Author's Note: I think I should be able to do what I planned for this chapter for Chapter 19...if not, I'll let you know as soon as I do.

Other: And, a continuing thank you to my beta for this story, vrskaandrea - any remaining errors are solely my own.

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Yeah, Well

Benny sat crouched in the corner of Dean's hospital room, his head in his hands. 'What have I done? What have I done?' He thought to himself.

Cas had his right hand over the bite mark on his neck, he stumbled forward a couple steps, before tripping over his own feet. But, instead of hitting the floor, he was caught in a pair of arms.

Benny looked up as Cas began to move, when he saw Cas trip, he used his speed to catch him before he fell. Cas looked frighteningly at Benny. 'Benny?' He asked concerned. 'What's going on?' He added.

Benny backed Cas up against the wall and Cas slid down the wall. 'Is this supposed to happen, Benny?' Cas asked concerned, looking up at Benny.

Benny crouched down in front of Cas. 'I'm sorry.' He said regretfully, shaking his head.

'Why are you apologizing? I consented to let you drink from me.' Cas said curiously, tilting his head in curiosity.

Benny lowered his head. 'What did you do?' Cas whispered concerned.

'I'll admit, I did drink from you. And, while I wasn't thinking clearly, the…sexual reaction was a foreseeable consequence.' Benny explained, keeping his head low.

'So, that's how you knew to…gag me.' Cas stated.

'Except…I shouldn't have done that…not THAT way.' Benny said, still not raising his head.

'Why?' Cas asked, tilting his head curiously.

'Because, you bit me.' Benny said, finally meeting Cas' eyes.

'So?' Cas asked curiously.

'To turn a human is a simple process, a vampire needs to feed on a person and in turn, that person needs to feed on the vampire.' Benny explained honestly but sadly.

'And?' Cas asked curiously, still not understanding what Benny was trying to say.

'A human doesn't have to drink much of the vampires blood. They only need a very small portion.' Benny explained.

Cas tilted his head curiously one way and then the other, almost jerkily. 'You…turned me?' He asked concerned but hesitantly.

'Yes.' Benny admitted regretfully.

Cas lowered his head but otherwise didn't react to Benny's admission.

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Dean blinked his eyes open, the first thing he is aware of is a lack of pain and considering the last thing he remembered was the blinding pain in his head when it was repeated slammed into the set floor…yeah, something wasn't adding up. Dean looked to his right and noticed Benny standing at the window, his back to Dean, his arms crossed. 'Benny?' He croaked.

Benny turned to Dean and immediately his face crumpled, his hands went to his face, his shoulders began to shake as he silently cried, and he went down on his knees. Dean sat up and finding the wires that were pointlessly attached to his chest, he yanked them off - which turned out to be a mistake because an alarm immediately began going off - while he was more careful with his IV, he just as quickly detached it. Swinging his legs over the edge of the bed nearest Benny before hopping off the bed and walking over to Benny and knelt down in front of him. 'Benny, what's wrong?' Dean asked concerned, putting his hands on Benny's shoulders.

'It's so loud!' Dean's head snapped toward the corner off to Benny's right - Dean's left - where Cas' strained voice came from, his knees pulled up to his chest, his hands over his ears.

Dean watched Cas curiously for a few seconds - while he agreed with Cas that the sound was loud, he also knew that sounds didn't affect Cas like they did Dean…and it wasn't because Cas had worse hearing, it was actually more acute, but…it almost seemed like Cas was in pain. Dean returned his attention to Benny for only a moment before his eyes snapped back to Cas and the bandage on Cas' neck. Dean's eyes snapped back to Benny. 'Benny, what the fuck did you do?' Dean demanded.

Benny opened his mouth to answer but promptly shut it when the door suddenly opened and a nurse rushed in, he wasn't sure whether to be relieved or pissed off since he really didn't know how long he'd be able to keep from telling Dean what he was about seventy-five percent sure that Dean already had a hunch about.

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Dean sat on the hospital bed, his legs hanging off the side, his head lowered, and he just felt numb. Sam stood at the foot of the hospital bed, his head down, his hands on the bed, and he was somewhere between near tears and wanting to snap Benny's neck. Cas stood in the corner closest to Sam, his hands in his pants pockets, his head leaned back in the corner, and realizing that he couldn't even look at Sam without wanting to drain his body dry of blood - a feeling he oddly didn't have for Dean - hurt him worse then all the enhanced senses being turned was giving him. Even though, he knew the reason that he didn't have the same desire to feed on Dean was because Dean belonged to his maker - or at least, that was how Benny had explained it. Benny stood in the corner closest to Dean, his head turned to look out the window, his hands in his jacket pockets, and he was honestly at the loss as to what to do. Sam wanted to kill him, Cas wanted…well, it was innate loyalty to his maker - that all new vampires had - to want to be close - in EVERY SENSE of the word - to his maker, and Dean…Dean was angry, disappointed, and so many other words aimed at him.

Benny watches VERY closely as Cas started to inch slowly toward Sam, he was waiting for the exact moment he needed to launch himself at Cas, because he knew with every fiber of his being that it would happen. He also caught Dean watching Cas just as closely.

Benny continued to watch Cas even as he was within arms reach of Sam. He noticed that Dean was ready in his own right to launch himself at Cas if necessary, even though Benny knew that, should it come to it…despite being further away that he'd get to Cas before Dean.

Benny tilted his head curiously, Cas was close to Sam, his right hand between Sam's shoulder blades. And, if he were being completely honest…he was fascinated that despite being so close to a human - the scent of fresh blood had to be intoxicating for the new vampire - that while Cas' irises were red and his fangs and claws were clearly showing - it was a trait that VERY YOUNG vampires could NOT control well without a hell of a lot of discipline - that Cas didn't seem to be intent on sinking his teeth into Sam - and THAT WOULD BE something Benny would notice. 'Huh? Interesting.' He thought to himself.

Dean looked at Benny curiously and Benny, catching onto the attention, just shrugged. 'You smell SO good, Samuel!' Dean and Benny's attention snapped back to Cas and his deeper then normal voice.

Dean hopped off the bed and stepped over to Benny. He leaned close to Benny's left. 'What the fuck do we do? I don't want to watch my brother fucking Cas, but we can't leave them alone, either!' Dean whispered harshly, knowing that they needed to figure something out QUICKLY or else they'd be having to figure out THAT problem on the fly.

Benny's eyes were wide. 'I - I don't know, cher!' He whispered nervously. 'How about we just get them out of here since you've been cleared to leave, even if the doctors don't know how you recovered so quickly…and THEN worry about the potential for sex?' He suggested.

Dean nodding quickly in agreement.

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'You better not be wrong about this!' Dean snapped, pacing the length of the living room/kitchen of his trailer.

'He's young, Dean…and sadly, being a young vampire…it does require him to feed more frequently…and, I CAN stop him if he attempts to turn Sam.' Benny said while kind of watching and kind of NOT watching Cas as his fangs are sunk into Sam's neck, Cas' hands secured safely behind his back - Benny's own condition to letting Cas do this.

'Yeah, like you were able to stop yourself from TURNING CAS?' Dean asked angrily.

Benny's head snapped toward Dean. 'It was a STUPID mistake after I'd had him drain a large portion of my blood so you would heal faster!' Benny snapped back. 'You would've spent MONTHS recovering and there were a couple injuries that you might NEVER have fully recovered from!' He added.

'And, I would've preferred THAT to knowing that Cas was turned into a fucking monster!' Dean snapped.

Benny lowered his head and bit his tongue to keep from responding. He knew that it would only make it worse if he responded, no matter how much what Dean had just said hurt. It wasn't the first time he'd been called a monster…even Andrea had referred to him as such. Maybe it shouldn't have surprised him that Dean - that his soulmate - saw him that way, as well.

Dean tilted his head curiously when Cas suddenly just STOPPED. Cas withdrew his fangs from Sam's neck, lifted his head, and turned his head slowly toward Dean. Between one moment and the next, Cas was out of Sam's lap and - Benny had him pined to the wall by his right forearm against Cas' throat. 'No.' Benny said authoritatively. Cas' eyes immediately lowered.

'What the hell?' Sam asked curiously, his right hand putting pressure down on the bite wound on the left side of his neck.

Benny looked at Sam, without relinquishing his hold on Cas. 'Very young vampires are VERY…protective of their makers. To the point that they'll go for a persons throat if someone hurts their maker…not just physically but emotionally, it's an odd link young vampires have with their makers that older ones do not…that they're somewhat empathetic toward their maker.' Benny explained.

'Meaning?' Dean asked curiously.

'I could tell what you said hurt Benny, by referring to ME as a monster…you were indirectly referring to HIM as a monster.' Cas explained, having retracted his fangs.

'He has a point, Dean.' Sam pointed out, reluctantly. He wasn't happy about essentially defending Benny, at the moment…but Cas seemed to be doing okay - not well, but okay - with just the four of them…so, he was trying to look at this objectively…yeah, THAT was still going to be a tough pill to swallow.

Dean glared at Benny and watched as he stepped back from Cas who walked back over to Sam and promptly plopped back down in Sam's lap, wrapping his arms around Sam's neck, and snuggled up to Sam. 'I'm guessing this is playing hell with Cas' libido?' Sam asked curiously, wrapping his arms around Cas' waist.

'It will for a while, yes. But, it should return to a somewhat normal level within a few months.' Benny explained.

'MONTHS?' Sam shrieked. 'I'm not going to survive this!' He groaned.

Benny and Dean BOTH laughed, Cas tilted his head curiously at them, and Sam rolled his eyes. 'Jerk!' He hollered.

'And, you're still a bitch, Sammy.' Dean said with a smile and laugh.

'Assbutt!' Cas mumbled.

Sam shook his head. 'I still wish I knew where you learnt that term…at least, you've mostly grown out of it.' He said humorously.

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'Are you sure about this, Dean?' Chuck asked curiously. 'I can figure out an excuse for you this time, but if you get into that sort of fight again…I'm not sure what will happen.' He said seriously.

'I'm certain, Chuck. And, if you see me starting to get to that point again…you have full authority to bust my skull yourself.' Dean said seriously.

Chuck looked down at himself, holding his arms out a bit…almost in sort of a display-like way, he looked back to Dean. 'Dean, I'm around half a foot shorter than you and I'm nowhere near as strong as you. How am I supposed to…bust your skull?' He asked curiously.

'I - I - I don't know! Jump on my back and choke me?' Dean suggested uncertainly.

'I've tried that before, Dean…we BOTH ended up hurt.' Chuck said annoyed.

'Crack me in the head with a beer bottle?' Dean suggested, a little less uncertain.

'Okay, that might work.' Chuck admitted with a small smile.

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Author's Note: And now, we're back to our normal length.

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