Beta's note: Melinique dared to stick her tongue at me. This is what she got in retaliation. :D Chapter half-written by vrskaandrea.

Author's Note: 1) Andrea, you can call me Melina…I'm not going to bite your head off for it. 2) Well, our roles in this chapter are a bit different. Andrea (I swear, I still find it hilarious as hell that my Beta's name is Andrea and Benny's former lover was also named Andrea, what were the chances of that, I mean really?) actually wrote the smut scene for this chapter and I wrote the more detailed reactions to Cas being turned. Now, here's the thing…I know that this is a bit out of place considering this happened before Season 8 even got under way and the chapter before this was set AFTER the end of the season…but that's because I was writing faster then Andrea was able to beta and so, while this is a bit out of place…it's not too far out of place.

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When I'm Gone

Dean was silent as he gathered his things from his room at the hospital and remained like that all the way to the elevator. He was facing away from the wall, his hands on the railing of the elevator, his head down, and his eyes closed. Benny had swore…he'd promised that as his soulmate that Dean would be the only one he'd drink from. And, not only had he drunk from Cas but he'd turned him! Dean wasn't sure what he was supposed to feel, he knew that Benny had helped him to heal from the damage from the fight, but he also knew that Benny had turned his best friend.

Dean wanted to feel angry, but more then anything he was hurt…and maybe a bit jealous. Okay, probably more than a bit. Had Cas gotten off on Benny drinking from him? How far had Benny allowed that to go? Had they rutted against each other? Had they touched each other the way Dean and Benny did? 'Unh god!' Dean thought miserably. 'Goddammit!' Dean shouted angrily, spinning around, and punching the wall with his right hand, again, and again until -

'Cher!' Benny caught Dean's right arm at the bend in his elbow on the drawback. He was glad that he, Dean, Sam, and Cas were alone in the elevator…or there could be other issues. He also wrapped his left arm around Dean's waist, trapping his left arm at his side in the process.

'Let go of me, dammit!' Dean said angrily, squirming in Benny's grip.

'Cher, calm down.' Benny said concerned.

'Don't tell me to fucking calm down!' Dean snapped.

'Cher, please.' Benny whispered gently, nuzzling his nose into the right side of Dean's neck…he was trying to also make sure that Cas didn't think he was in any kind of danger.

'Did you touch him? Did he touch you?' Dean asked, barely holding back tears, gasping between questions…his emotions all over the place.

'Jesus Christ, cher! No! I wouldn't do that to you! Yes, there's a level of euphoria that happens when you're turned that you never feel, again…but I wouldn't - I have no interest in him. I swear to you, cher.' Benny stressed.

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Benny felt guilty even if everyone who knew anything about vampires would say it wasn't really his fault; as the memories of what happened right after he turned Cas started flooding his mind.

Cas leaned his head on Benny's left shoulder, the only thing keeping him from keeling over was Benny's arms around his waist, and nuzzled the left side of Benny's neck with his nose. 'I don't feel right.' Cas said drowsily.

'Shh, just focus on me…don't worry about anything else…it'll all be okay.' Benny said gently but he also HATED saying those words to Cas, he knew the implication of them, but Cas NEEDED something else to focus on right then that WASN'T his body trying to adjust to the change.

'Benny.' Cas slurred.

'Ça va, Castiel, ça va.' Benny said gently.

Cas licked up the side of Benny's neck. 'Don't!' Benny growled lowly.

'I don't - I don't…understand.' Cas said tiredly.

Benny was trying to figure out a way to explain to Cas what was going on that was causing Cas to act the way he was, but he honestly didn't know where to begin beyond what Cas already knew…that he'd been turned. When Benny felt himself being palmed through his jeans, he slammed Cas back against the wall, his right forearm against Cas' throat. 'Don't you EVER do that again!' He ordered. But, seeing the drugged out look on Cas' face - he'd honestly forgotten THAT part of being freshly turned, for anywhere from an hour to a day…their minds would be seriously messed up - he knew there wasn't a damn thing he could say that was going to stick in Cas' head until the drug induced fog cleared up.

'But, I want to touch you.' Cas slurred.

Benny bared his fangs. 'Back off!' He growled.

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'You know, I want to punch you. I want to beat the shit out of you. I'd even consider lopping your damn head off.' Sam admitted darkly. He was still a bit woozy, since Cas just drank from him for the first time and that could have had something to do with the bravery he suddenly had, to stand up to someone like Benny.

Benny never let his gaze leave Sam's entirely, but he still took notice of Cas resting in Sam's arms. 'I know.' Benny acknowledged.

'Do you know why I WON'T do that despite the fact that you've turned Cas into the same thing as you?' Sam was careful to avoid referring to Benny as a monster.

'Because, Cas wouldn't let you and if by some chance you succeeded, soulmate or not, he would kill you because he's still young enough to be extremely dependent on his maker but also extremely protective.' Benny stated.

'No.' Sam said simply. 'Because, you're De's soulmate and while I've been through my own hell…he deserves to be happy, too. And, because despite my feelings toward you for turning him, it would hurt Cas if I hurt you, and I won't do that to him.' He added.

'I know I'll NEVER be able to say it enough, but I truly did not mean to turn him. I just…there were things wrong with Dean that I honestly did not know if he'd EVER fully recover from…and I just…I couldn't live with myself knowing that what happened was my fault.' Benny said regretfully before burying his face in his hands.

'How the hell was Dean getting the shit beat out of him by the guy HE jumped YOUR fault?' Sam asked confused.

Benny raised his head to look at Sam. 'Because, if I had just done what he wanted…he wouldn't have gotten hurt.' He said regretfully.

Sam shook his head. 'What are you talking about?' Sam asked curiously.

'He wanted me to play the role that Chuck wrote based on me.' Benny admitted.

'You know how to act?' Sam asked confused.

'Yes, I do.' Benny admitted.

'Why didn't you want to?' Sam asked curiously, having the feeling there was more to this then he knew.

'I don't like acting, I never really have. It was simply a way to make money when I did it.' Benny explained.

Sam knew that there was something - or possibly more than one something - that he wasn't being told, but he also wasn't going to press the issue…not now, anyways.

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'So, let me see if I've got this straight…Benny bit Cas, Cas bit Benny, and now…Cas is a vampire? Do I have that right?' Chuck asked curiously.

'Yes.' Benny said clearly.

'And, how is that a bad thing?' Chuck asked curiously.

'What do you mean how is that a BAD thing? He's a fucking vampire!' Dean snapped.

'So is Benny and you don't go off on HIM for being what he is.' Chuck pointed out.

Dean clamped his mouth shut.

'Besides, how is Cas being a vampire a bad thing?' Chuck asked curiously.

'Because, he…because…' Sam hesitantly said…okay, so he didn't really know how to answer the question.

'Think about it, vampires can't get diseases. We're all aware of what kind of disease HIV is and that even with medication that it will most likely eventually develop into full-blown AIDS. If he's a vampire, Cas CAN'T HAVE HIV! So, how in the fuck is HIM being a vampire a BAD thing?' Chuck asked irritated. 'How has this NOT dawned on anyone else?!' He shouted, gawking at everyone.

'I - I don't have HIV, anymore?' Cas asked, directing the question to Benny.

Benny shook his head. 'Vampires can't have human diseases…even one like that, so no…you don't.' He admitted calmly.

'You cured me by turning me.' Cas said, his bottom lip quivering.

Benny shrugged. 'I - yes.' He decided just to go with a shorter answer rather then a long winded answer.

'Thank you.' Cas said happily with a smile before looking at Sam and laughing but also tears beginning to run down his face.

'Okay, so I can't be mad over this.' Sam admitted.

'Neither can I, I'm not a complete asshole.' Dean added before cracking up laughing when Cas jumped into Sam's arms laughing happily. 'I'm not sure right now whether to call you Moose like Crowley does or call you Samquatch like Gabriel.' Dean said with a smile.

'If he's Moose, that makes you Squirrel, Dean.' Chuck said with a smile.

Dean frowned before coming around behind Chuck, wrapping his arms around Chuck's waist, and lifting him off his feet. 'Hey, put me down!' Chuck said laughing, kicking his feet.

Benny smiled and just shook his head. 'I love this fucking family!' He thought to himself with a silent chuckle.

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Sam didn't know what it was, but seeing that dark look in Castiel's eyes would always send shivers down his spine and a shot of arousal through his system. In fact, he couldn't wait for them to retreat to their room in Dean's house in LA, all dark and scary looking, and for him to pretend to hide under the covers while Castiel stalked him. This was the game they started ever since Benny accidentally turned him, and Sam couldn't deny that he quite enjoyed playing it.

He would make sure to have an older shirt on him and just as old sweats, or none at all whenever he caught that look in Castiel's eyes during dinner, knowing his clothes might end up ripped off of him. He would take his time in the bathroom to slick himself up a bit, always saying just in case, but knowing it will always be the case.

Anytime Castiel would snuggle his nose in Sam's neck and inhale deeply, Sam's cock would instantly twitch to the sound and the slight ticklish feeling it would give him and he knew he would get to have that hard cock of Castiel's in him that evening, and this evening won't be any different.

No matter how much Sam hoped it would. No matter how much Sam hoped Cas would bite him during their little game and drink from him, allowing Sam to feel that amazing intoxicating thrill.

Castiel would stalk him, then jump in their bed, hissing and growling as he would yank the covers and dive into kissing Sam so passionately it would make Sam dizzy within seconds. Cas would then move from his lips to his neck and Sam would always send a silent prayer that Cas wouldn't bite him... Yet.

He would feel his tongue lick all over his skin, his chest and his nipples, making him gasp and arch his back to get more, more, more. He had no idea if Cas was always this talented or did the vampire thing have something to do with it, and honestly he didn't care. Castiel was able to lift him to those amazing heights twice before Cas's own orgasm explodes within Sam.

This time, Cas decided to do one of Sam's favorite things. He was going lower and lower, licking and kissing his way to Sam's overeager cock and just when he reached it, he would bare his vampire teeth at that erection, flooding Sam with fear, adrenaline, and arousal, that he knew he wouldn't last long.

Cas licked the head of his cock, spreading his hot saliva all over it before opening his full lips and wrapping them around Sam's length, lowering his head all the way down. Sam gasped and choked feeling that his dick hit the back of Cas's throat, and then Castiel started bobbing his head, making Sam moan and try to wiggle away, instantly overstimulated.

Castiel's one hand shot up to his hip to steady him while the other slipped under Sam's ass, squeezed his cheeks and then started to inch a finger of his towards his hole. Sam's breathing hitched when he felt that finger probing and the moment it breached him, Sam shouted, exploding in Cas's mouth. Those red vampire eyes were trained at Sam like a predator as he sucked and slurped it all, then let Sam's cock slip out of his mouth with a loud 'pop'.

'Jesus.' Sam barely managed to breath out, feeling blinded by that hard orgasm and then suddenly yelped as the finger breached him fast and dirty. His breathing picked up as Castiel started finger fucking him faster and faster and felt his own traitorous cock twitch again in excitement as the Cas added a second lubed finger.

A few minutes later and he was already a moaning, shivering mess as he fucked himself on Cas's three fingers until he couldn't take it any more, feeling the access lubricant just seep out of him.

'Take me. Take me, now!' Sam shouted, and Cas was more than happy to oblige. Quickly, he stood up and spread Sam's legs wide, positioned himself and in one slick motion, he sunk inside of him and immediately started pounding him, not giving him a second to catch his breath.

Blinded by the white spots filled with rainbows he started seeing as his orgasm approached rapidly, all he could do is shout small, cut off words at Cas.

'More!'

'Please.'

'Cas!'

'More!'

'More!'

'Take...'

'Take me...'

'TAKE... Meee...'

And just at the top of that highest mountain, he finally found enough air in his lungs to shout out one last dirty thought.

'BITE ME!'

Too lost in the amazing feel of Sam's sweet, tight ass, the way it fit around him just perfectly, and too drunk of the overall scent of Sam, Castiel struggled to stay in control, but the second those words slipped out of his little prey's mouth, something inside of him snapped. The animalistic urges took over and with one last powerful thrust, his lips reached Sam's neck, his bared sharp teeth caught on his skin and broke it, filing the room with the scent of fresh blood.

Castiel lost it, his orgasm ripped thought him as soon as that blood made contact with his tongue and he sealed his lips over the wound sucking down on that precious nectar. Sam too came at the exact same moment, screaming as his cum smeared all over between their bodies, but this time, it was different.

Normally with every powerful orgasm he has ever experienced, the high would come and go within minutes, but this time... This time it lasted longer and felt so much more stronger and blissful, it was beyond what Sam would ever think possible.

Fortunately, but oddly, Castiel's mind cleared up soon enough, before he had a chance to drink too much, and he pulled away, his worried eyes roaming all over Sam's droopy smiling face.

Sam pulled him in a hug as they stayed linked, kissed his forehead and repeated the mantra 'I'm ok. I'm ok.' so many times, Castiel figured it was either a lie or he was a little bit more than ok. He didn't really mean to do this, and he had no idea it would affect Sam in this way, but at the end of the day... He wouldn't mind repeating this every once in a while.

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Beta's Note: I so badly wanted to know what happens behind those closed doors in that dark, scary room of Sam's and Castiel's. So, I guess now I know. :D

Author's Note: 1) This chapter will always be special to me. Why? Because, it's the first chapter of...ANY story that I've actually co-written with anybody else. I'm actually THRILLED at that. 2) If I understood it correctly, 'Ça va' can mean 'it's okay' in French.

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