Actions Speak Louder Than Words

by Dementors hate chocolate

Castiel tells Dean how he feels on the eve of what he thinks is his death. But he survives, and Dean and Castiel explore this new relationship. Sam joins them, and they fight to end the Apocalypse. Dean becomes a father. SLASH Destial MPREG. warning: some OOC

8. Chapter 8

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Another chapter up today, cause it's so short!

Actions Speak Louder Then Words

Chapter 8

Sam stood outside the motel room door for a minute, still trying to get over the shock of seeing what he just saw.

It wasn't like he hadn't walked in on Dean before, because he had, it was just that this was Castiel. It was just too weird to think about.

Cass was like a frigging brother to them. How did it even happen in the short time that he gone? Or maybe it happened because he was gone. He started to the parking lot.

Why did he even care so much, anyway? It wasn't a big deal. Okay, so Dean and Cass were together. He was open to any kind of relationship. Maybe it was just the timing, or the fact that Cass was an angel, and a male at that, and Dean had always gone for women. Or was it because he was afraid there would be no room for him now? Was he being selfish, did he want his brother all to himself, so he could always be there when Sam needed him, or was it because he was jealous that Dean had finally found someone?

This couldn't exactly be a one-night stand. Cass wasn't just some girl that Dean could sneak away from in the middle of the night. This had to be serious. Maybe they really did care for each other, and who was he to decide that Dean couldn't go out with an angel? It was Dean's life after all. Sam sighed. Maybe he had over reacted, but Dean could have told him over the phone about them to prepare him, instead of letting him find out this way. It wasn't fair to him. He would have probably been better prepared if he had known ahead of time, and it wouldn't have been such a shock. Although, you'd think they could tone it down when they knew he was coming.

He would talk to Dean later, once he had had a few drinks and gotten over the shock. His heart was still pounding from it.

He passed by the Impala on his way through the parking lot, and saw a figure siting in driver's seat. Castiel. His face was pressed into his coat, and he was slumped over the steering wheel.

All Sam wanted to do was get away from that motel, but he was concerned when he spotted the angel sitting alone in the driver's seat of the Impala with his face pressed into his coat like he was crying. That was one thing he didn't expect to see.

Maybe instead of getting some drinks, he should deal with this now and talk to Cass first.

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