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Dreams

It was now six in the morning and Dean was still wide awake. He's brief encounter with sleep last night didn't seem to refresh him not to mention add further confusion to his feelings for Cas. He let out a groan and rubbed his face. He had watched copious amounts of TV, read on a book that Sam gave to him, and even indulged in porn and nothing had seemed to have made him tired. He was honestly surprised he even got the little bit of sleep he got last night. He pulled out his phone and frowned. He wondered how much progress Sam had made yesterday. He knew his little brother was probably awake and was probably worried about him anyways. He dialed Sam's number and waited for Sam to answer. He answered on the third ring.

"Dean?" Sam asked his voice laced in confusion.

"Hey Sammy how's things going?"

Sam sighed. "Been better, I thought I had a lead on Alex but it was a bust. I was getting ready to call Rowena again when you called. I didn't think you even knew what six in the morning looked like."

"I've been up this early before."

"Didn't sleep did you?"

"Nope… well actually I got some sleep last night but it was brief then I couldn't go back to sleep after that."

"You actually got some sleep? That's great. What did you do?"

Dean opened his mouth to speak but stopped. How would Sam take it? Should he just blurt it out or work his way into it? "Ummm," he thought back on it remembering about Sam saying the last victim had a dream about something he wanted becoming true… then the boy started to lose it. He clenched his fists. He knew it was bad it was nagging on him since it happened. All his dreams since he was cursed was some of his worst nightmares, he knew the dream last night meant it was going to get worse. Damn he had to tell Sam.

"Dean you okay?"

He let out a sigh. "Sam ugh… geez. Cas helped me get to sleep." He was going to work his way into it.

"He use the angel whammy again? I thought it didn't help last time."

"No, no whammy." He rolled his eyes. Fuck it. "We cuddled." There was a pregnant pause on the other side of the line and Dean started to think Sam might have fainted. "Sammy?"

"You… you and Cas cuddled?"

"Look man judge me if you want but that's what we did and it worked until I woken up." He got up from his bed and started pacing. His heart was pounding he was about to semi come out to his brother on the phone and he didn't know how this would go. "Listen the big thing isn't the cuddling, remember how you told me that the last victim had a dream about his parents getting back together then he really went downhill?"

"Ugh, yeah." Dean could tell by Sam's tone that he was still stuck on him and Cas cuddling. "When I read the file she had noted every victim had a dream about a fantasy coming true right before they really got bad off."

"Well Sammy I'm about to get worse." He walked over to his bed side and looked at the rack of porn magazines and almost tried not to laugh. "I dreamed I confessed to Cas then kissed him."

There was another pause. "Oh…"

"Oh? I'm pouring out my heart and soul and you just say oh?"

"Dean this was not the conversation I was expecting to have at six in the morning. I haven't even had coffee yet."

"You know how the victims all started to act out their dreams… I did that."

"Holy shit you actually kissed Cas?" Sam shouted. His voice sounded excited and Dean was surprised.

"Yeah apparently I rolled over on him and put the lip lock on him. I haven't had anything weird happen since then… how long did it take before the victims started getting worse?"

Sam let out a sigh and Dean heard a few papers shuffle. "Looks like within a few days. Dean don't worry we'll get you help."

"You know how it is Sam when we get hit we get it hard." He looked down at some photos this time and his eyes fell on one he had of him and Cas that Sam had taken. He smiled to himself when Sam asked.

"So what did Cas do?"

He frowned. "Jumped out of bed and took off. I haven't seen him since. I didn't go after him I think I really shook him up."

"I'm surprised."

"Why? I kissed the poor guy without warning. I don't even think he's interested in me like that."

Sam laughed.

"Dude why are you laughing? See this is why I don't share my feelings with you."

"No, no Dean." He stopped laughing then said. "I'm pretty sure Cas in love with you."

Dean rolled his eyes. "Nah man, there's no way."

"Why don't you ask him and see what he says. I've got to go okay. Call me and text me if you need to talk, I'm here for you Dean."

"I know Sammy. Thanks." He hung up his phone and sighed. He wondered about what Sam said. Maybe he knew something he didn't. Of course he's brother was pretty observant maybe he noticed something that Dean didn't. Dean decided it was best to get some coffee and save the deep thoughts for later.

Dean left his room and made it to the kitchen area. He smelled food cooking and he stopped and sniffed. He smelled coffee and eggs and bacon. He smirked to himself and walked into the kitchen. There before him was Cas who was in the middle of cooking.

"Hello Dean." Cas said. He didn't look up at him; his deep voice sent a chill down Dean's spine.

Dean sighed to himself as he walked on in and sat down. He wasn't denying it anymore. He had fallen for his best friend a while ago. He noticed he's feelings had started to change after they left Purgatory. He remembered how much it hurt when Cas had betrayed them, when he thought he was God, when he unleashed the Leviathans, and when he had broken his brother's head. It wasn't pleasant times but when he finally got Cas back actually got him back that was when he began to reflect, him being gone, or insane or with Meg hurt his heart more than he could ever explain to anyone. That's when it started when he seen him emerge out of the bathroom when he returned from Purgatory clean shaven no longer crazy good ol'Cas. Dean felt his heart do little leaps. That was the moment when he had realized he had walked past the thoughts of friend and into possible lover. Dean had bisexual for as long as he could remember he just never acted on it. Shame and maintaining his image always stopped him from acting on it, and here he was about to confess all to Castiel. He loved him more than he had anyone previously in his life. More than Lisa and any other girlfriends that he had gone through in his life; he loved Cas in many different ways more ways than he thought he could express.

"Cas," He started. He searched his mind for what to say. The angel turned to look at him his head titled as he waited for him to speak. "About…" The other man frowned at him and Dean decided to be direct like Sam suggested. "Do you love me?" If Cas said no then Dean would be okay, he could live with the heart break after all it wouldn't be the first time he had his heart broken.

"Yes, I thought I made that pretty obvious." He angel responded flatly as he laid down a plate of food for Dean and poured him coffee.

Dean felt his eyebrows shoot up. "Really?" Wait he's an angel does he understand what that means? "Do you mean, you love me love me."

He frowned. "I don't understand Dean. I made my answer pretty clear does the word have another meaning I don't know about."

He sighed. "When you say love do you mean like a family member or what?"

The other man sat down at the table. "I mean that I love you." He shook his head Dean was began to think this was a bad idea when Cas said. "I've watched a lot of movies and books and studied the subject of love the best I can. I came to the conclusion I was in love with you I thought you noticed."

Dean almost chocked on his food. "Thought I would notice?"

Cas tilted his head. "Sam noticed, he asked me once when we were alone. He said I stared at you too much." He stared at his hands. "Dean he actually asked me if we were dating."

Dean blinked. Well Sam has suspected they were a couple who knew. "So if you love me then why did you take off last night?"

"I panicked. I thought." He looked around as if he searched for the words around him. "I knew you're 'straight' so I figured you might have been having a dream about some woman and you ended up kissing me."

Dean chuckled. "Cas… I dreamed that I confessed my feelings to you."

Cas's blue eyes blinked and then suddenly it looked as if everything finally clicked in his head as he said. "Oh… oh." He brought his hands to his face. "I'm sorry I just…"

"Castiel."

The angel looked up at him. "Yes Dean."

"I love you okay. I've loved you for a long time. I've just kept it to myself because… you're an angel I figured you didn't feel the same so I decided to bury my feelings."

"Is that why you clung to me when you came back to the Bunker after you got cursed?"

Dean laughed. "That and many other things, listen I don't know if I'm making myself clear. I want a relationship with you. No more one night stand bull shit. I'm too old for that crap." He gripped his coffee. "I know it will be hard since your," He gestured to him. "An angel and all but I am serious I really want to try."

Cas blinked a few times then smiled as if everything had sunk in. "Dean do you mean it?"

Dean nodded. "I think you and I have danced around this long enough so let's just try. If it doesn't work we'll deal with it."

"I'm surprised you're willing to try." Cas took Dean's hands and smiled again.

"It's been on my mind off and on for a while. All this that is has been going on really lead me to think maybe we should…" He ran his thumb across Cass's knuckles like he had done the day before. "Cas but I'm going to tell you I'm going to get worse. This curse, I'm heading down a bad path if we don't get help and soon."

Cas nodded. "I see a death bed confession."

Dean felt his face heat up.

"If you weren't cursed you would have left well enough alone."

Dean noted that Cas sounded frustrated. He took his hand. "I'll be honest. If I died without telling you it would have sucked but,"

He looked down at their hands. "I see." He got up from the table. "I am glad you told me." He headed off to the library.

Dean frowned. That did not go how he figured it would. He started to finish his now cold breakfast. Oh well he'll sort it out later. He felt his vision darken for a second and his chest hurt. "Ouch." He grumbled to himself as he touched his chest. The room suddenly got dark. "Cas!" He called. He felt dizzy he reached up to his head. Suddenly he smelled blood. He's head turned and the kitchen was covered in blood. He's heart rate increased. He went to get up from his chair and almost fell. "Cas!" He cried. Fear was washing over him. He fumbled across the room in the dark. The cold air chilled him and the smell of blood made him want to gag.

"Dean."

He looked around. He heard someone speak he's name but didn't see them. "Cas?"

"You're pathetic aren't you?"

Dean looked around he didn't see anyone. He stepped forward he felt his boot step on something sticky. He lifted up his phone and turned on the flash light and seen a pool of blood. He tilted the phone along the trail until he seen a foot. "No." He lifted the flash light to see a bloody mangled Sam laying there. "No!" He screamed and dropped his phone. He backed away and backed into something. He turned to see a figure surrounded by darkness. It reached up to him.

"Pathetic little hunter."

He screamed which shocked him more than anything. He backed away and hit the wall. He's heart was full of panic he couldn't think now. He covered his face as the figure got closer. "Help no!" He screamed. He felt something touch him.

"Dean its okay Dean."

He opened his eyes and seen the lights were on, there was no blood, no mysterious monster, no dead Sammy. He looked to see Cas was beside him. "Cas?"

"Are you okay? I heard you screaming."

Dean bite his lips as he tried not to cry. He flung his arms around the other man. "I don't know it was so dark and there was blood and I saw Sam dead and monster I couldn't tell what it was."

"Shhh." Cas cooed. He rubbed Dean's back and held him tight to him.

Dean buried his face in Cas's chest. "It was so real. Like a nightmare had just opened up in front of me."

"You're getting worse." Cas whispered into his hair. The angel buried his chin in Dean's hair and held him tighter.

"I know." He didn't want to hear it. Dean felt so weak like a child. He and Cas stayed like that for a while now. Neither wanted to move, until Dean finally decided it was time to move. "Let me go I'm fine now."

Cas looked at him with an expression of both hurt and worry. "Dean are you sure?"

Dean pushed Cas away and he stood up. He still felt wobbly. He watched the angel stand up.

Cas held out his phone to him. "You dropped it. The screen somehow didn't crack."

"Thanks." He took it and put it in his pocket. He looked at Cas and had an urge to kiss him. Hell if he was going to die he might as well get as many kisses before that. He reached out to Cas. "Can I kiss you like for real?"

Cas smiled. "Of course Dean."

He leaned forward placing his hand on the back of Cas's head and brought their lips together. It wasn't full of flaming passion like most of the kisses he had before, it was light and sweet and simple. Hell it was great. He pulled away from and Cas pulled him forward and got another kiss from him. Dean smirked.

"Was that satisfactory?" Cas asked

"Yes." He took his hand and gave it a squeeze. "Listen I don't know how long I have but,"

"Please stop talking like you're about to die." He's tone was one of hurt.

"Sorry I just I want you to understand that I want…" He felt dizzy again. He stumbled forward and Cas caught him.

"Whoa Dean." He held onto him. "Are you okay?"

"I'm feeling dizzy." The darkness surrounded his vision again. "Oh no I think I'm about to have another episode."

"Dena stay with me." Cas grabbed his face and made him look at him. "Look at me Dean there's nothing here but you and me."

Pain radiated through Dean's chest. He's head pounded. "Cas, I'm scared." Darkness seemed to pour out of the walls and before his eyes Cas was gone. "Cas!" He screamed. The world was dark around him again. He could have sworn he heard Cas speak to him. He stepped forward and looked around.

"Back again Dean?"

He looked around for the source of the voice. A figure in all black stood there. As soon as Dean's eyes fell on it he felt fear creep up on him. This thing must have been a manifestation of his curse.

"I am." It spoke.

"You read minds?"

It laughed. "I'm in your head Dean." It gestured around him. "The darkness this nightmare land I feed off of your dreams and nightmares." It laughed which made Dean uneasy.

He heard Cas call for him. "But I'm in my kitchen how come I can't see anything."

It laughed. "Because you're as humans call it sleep walking."

"Wait I'm asleep?"

"More or less…" it waved its hands. Shapes formed before Dean. "Now have a nice nightmare."

Dean blinked and the monster vanished and there stood Cas. "Cas?" He ran up to him to touch him. The angel was crouching over something when Dean got to him. He turned and looked at him he's blue eyes were dull and lifeless. "Cas?"

"I killed him." The angel said flatly. He held out his hands which were caked in blood.

He almost jumped back when he seen it. "C, cas who did you kill?"

The angel titled his head and it wasn't cute this time. "Why I killed you Dean? I can't love a human. Its forbidden so you," He shrugged. "Had to die."

Dean screamed and he backed away. He couldn't stop himself from screaming. He had to get away. He's heart rate increased as he tried to get away.

"Dean!" He heard someone call

"Please Dean snap out of it!" He felt something grab him.

The world melted around him and the only sound Dean heard was himself screaming.

"Calm down Dean, you're okay."

Dean opened up his eyes and realized he was on the kitchen floor and his mother was leaning over him. "Mom?" he asked he blinked a few times making sure he wasn't still in that nightmare world.

"I'm here Dean." She held his hands

He looked at her hands then back at her. "Why are you here?"

She smiled warmly. "Because the British Men of Letters think they have a cure for you." She pulled him into a hug. "Are you okay? I just got here and what I seen was awful."

"I think." He felt his heart beat slow down. He looked over her shoulder and seen Cas standing up against the wall looking freaked out. "Cas?"

Mary patted Dean on the back. "I'm glad I got here when I did, Dean. You were walking around screaming you're head off." She gestured to Cas. "You scared him half to death."

"I'm sorry," Dean started he didn't know what else to say.

Cas shook his head. "Dean," he looked at the hunter and Dean could see tears in his eyes. "It was like you had a seizure. At first you stood there and talked to yourself, then you started screaming and," He angel wrapped his arms around himself.

Dean broke free of his mother and walked up to his angel. His legs were still wobbly. "I'm so sorry." He wrapped his arms around the angel and the other man let out a soft cry. Dean felt his heart clench he never knew the other man to cry before.

"You hit the floor and started convulsing and you were screaming 'Cas no get away from me' thankfully you're mother came in when she did and helped me when you started seizing. I didn't know what to do I never seen a human do that before."

Dean held the angel closer as he sobbed into his chest. "Oh God Cas I'm so sorry." He placed a light kiss on the angel's head.

"I'm just glad both of you are okay." Mary said

He looked at his mom and wondered if he should tell her about him and Cas. "So about that cure?" He asked. He still had Cas wrapped tight in his arms and Mary looked at him then back to Dean before she spoke.

"I'm glad you two got each other." She said with a smile, she pulled a bottle out of her pocket. "I hope this works. It's a counter curse potion. They apparently developed it to cure curses when they have no other way."

He looked at Cas and finally let him go before he reached for the vile. "Yeah uh…"

"You don't have to explain it to me Dean." She looked at Cas then back to him. "I've known for a while. After all I am you're mother and mothers know most things about their children."

Dean smiled as he took the bottle from her. "That was a lot easier than I thought." He opened the cap. "I just drink it?"

She nodded.

He downed it. It was bitter tasting and thick almost like cough syrup. "Yuck." He almost gagged as he drank it. "Ugh I hope that helps because that was awful." He shook his head and Cas handed him some water. "Thanks." He drank the water and looked to the other man. "Alright if I'm cured lets go help Sam gank that witch."

Cas shook his head. "Dean you just had a seizure and you still haven't gotten adequate sleep. You need to rest we can go out in the morning."

He rolled his eyes. "Oh come on Cas I can't stand sitting around and doing nothing."

Mary patted Dean on the shoulder. "Your boyfriend is right you need to rest."

The word boyfriend sounded weird to Dean. He looked at his mom and shook his head. "Come on."

"Dean we are worried about you. Rest for now." She held out her arms for a hug from Dean. Dean hugged her and she said. "I'm going to help Sam find this witch too, okay?"

He nodded. "Fine mom. I'll just sit around and rest." He didn't want to rest he wanted to get back into action.

Mary walked up to Cas and hug him too. "Take care of Dean please."

"I will Mary." He said as she let go.

She started her way out the door. "I'll call you once I catch up to Sam and tell you were to meet us at."

"Okay mom." Dean said with a wave as she left the area. He heard the Bunker door shut. He looked at Cas and sighed. "I'm still sorry about before."

He shook his head. "I'm just glad you're okay." He reached out to him. "Come on let's get you to bed so you can relax."

"You just want to get me in bed." He said with a smirk. He walked along behind the angel to his room. If he was being honest he finally did feel tired. He smiled. Maybe this whole mess was behind them. He kicked off his boots and crawled onto his bed. He didn't care if it was still early he just wanted to sleep. He clutched his pillow as he rested his head. He heard Cas offer to stay and watch over him and Dean let out a grunt for yes. He was too tired to care simply too tired to function. All would be better the next day, they would find the witch and all would be over.