"Dean..." Castiel spoke softly.
"What happens to you huh? Where do you fit in all of this?" Dean asked seriously.
"Me and John have a deal. You get to go where you belong this he will leave the forest and I alone." Castiel said gently.
Dean just stared at him.
"You...you traded me?" Dean asked standing up angrily.
"NO! IT'S NOT LIKE THAT!" Castiel shouted getting up off the floor to face the human.
"Bull! You traded me for the damn forest and yourself so the humans wouldn't kill you." Dean bit out not meeting his eyes.
"NO! DEAN! THAT ISN'T TRUE!" Castiel cried out desperately.
"It was a win win situation. You'll finally be with other like you, who can understand you better then I ever will..." Castiel said quietly. Dean didn't understand Castiel was just looking out for his humans best interest.
"You don't want me anymore..." Dean said in a depressed voice.
"You aren't mine to keep!" Castiel cried with tears in his eyes.
"Yea? Cause I partially remember you saying I was yours Cas. All yours. What's changed?" Dean asked full of rage.
"Your real family is here..." Castiel growled out.
"You are my real family!" Dean cried out.
"No Dean. I'm not..." Castiel said truthfully. Dean and himself did not share a bloodline.
"So what? Sex was your goodbye gift?" Dean laughed out bitterly.
Castiel decided not to answer that. He just wanted to feel Dean. Feel Dean one final time for closure.
"You know what Cas fine! I'll go with them if that makes you so happy to be rid of me." Dean said taking a step towards the tent flap.
Castiel wanted to tell Dean differently but Dean needed to leave, he belonged with his own kind, in his own world. Not this world of magic and danger. And if it took Dean to hate him, so be it.
Castiel just stood there staring at the ground.
He could feel Deans eyes on him. The weight weighing heavily on his heart.
"Bye Cas." He said. When Castiel looked back up. Dean was gone.
He watched from a high branch on a near by tree, but not to close to the construction site as the humans took down the tents and equipment and packed up. He felt like he was already missing a huge part of his soul not knowing if Dean hated him or not.
The humans were gone by sunset the next day. Taking his Dean with him. Castiel didn't cry. He didn't think he could due to the shock of how he had just let Dean leave things of like he did.
The animals were already prancing and flying and hopping around him happiness. The trees started growing rapidly with overjoy that the humans were gone, taking the death and poison they brought with them.
The first week went back to normal. Before everything with Dean had gone down. Before Castiel had found the little human in the forest all those years ago. It felt alien at first. Checking the forest, even know he knew it really didn't need checking.
He kept the document the King wrote him deep in his nest, safe from wind, rain and anything else threatening to destroy it.
It was only exactly one week after Dean was gone, as he was lying alone in his nest that he broke down. His Dean was his prime jewel. And he had given him to the humans. How could he be so foolish? So selfish? So blind? But there was nothing he could do now. The forest was happy. Dean was gone. And Castiel laid in his nest wondering if this was what dying felt like.
Only a month passed that he knew suddenly something was wrong. His heat hasn't come yet, and he couldn't feel it coming either.
It made him extremely nervous. If he wasn't going into heat, something was very, very wrong with him. He had never missed or been late on his heat in his whole life and it was very unexpected.
He walked around his forest aimlessly, waiting for the heat that never came. Only when he started throwing up in the morning did he know why.
But was it possible? Cross interbreeding species had began in the old world. Such as a bird and a man making his species. Angels. But what did you get when you threw a human and an angel together. It frightened Castiel beyond belief.
He had never heard of an angel getting pregnant by a human, but according to the old world, it was perfectly possible. Was it possible that he was carrying Deans child? The thought comforted and hurt him at the same time.