A/N: Well... Time got away from me, so I'm posting this a bit late.

Review replies:

LunaticFringe'sAngel-LA15: Yes. I kinda feel like I can express that even more since... Even though I made Dean an Omega, he's still tough and doesn't really listen to anyone. So he and Cas have to learn to see eye-to-eye sometimes.

VegasGranny: That I have planned a while back, and you won't find out until a few more chapters. And, the 'captors' just captured a group of werewolves, they technically don't have to keep them well-kept. Cause... You know humans sometimes...

Anyway, enjoy this chapter.


Chapter 4:

3 whole days had passed of complete and utter silence from both cages.

Gabriel had tried non-stop to get in contact with his brother.

The pain was still evident in him, which made him sad but mad at the same time.

He swore, whatever he did, he was going to beat the living shit out of Dean for whatever he had done.

By the third morning, while Sam was still asleep, Gabriel had managed to finally break through his brother's barrier.

'Cas! What the hell is going on?!' Gabriel demanded.

He had intended on making the question calmer, but after 3 days of being ignored...

'Nothing Gabriel.' Castiel said.

Damn. Even through the mind link he sounded broken.

'What the hell did he do to you? What the hell did he do to make you like this? If he hurt you I swear-'

'No. It... It was my doing.' Castiel said quietly.

Gabriel remained quiet for a few seconds, brought aback by the answer.

How could this be any of his doing?
Finally, he took a deep breath, 'Okay. Okay. Let's rewind a little bit. What happened.' Gabriel asked.

'I... I hurt Dean.' Castiel said.

'... Okay. Like, physically or- wait... You didn't-' Gabriel broke off, remembering how Dean had described Castiel's state when his Heat first started.

'No. I didn't. I mean, I didn't mate him, but...' Castiel trailed off.

'But what? Cas just tell me? Your silence has been killing me for three days now.' Gabriel said.

Castiel sighed, 'The other day. Dean's Heat was beginning to get a little overwhelming for him. He began to get sexually aroused, so I-'

'Okay... Cas. TMI. Skip the unneeded description please. What happened after?' Gabriel cringed at the description his brother attempted to give. Even though, he was surprised he had made such a move.

'Okay. After... it was done. He went to sleep. And when he woke up, he started asking questions. Which I answered honestly, but... One answer came out wrong.' Castiel said.

'What did you say?' Gabriel asked, being prepared to side with him and still call Dean a dick for what he did.

'He asked me why I did it. And... I... I just told him he was my responsibility.' Castiel finished.

Gabriel took in the information, for the first few seconds, his brain wouldn't comphrehend what it meant, then, he began to make a conclusion.

'I messed up Gabriel. I made it sound like I didn't care. And I do... I do care for him. But now... He hates me.' Castiel said, his voice cracking at the word hate.

Gabriel let out a breath, feeling sympathy for him.

'He won't even look at me. What do I do?' Castiel pleaded.

Gabriel sighed, that Omega had him really messed up for an Alpha to feel that vulnerable.

'Well...' Gabriel finally started, 'For now. I suggest you just give him space.'

He hated sticking up for Dean, but...

'It's been three days.' Castiel reminded.

'I know. You just have to let him cool off. It may take another three days, but I think he'll come around.' Gabriel said.

He felt another wave of pain coming from Castiel.

'Damn. You have got it bad, don't you?' Gabriel said, almost in a joking voice, almost.

'Shut up.' Castiel finally managed, in a stronger tone this time.

'Ah. There he is. Chin up, little bro. It'll get better.' Gabriel said.

'I don't know.' Castiel said, full of doubt.

'It will. And when we get out of these cages, I am going to give him a swift punch in the face.' Gabriel promised.

Castiel growled lowly through the mind link.

'Ugh. Get some sleep Cassie. let me know what happens. I'll be here to talk. Okay? Always.' Gabriel said.

'Okay.'

With that simple reply, Castiel broke the mind link.

"What was that?" Sam asked.

Alphas could control who they communicated with in a mind link. So if they didn't want others tuning in, they could make it that.

"Nothing. Just your brother being a dick." Gabriel said.

Sam sighed, rolling his eyes, "Can you at least fill me in on what happened?"

"Fine." Gabriel sighed.


When Castiel had broken the mind link with his brother, he was left alone once again.

He glanced over at the Omega, who hadn't moved from his spot.

He had phased a couple times, taking his anger out on the bars of the cage, and swearing at them to open so he could get out and leave this forsaken place.

Castiel sighed, leaning back against the cage, attempting to find sleep again.

It was the only way he could pass time.


Another couple days passed.

Another human came in to bring another piece of meat to them before leaving again.

Castiel glanced at Dean to see if he'd react to the actions.

Still nothing.

He sighed again, turning away from both him and the food.

Even though what he told Dean was true, he was beginning to get hungry too.

But right now, he didn't feel he deserved it. He didn't feel like he deserved anything.


"Okay. This is ridiculous." Gabriel sighed.

"What?" Sam flinched slightly at the Alpha's sudden outburst.

It's been almost a week and that Omega still hadn't snapped out of his temper tantrum.

It pissed him off because one, Dean was an Omega

Two, Castiel's state began to deteriorate more and more.

The Alpha was practically depressed.

Quite frankly, he was afraid he was going to try something stupid.

Scratch that, he already was.

He was refusing to eat.

No doubt he'd given the last meal to Dean. Now... No one was doing anything.

'Dean. I swear to god. If you do not snap out of this. I will find a way out of these bars and I will break every bone in your body.' Gabriel finally sent a mind link to the older Winchester.

'Fuck off, Gabriel.' Dean replied, before blocking him out again.


Dean laid staring out of the cage. Glancing at the bite marks his wolf had made on the bars.

Things were so quiet now, he almost couldn't stand it.

But he wasn't about to ask Castiel to help with that.

He awoke sometime during the day to strange noises coming from behind him.

Castiel, for some reason, sounded like he was out of breath.

Dean shook it off.

He had smelt tears from the Alpha a couple times the past few days, but he paid no heed to them.

However, this time, he began to grow a little more curious. He didn't smell tears this time, and the noises Castiel was making sounded like he was struggling for breath.

He'd regret this, but Dean finally decided to sit up, about to ask what the hell was up with him.

However, his words were stuck in his throat when he saw the position before him.

Castiel was curled up on the floor, sweat covering his entire body, his eyes looking slightly disoriented.

"Cas...?" Dean spoke up cautiously.

No reply.

Whatever state he was in, he seemed unable to reply.

"Cas?" Dean stood, a small tinge of worry forming in him.

He had never seen the Alpha in this sort of position.

Dean had finally decided to close the distance between them, cautiously kneeling down next to him.

"Cas? Hey." Dean laid a hand on his shoulder.

He almost wanted to retract it as soon as he did.

He was burning up!

"Cas? Hey. What's wrong with you?" Dean asked, forcing the Alpha to face him.

All he received was a look of pain in his eyes.

'What the hell.' Dean exclaimed, a feeling of panic wanting to form.

'Gabriel!' Dean tried.

'Oh. Look who's finally t-'

'Something's wrong with Cas!' Dean said.

'Well no shit Sherlock.. You made him feel like trash, do you know that?' Gabriel said.

'No god dammit! I mean there's something wrong with him. He's burning up and he's not responding.' Dean said.

Gabriel hesitated at that.

'What do I do?' Dean asked.

'Uh... damn it. I can't mind link him. What else can you say about his state?' Gabriel asked.

'Uh. He's shaking. His eyes look disoriented. I don't think he recognizes anything around him. Not even me.' Dean said.

Gabriel was quiet for a while.

'Hello?' Dean reminded the other Alpha of his presence after a good three minutes had passed.

'Okay. I think... I think he's just dehydrated. I'm surprised he was the first, but...'

'That's great. But we don't have anything. How am I supposed to help with that?' Dean asked.

Gabriel went silent for another few seconds.

'I have an idea, but...-'

'Well. What is it? Don't just beat around the bush.' Dean demanded.

'Okay. Even thought there is no way to get water. I think... Blood maybe help.' Gabriel said.

Dean's brows furrowed together, he had never heard of that before. 'Blood? How is that supposed to help?'

'Well. You're no Alpha, but, maybe, a little extra wolf's blood can give him the strength he needs. Especially yours.' Gabriel said.

'Why me?' Dean questioned.

Gabriel scoffed, 'Would you just shut up and do it? If he dies of this, I will kill you.'

Then, the mind link broke off.

Dean looked down at the Alpha again.

He had never seen such a strong being get so broken down like this.

He'd be damned if he didn't say he felt sorry for him.

Finally, Dean reached forward, managing to pull him into his lap to where he could cradle his head.

'This is stupid.' Dean thought to himself.

Without wasting another second, he sunk his elongated canines into his wrist, making a bite deep enough where it would take a while to heal.

When he felt the blood slowly dripping down his arm, he released his wrist, before focusing on the Alpha again.

"Alright Cas. Drink up." Dean said, carefully cradling his head, bringing his wrist to his mouth.

For a while, Castiel didn't reply to it, the blood dripping on the corners of his mouth, some actually reaching his mouth.

He gagged when enough of the blood made it down his throat.

"God dammit, swallow it, don't breathe it!" Dean snapped at him, continueing to coax the Alpha to respond to his attempts.

"Come on!" Dean said, nearly wanting to withdraw, seeing as he was choking on the blood rather than drinking it.

However, right before he was about to, he felt Castiel's mouth slowly enclose around the cut on his wrist.

Dean gasped at the unexpected touch, but felt relieved more than anything.

He had stopped shaking now, his main focus seeming on Dean's wrist.

Two hands enclosed around Dean's arm, forcing his wrist closer to the Alpha's mouth.

Dean gasped again when he felt his teeth nip into the wrist, drawing even more blood for more access.

An immense wave of emotion flowed through him as time passed.

He watched with admiration and relief as Castiel continued to fulfill his needs.

He was becoming ligh-headed, but not in a bad way. His breath began to turn raspy, almost labored as he revelled in the feeling he could only describe as ecstasy.

"Cas." He breathed out.

As if he had heard him for the first time, Castiel's mouth lososened around Dean's wrist, tongue darting out to gratefully heal the given wound.

When that was done, he finally glanced up at Dean.

His eyes were golden for a split second, before they slowly changed back to their original color.

"D-Dean." He managed in a whisper, a look of surprise crossing his face.

Dean silently helped him up more, making sure he could sit up on his own, before releasing him.

Castiel continued to stare at him, a confused and questioning look on his face.

"Don't do that again!" Dean snapped at him, trying to hide the last remaining worry from his voice.

Castiel tilted his head, "Dean, I-"

"And eat this. You need it more than I do this time." Dean said, tossing the few days old meat to him.

Castiel glanced down at the object, before looking back up at Dean.

"You... Saved me?"

It was a question.

"You're welcome." Dean said, sitting down again, this time a little closer to him, just to keep an eye on him.

Castiel lifted an arm, wiping away the remains of Dean's blood.

"Thank you, Dean."

"Yeah. Sure. Are you good now?" Dean asked.

"Yes. I supposed Gabriel gave you the tip?" Castiel asked as he reluctantly picked up the piece of meat.

"Yeah. Did it work?" Dean asked.

"Yes. Thank you again." Castiel said.

"Alright. You can stop with that. I wasn't going to sit here and let you die." Dean said.

"For a while, I thought that was what you wanted." Castiel said quietly, staring down at the food.

Dean snapped his head up to the Alpha, a look of surprise crossing his face.

"After what I said..."

"Cas. Cut the crap. I don't... I'm not even upset about that anymore." Dean said.

"You're not?" Castiel looked up at him, a look in his eyes that made Dean's stomach flutter.

"No. Right now I'm more pissed that you let yourself get into that state." Dean said, "You're an Alpha for fuck's sake."

Castiel lowered his gaze.

Dean was still upset, and that's what continued to hurt.

After he had finished the last of the meat, he had laid down, feeling drained and tired.

His last focus was Dean's face before sleep took over.


Dean watched as the Alpha slept.

He let out a deep breath of relief, a lot of his tense muscles loosening.

He had spent so long hating him, for the most ridiculous reason, he couldn't even remember a valid reason to what sparked it.

What had even sparked any of this.

He had done nothing but degrade the Alpha during their entire stay here.

The fact that he hadn't attacked him for that completely boggled his mind.

Dean took another deep breath.

What had ever happened between them?
He could remember how close they were before. They understood each other. Trusted each other.

Then, his Heat came.

Even though he had been scared and pissed when Castiel had tried to go after him the first time, every instinct in his body wanted to let him.

It wasn't the instinct to submit. No, it was something else.

"Dean." The soothing voice quietly called his name, making him react to the name.

He looked over at Castiel, who still appeared to be asleep.

Dean's eyes lowered, did he... Dream about him too?

That made him curious as to what he was dreaming of.

He sighed, quickly brushing the thought away.

He laid down himself. Drowsiness catching up to him from the previous event.

He fell into a light sleep, keeping his senses up for any possible signs that Castiel would have another episode.


A/N: Whew. Finally got around to finishing this. I'm still working on future chapters, but have felt too lazy to actually retype them, lately.

Anyway, hope you guys enjoyed this chapter.