smile.
Once the boys had in effect re-decorated the bed with clean sheets, they settled down for their first night in the motel together.
Dean wiped down the TV remote and was currently flicking through the channels, while Cas decided to take a shower.
He emerged from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist and practically shivering from the cold.
"No fucking hot water." Cas complained, shuffling across the room.
Dean was quick on his feet, rushing over to his step brother and running his hands up and down Cas' bare arms to warm him up a little.
"Doesn't surprise me…I'm sorry I couldn't get us into a nicer motel" Dean sighed, his shoulders slumping in sadness.
Cas seen the puppy dog look radiating from his step brother and quickly pulled him into a hug, pushing himself against Dean's body heat to uncover some warmth.
"It's fine Dean, as long as I'm with you everything is good, we can survive with cold showers for two days." Cas re-assured with a chuckle, feeling Dean's strong arms envelope him in a powerful hug.
Dean nodded against Cas' neck, breathing in his scent and gripping just a little tighter, too afraid to let go.
"I've missed you so damn much." He mumbled, kissing Castiel's neck tenderly.
"I've missed you too; we can make up for lost time." Cas said pulling back from their hug, keeping his arms wrapped around Dean.
The older step brother smirked at that and pulled Cas into a deep kiss, pushing him backwards towards the bed.
Dean moaned into Cas' mouth, their tongues tangling desperately together and relishing in every lick, suck and smacking of lips…they really had missed this.
Cas stepped back away from his step brother with a smirk, letting the towel fall from his waist and watching as Dean's eyes ravished his entire body, drinking in his lean form.
"Fuck Cas." Dean muttered under his breath, before practically pouncing on the younger boy.
Castiel landed with a heavy thud on the bed, swiftly followed by Dean landing carelessly on top of him and he felt the bed creak with their weight.
"This does not sound safe." Cas mumbled, eyeing the bed warily.
Dean chuckled, grabbing hold of Cas' chin and forcing him to meet his emerald eyes with a smile, before Dean swooped down to kiss his step brother lovingly on the lips.
He pulled back with a wiggle of his eyebrows, letting his hands run slowly up Cas' torso with a tickling pressure and relishing in the moan of delight that fell from the younger boys lips.
"Well I say…we should put this bed to work…test its limits." Dean mumbled, licking and suckling and Cas' neck.
Cas moaned bucking his hips upwards and his bare, hard cock met with Dean's still clothed erection.
"You're wearing too many layers…off." Cas demanded, pushing at Dean's t-shirt and tugging at his belt in a feeble attempt to rid him of clothing.
Dean laughed at Cas' enthusiasm and pulled off his t-shirt, his toned abs immediately met with Cas' eager hands, roaming playfully over bare skin. He ground his denim glad hips against Cas, moaning at the friction and quickly ridding himself of the jeans and boxer shorts, giving them skin on skin contact they had been craving for too long.
"Damn…did I mention how much I've missed you?" Dean moaned, thrusting against Cas and allowing their now uncovered erections to slide against one another.
Cas nodded quickly in response, squeezing his eyes shut and letting the pleasure roll over him in waves, grabbing for any available skin he could find on Dean and letting blunt nails dig into his flesh. Dean buried his head against Cas' neck with a groan, kissing the soft skin there and grinding faster against his step brother, relishing in the breathy little moans currently puffing down his ear.
"OHHHHH YESSSS!" A very loud, clearly very female moan sounded through their motel room and the thin wall behind the bed shuddered slightly.
Dean stopped his actions and they both froze, he pulled off Cas' neck and looked down at his step brother in shock.
"Ummm dude?" Dean queried the noise with a raise of his eyebrow.
"That wasn't me Dean" Cas scolded, slapping his step brother on the arm.
He rolled his eyes and let out a puff of laughter.
"I know that…but where the hell did it…"
"OH GOD BABY HARDER! FUCK ME"
Cas' eyes widened a considerable amount at the noise and Dean stared down at him with a deep frown.
"Fuck is that coming from the next room?" Dean muttered in question, glancing ahead at the wall.
"Sounds like…they're very…" Cas started to speak only to be cut off by a shrieking female voice.
"YES YES YES YESSSSSS"
A loud, continuous beating noise was now pounding heavily against the thin wall and causing it to shake slightly with the pressure. Dean raised his eyebrow again at the impact and glanced back down to Cas.
"…loud." Castiel concluded with a frown of his own.
"Gee ya think Sherlock?" Dean said with a chuckle, earning another slap from Cas.
Cas watched as Dean's light hearted chuckling turned into a mischievous smirk and a glint appeared in his green eyes. Dean pushed his hips down, forcefully rolling them against Cas' and a loud moan sounded from the younger boy, as Dean renewed his arousal.
"Bet we can be louder." Dean whispered naughtily down Cas' ear, causing the boy underneath him to shudder with anticipation.
"Dean" Cas tried to say in a warning tone, causing his older step brothers grin to stretch wider when the 'warning' sounded more like a pleading moan.
"You know I'm right" Dean whispered hotly in Cas' ear once more, taking his ear lobe between his teeth and biting down, causing an animalistic groan from the boy below him.
He pulled back, seeing a grin spread across Cas' mouth, he bit his lip seductively and nodded up at Dean.
"Challenge accepted." Cas said firmly, sliding his hands into Dean's hair and pulling him down roughly for a fierce kiss.
Their tongues battled together for a good minute, moaning loudly into each other's willing mouths and their hips started to roll against each other again, causing them to break apart. Dean moaned loudly, smacking his hand against the wall as he thrust back down against Cas.
Cas managed to flip their positions, pinning Dean to the bed, kissing and licking his way down Dean's tanned body. Dean groaned as Cas reached his hip bones, letting his lips skirt over sensitive skin and looking up at Dean from under his thick eyelashes.
"FUCK CAS, Don't be a fucking tease." Dean yelled loudly, tugging at Cas' hair and encouraging him to move lower.
Cas chuckled and finally took Dean's cock into his mouth, moaning loudly around his erection, causing Dean to buck up wildly from the bed.
"HOLY CRAP" Dean moaned, fisting his hands in Cas' hair, God he loved Cas' hair…the way it was just the right length to grab onto for the ride.
A muffled sound of loud moans, both male and female sounded through the thin walls again and the banging picked up the pace, clearly their neighbours' headboard smacking against the wall. The moans and screams got louder and louder, giving the boys their own personal porn soundtrack for the night.
Cas swallowed down most of Dean's cock, letting the head hit the back of his throat and allowing Dean to thrust up into his wet mouth.
"FUCKING HELL CAS, OH GOD...SO GOOD" Dean moaned loudly, bucking his hips up and holding Cas' head in place as he fucked his willing mouth.
The motion caused the bed to creak and sway with the pressure, the headboard starting to send thumping noises straight through the wall.
"Enough baby…I need more, I need you." Dean rambled, tugging at Cas' hair to pull him off and drag him up the length of Dean's body, into a passionate kiss.
Cas moaned into the kiss, settling himself between Dean's spread legs and pressing spit slick fingers against Dean's hole, causing his older step brother to gasp loudly.
"Fuck me" Dean whispered against Cas' ear, challenge be damned, he just wanted Cas.
It didn't take long for Cas to prep Dean's hole, taking his time opening his step brother up for him, causing Dean to pant and moan at the sensations.
Cas smiled down at Dean, before finally pushing his cock inside the wet heat and gasping at the familiarity of it all. Dean and Cas moaned simultaneously as they took a second to gather themselves, before Castiel started thrusting inside hard and fast.
The noises from the motel room next door started up again, only louder and more obscene. This only renewed the challenge for Dean and he wrapped his legs around Cas' waist, pulling him in closer and deeper.
"FUCK YES CAS, RIGHT THERE…FUCK ME HARDER." Dean yelled, banging his hand back against the wall again in time with Cas' rough thrusts.
"OH GOD DEAN" Cas groaned loudly, taking hold of the headboard above him with both hands and using it as leverage to thrust faster and harder.
The headboard was banging furiously against the wall with perfect rhythm and the bed was creaking with even more pressure, old mattress springs digging into Dean's back…but it only spurred him on.
Cas drove hard and deep into Dean, hitting his sweet spot on every other thrust causing Dean to yelp loudly and yell obscenities. He reached down to take his own cock in hand and began pumping in time with Cas' insistent thrusts.
Moans, groans, yelling and banging was occurring from both rooms now, almost in synch as they battled to be the loudest.
When Cas fell forward and bit into Dean's neck, that was all it took for Dean to yell his step brothers name loudly and shoot hot strips of come up his own chest, pumping himself through the bliss. Cas followed quickly after with a shout, filling Dean up with wet heat.
Castiel breathed heavily against Dean's neck, licking and kissing the swollen bite mark he had left there moments ago, soothing the sore skin. He pulled out of Dean with a wince and fell beside him on the bed, both boys completely wrecked and panting heavily to catch their breath.
Dean let his head fall to the side with a lazy grin; Cas felt Dean watching him and turned to face his step brother with a satisfied smirk.
"Now THAT was worth the wait, you're incredible." Dean breathed out in awe, with a puff of disbelieving laughter springing from his lips.
"I think you will find that it's YOU who is awesome Dean Winchester." Cas said with a laugh, leaning forward and capturing Dean's lips in a tender kiss.
"Love you."
"Love you too."
A loud knocking on their motel room door shocked them out of their bliss and Cas stared wide eyed at the locked door, then back to Dean.
"It's ok, I got it Cas." Dean said quietly, wiping down his chest and quickly throwing the discarded towel from earlier around his waist before answering the door.
Castiel sat up on the bed, making sure the sheets covered his modesty as he leant forward to see what awaited them on the other side of the door.
Dean unlocked and opened the door to find a rather large, burly biker guy looking rather pissed off.
"Can I help you?" Dean asked curiously, eyeing up the man who towered above him.
"Fucking keep the noise down asshole, there are other folks in this motel ya know." The guy snarled.
Dean blanched slightly, glancing to the neighbouring room and seeing a scantily clad girl hanging out of the door smoking a cigarette and rolling her eyes.
"Come on sugarplum leave the kids alone, I'm not done with you yet." She said in a husky voice that made Dean grimace.
"In a minute doll…i'm just giving him a warning." The biker said firmly, before turning back to Dean.
Dean broke into a smug grin, fighting back the laughter in his throat.
"Sugarplum? Really?" He snickered, earning a fierce glare from the man in front of him.
"You don't wanna mess with me kid…keep the fucking noise down or I'll get you kicked out."
"Pft says you…you overgrown idjit, you two started with the noise!" Dean complained, smile falling from his face.
The biker saw red, stepping forward into Dean's personal space and prodding him hard on the chest with a warning finger.
"I'm warning you boy…don't fuck with me…"
He glanced past Dean and met with Cas' concerned wide eyes, the biker twisted his face in disgust, huffing out a laugh and stepping back.
"…if you know what's good for you…keep the noise down and stay the fuck out of my way…fags."
The biker guy muttered his last insult and started walking towards his room, but Dean had already seen red.
"What the hell did you just call us, you worthless piece of crap" Dean yelled after the guy and Cas was quick to jump out of the bed, pulling Dean back into the room.
"Dean Leave it alone, just come back inside." Cas insisted, pulling his step brother into the room before the very large guy could pummel him.
Once he got Dean through the door, Cas locked it immediately and gripped Dean's shoulders to calm him down.
"What the hell are you thinking, no offence Dean but that guy is three times your size and I want you to remain in one Dean shaped piece!" Cas said firmly, looking into his step brothers eyes and watching as the anger cloud faded.
Dean nodded and pulled Cas into a hug, running fingers through his hair.
"I'm sorry baby, I just lost it but it's all good…thanks to you." Dean hummed against Cas' neck, placing a soft kiss there and pulling back.
"I don't like this motel Dean; it's full of creepy, seedy old men and drug dealers. The sooner we are out of here the better…but for the time being, can we just keep our heads down, please?" Cas pleaded, puppy dog eyes wide and full of hope.
"Of course, it won't happen again. I promise." Dean said, kissing Cas on the forehead and pulling him into another hug.
A little while later they managed to settle into bed and watch some fairly decent TV without further disruption from their neighbours.
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John rolled back through the front door of his home two hours later, looking exhausted and defeated.
He entered the living room to see Sam curled up against Sophie, both of them still wide awake and Sophie was quick on her feet, rushing over to John.
"Did you find them? Please tell me you have some news?" She pleaded with hopeful eyes.
John shook his head sadly and took off his jacket, tossing it onto a nearby chair.
"Sorry, I drove around town a few times and couldn't see them. I stopped by to see Jo and she ended up admitting that they have definitely gone on the run together but she has no idea where to." John said with a defeated sigh, slumping down onto the sofa next to a worried looking Sam.
"I called the police…" Sophie started, biting her fingernails.
"And?"
"…they apparently don't qualify as missing until 24 hours has passed, ridiculous. But they did promise to stop by tomorrow and take some details from us…unless Dean and Cas show up by then." Sophie ranted in upset, running a hand down her face.
"We will find them, I'm sure as long as they stick together nothing bad will happen and we can get them back here safely." John said confidently, looking up to Sophie with firm eyes.
"They don't want to be found…" Sam said quietly from beside his Dad.
"Sammy…"
"…NO, you're not listening…you never listen to anyone! I told you something like this would happen; I told you that we would lose them both…and…and look what's happened now." Sam flew off the sofa, ranting at his Dad angrily.
"Sam that's enough, this is nobody's fault but their own…they shouldn't have run off…" John said harshly, glaring at his youngest son in anger.
"IT'S NOT THEIR FAULT…it's ours…it's yours…all of our faults because we didn't accept them and what they were to each other. Dad I'm 14 years old and even I can see they're in love…don't you get it, they had NO other option but to run…Can you imagine that for just a second…their close family turned against them, split them up and the only other possible way they could find for them to be together was to run and run far away. Just think about how they must be feeling right now?" Sam yelled angrily, tears streaming down his face and meeting his Dad's hard glare with his own.
Sophie's lip was quivering with upset and John's hard glare fell into a look of pure guilt as he let Sam's words wash over him and the worst part was, he knew exactly what Sam meant…his words were hitting closer to home than both Sam or Sophie realised.
He watched as Sam turned, fled upstairs with a slam of his bedroom door and John swallowed back his own tears.
"He's right, about everything…" Sophie muttered under her breath, watching as John met her eyes with concern.
"Soph…"
"Don't John…you know he's right, we have handled this badly…all of it. When we find them boys, we are bringing them back here and sorting this out, I'm not sending either of them away again." Sophie said firmly, storming out of the living room and leaving John sat alone.
The father of the household swallowed the bile that threatened to crawl up his throat, worry, anger, upset and guilt eating away at him. He couldn't help but wonder where Dean and Cas ended up tonight, if they would ever come back and exactly how much of that was his fault.
Sorry for the slight delay guys! Hope this chapter makes up for it, a little longer than the others and some added smut for your liking ;) I realise I'm putting the boys through hell right now, so I decided they deserved a little light hearted fun somewhere – excluding the mean old homophobic, biker guy…ew!
Anyways, I probably won't be able to update again now until the weekend *hides* but I will try and drum out a long chapter or a couple of chapters this weekend to make up for the waiting! Thanks again for all your reviews and kind words, please keep reading and reviewing :D this is on the way to taking over as my most popular fic! Mental! Thank you all so much! Love you guys xoxox