Chapter 5
Cas crawled over to Dean who was gasping for breath and tried to get him to calm down and to take deep breaths, his face was already beginning to puff up, there was no way Dean could go to last lesson, stumbling under Deans weight and his own injuries he pulled Dean to his feet and somehow managed to get them both to the car park without being noticed, uncomfortably having to dig through Deans pockets for the keys to his Impala before helping Dean into the passenger seat and turning over the engine,
"Dean, Dean" Cas shook Dean "You need to stay awake Dean, there's a chance that you have a concussion, Dean. Choose something to focus on, what's your address?"
"22 Belle Crest Drive" Dean said dazed,
"Okay, let's get you home" Cas said, pulling out of school, his body throbbed but he kept going, after sitting in silence for a few minutes Cas pulled up at a red light, he glanced over at Dean, who was staring back at him, "What?" Cas asked "Why are you staring at me?"
"You said to focus on something, so I'm focusing on you," Dean said, slurring as though he was drunk. Cas looked away, aware that Dean was still staring at him. The last couple of minutes of the journey were sat in silence, Cas throwing the occasional glance towards Dean, his emerald green eyes still fixed on Castiel.
When they pulled up at 22 Belle Crest Drive Cas helped Dean out the car and into the house. It was messy and some rooms looked like they hadn't had a proper clean in years but Cas ignored this and followed Dean directions to his room, it was an untidy, average 16 year old boys room, posters of cars and girls on the walls, clothes littering the floor, but despite being untidy it was clean. Cas helped Dean onto his bed,
"Stay awake, I'll be back in two minutes okay"
Cas went down to the kitchen and searched through the cupboard, once he collected some ingredients he got to work cooking up some natural remedies that he had learnt over the years.
- Vinegar mixed with warm water
- Onion juice
- Black coffee and bandages
Then he returned to Dean's room,
"What the hell is that?" Dean asked as Cas put the remedies down beside him,
"For your face" Cas replied as he dipped his fingers into the vinegar mixture, having been unable to find any kind of brush, and gently began to dab it onto the bruises already forming on Deans face, he seemed nervous at first to have Castiel that close to him, but gradually got used to it. By the time he had covered the areas of damage with the mixture Dean seemed to of gotten used to Castiel's touch and was beginning to relax, he waited for that to dry before applying the onion juice,
"God! That stinks?! What is that?" Dean cried, pulling his head away,
"Onion juice" Cas said in a matter of fact kind of voice
"Cas, that's gross" Dean said, "Why do you have to put that stuff on my face?"
"It's to reduce the swelling and minimalize any bruising,"… "Dean will you sit still!"
"It smells gross and its making my eyes water" Dean complained but did as he was told and sat still until Cas was done,
"We'll leave that a few minutes then put on the black coffee powder"
"Cas…Thanks."
"For what?"
"I… I've been an jerk to you for years, and let Alastair do… that to you, and now… now you're being so nice to me, and helping me" Dean voice shuddered a bit, the pain, fatigue and guilt finally getting to him he felt tears pricking his eyes, he twisted his body, turning his body away from Cas.
"Hey," Cas said quietly, gently putting a hand on Deans shoulder "It's okay, it's in the past"
"No Cas! It's not okay! I didn't mean for it to go that far! It was just meant to be that we'd knock you about a few times because we were pissed about the life we thought you had, your perfect fucking life," the tears began to fall down Deans face
"It's in the past Dean, I… I forgive you" Cas said quietly, Dean turned and looked up at Cas, his glittering green eyes met pure blue, but there was something else in those blue pools, it was something that had been missing in the last few weeks, it was... life.