A/N: Oh mai! Six reviews for the second chapter? I think that deserves an update! :D Thanks to CandySmile, The Mysterious Shadow, skiing Pelican, Mumu-vworks, Maddie Love Castiel, and Micro chibi baka-san for reviewing!
Skiing Pelican: I have not yet decided whether it will be slash or friendship. Right now it is friendship, but some moments later one might be slash-y.
So here we are-Chapter 3! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural, nor do I own any of its character, obviously.
Dean wakes up to sunlight. It was Wednesday, and Dean was excited to get back to the asylum, which was something Dean thought he would never say. Hurriedly Dean takes a shower and then dresses up. After, Dean heads to the kitchen in hopes of finding something to eat.
"Where are you going?" Sam asks, looking up from the table he's working at.
"Out," Dean replies, rummaging through the fridge. He finds a piece of pie and takes it out.
"You're going to see Cas aren't you," Sam accuses.
Dean slams the fridge shut. "No, I'm not. What gives you that idea?"
"You go every Sunday to some place you don't tell me about," Sam starts.
"Yeah, and I told you, church," Dean snaps and then starts to eat his pie.
"And whenever I call Meg, she replies with 'ask your brother'," Sam finishes.
"I don't know what Meg means by that," Dean shrugs, wolfing down the last of his pie.
"Let me come with you," Sam insists.
"No!" Dean replies hastily, throwing the empty plate in the sink. "Don't you have a case to work on?"
"What's the harm in letting me come if you're not visiting Cas?" Sam asks.
Dean huffs and storms to the door. "I said no, and that's final."
Dean heads out to his car and gets in. He glances at the house once to make sure Sam wasn't watching and then drives off. During the drive to the asylum, Dean turns off his GPS- he didn't want Sam tracking him. It seemed to take forever when Dean finally reaches the asylum. Dean get out and head into the asylum, taking the same route.
"Dean?" Meg questions, standing outside Castiel's door. "What are you doing here?"
"Seeing Cas, what else?" Dean says. "What's going on?"
"Cas is having an episode," Meg says. "He's trying to kill one of our staff."
"Let me in then!" Dean yells. "I can stop him."
"I am not allowed anyone in," Meg replies. "If Castiel does not quit, we will be forced to knock him out."
Dean slams a fist against the wall. "No," Dean growls. "You let me in so I can save your damn attendant's life and calm Cas down."
"He'll hurt you," Meg says, shaking her head.
"Cas will listen to me," Dean hisses. "Let me go in, please!"
Meg unlocks the door. "Your death, your funeral."
Dean barges into the room to see Castiel holding a guy in a lab coat by the neck.
"Cas!" Dean yells. "Let him go!"
Castiel's eyes drift to Dean. "Dean?" The angel says, his eyes unfocused.
Dean rushes forward. "Yeah, Cas, it's me," Dean says. "It's Wednesday, remember? I said I would visit you."
Castiel lets go of the assistant his eyes unclouding. The angel looks shamefully at the ground. "I thought he was… Lucifer."
Dean steps closer to Castiel. "I know," Dean murmurs. "It's okay now."
"I-I'm sorry," Castiel says to the assistant, who merely nods and dashes out of the room. A doctor walks in along with Meg; Dean immediately steps in front of Castiel.
"I need to you move," the doctor says, holding a syringe. "This patient need to be put on a day's lockdown."
"No!" Dean shouts. "It wasn't his fault!"
"You don't know this patient," the doctor says. "He has severe hallucinations."
"I know Cas more than you, and I know exactly what's going through his mind so don't dare say you understand him more," Dean growls. "Why don't you take that medicine and inject it into your own skin."
"I suggest you more, or I will call security," the doctor says, his voice cold.
"Give me one minute," Dean says.
The doctor was about to object but Meg cuts in. "One minute," Meg says sternly and then drags the doctor out of the room.
Dean turns to Castiel, who is cowering on the bed.
"Dean, what are they going to do?" Castiel asks.
"They're going to isolate you," Dean says. "Probably to see how you'll react."
Castiel's breathing suddenly quickens. "I can't take this, Dean."
Dean reaches to touch the angel. "Whoa, Cas, it's okay."
"Dean, I'm going to suffer either way, sane or insane," Castiel says. "I can't-mentally- take this."
Dean bits his lip to hold back tears. "Wait until Sunday, Cas. Give me until Sunday to fix you."
"Dean, what if I don't remember you by then?" Castiel asks, shaking.
"Minutes up," Meg says, entering the room with the doctor from before.
Dean curses and turns to face them. I'm the only thing that's keeping Cas sane, huh? Dean thinks. Well fine, I'll stay with him.
"I need you to leave, now," the doctor says impatiently.
"I'm not leaving," Dean replies. "I'm staying with Cas no matter where you put him."
"Dean," Castiel says, surprised.
"I promised I would help you Cas," Dean says. "I friggin' meant it."
The doctor smirks. "You stay with him, you receive the same punishment."
"Dean, no," Castiel says, horrified, standing up. "You don't deserve this."
"Fine," Dean says. "I'll make a better deal."
"And what's that?" The doctor asks.
"I take all the punishment," Dean says, glaring fiercely at the doctor.
"Dean you can't!" Castiel says, eyes wide. "This is too far."
"Cas, I'm not abandoning you," Dean replies, turning to face the angel. "I'll do whatever it takes to save you." Dean wraps Castiel in a tight hug. "You are as important to me as Sam is."
A/N: Once again, end chapter! Hope this chapter was okay! Reviews make my day/night, so feel free to drop one! Any guesses as to what's going to happen? :D
See you next time! *salutes*
