A/N: Hey guys! Surprised to see me update this quickly? So am I! Cheers for updating twice in a day! :D I just couldn't leave you guys off with a cliffhanger, so here's the next part! Thanks to roxxroj, The Mysterious Shadow, Maddy Love Castiel, and d767468 for reviewing!
d767468- They are a kind of flip-flop, but they're the only kind I will wear, I dunno why xD
Onto the next chapter! Let's-a-go!
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Water sprays and the Leviathan hisses, backing away, only to have its head cut off. Dean stares in shock and then glances at door. Sam is standing breathless, holding an axe and a container.
"Dean, you okay?" Sam asks, putting the stuff down.
"Yeah," Dean replies and goes to help Castiel up. "C'mon, let's go."
The three dart out of the room and Sam locks the room. They head out unnoticed (which made Dean suspicious but he wasn't complaining). They get into the Impala and then Dean drives off. As Dean drives, he can feel the tension in the car, but he's prepared for Sam's questions.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Sam questions.
"Because it wasn't something you could help with," Dean replies.
"What do you mean?" Sam asks skeptically.
"Face it, Cas would have freaked out if you came each time," Dean says.
"What?" Sam says disbelievingly. "You don't know that."
"I do, actually," Dean barks. "Lucifer would have tormented Cas even more."
Sam pauses. "How long have you been doing this?"
"Two months," Dean shrugs. "I had it under control."
"Yeah, until today," Sam snaps.
Dean chooses not to reply to that. The rest of the drive home is silent, but Dean doesn't mind. Once they arrive home, Sam heads inside while Dean helps Castiel. The angel had become extremely silent, not even talking to Dean. Once they go inside, Dean sits Castiel on the couch and then goes to get some fresh clothes. Dean was only in his room a minute before he hears Sam yell his name. Dean rushes to the living room where he sees Castiel standing up, holding a knife pointing at himself.
"Cas!" Dean yells, rushing forward to the angel. "What do you think you're doing?"
Castiel doesn't reply, doesn't even look at Dean.
"Sam, what happened?" Dean asks, turning slightly to his brother.
"I just walked in the room and he freaked out," Sam exclaims, holding his hands up in surrender.
Dean rolls his eyes. "Told you," Dean mutters before turning his direction to Castiel. "Cas, can you hear me?"
Castiel twitches, but does not look at Dean; his eyes remain on the knife.
"Cas!" Dean says, louder. He wants to reach out but he doesn't because he's afraid Castiel will snap.
Castiel's eyes drift slowly to Dean-their clouded, dull and unfocused.
"Cas," Dean says again, putting a hand on Castiel's shoulder. "What's wrong?"
Castiel's eyes stay on Dean, though still unresponsive. Dean feels his heartbeat quicken; he did not know what was happening-it had never been this bad.
"Cas!" Dean shouts, now choosing to shake the angel. "Snap out of it!"
Castiel does snap out of his trance- and attacks Dean. His sudden outburst surprises Dean and Dean has a delayed reaction in trying to defend himself.
"Dean!" Sam yells, rushing to help his brother but Dean shouts a 'no' back.
"Cas, quit it!" Dean says, blocking the angel's attacks. "I'm not Lucifer!"
Castiel falters, but only for a moment. Dean takes that moment to yank the knife out of Castiel's hand and then wraps the angel in a tight hug, saying "it's okay."
There was a pause before Castiel spoke. "Dean?" Castiel asks softly.
Dean sighs in relief and then holds Castiel at arms length. "You okay?"
"I… I think so," Castiel says. "I don't remember what happened." The angel glances at Dean's shoulder and then backs away in fear. "I'm sorry, Dean. I didn't mean it."
Dean frowns and then glances at his left shoulder, and notices the gash. "It's fine, Cas, I know you didn't mean it," Dean says. "It doesn't even hurt that much."
"You're fine with this?" Sam asks, astonished.
"It's not Cas' fault!" Dean snaps.
"Dean, he attacked you!" Sam says. "He'll do it again; he can't stay with us."
"Says who?" Dean asks angrily. "He's not going back to the asylum."
"Then somewhere with Meg," Sam says.
"Cas won't be safe with Meg," Dean replies. "Even after all she's done, I still don't trust that demon."
"Dean, what if he tries to kill you in the middle of the night?" Sam asks.
"Cas won't!" Dean shouts. "And stop talking like Cas isn't here." Dean gives a huff and then walks over to the angel, who was kneeling on the floor. "Cas, it's okay, really."
"Sam's right," Castiel says hoarsely. "I can't stay."
"Cas, I've talked about this with you," Dean says. "You're not leaving me and I'm not leaving you."
Castiel shakes his head in response.
"C'mon," Dean says and helps Castiel up.
"I can't believe this," Sam says, throwing his hands up.
"Cas is staying here, so zip it," Dean snaps and then leads Castiel to his bedroom. "There's a fresh pair of clothes for you on the bed. Tell me when you're done, okay?"
Castiel nods and then goes to change.
Dean waits out the door, staring at the wall. The pain in his shoulder was more present, but Dean could still ignore it. A spark of anger flows through Dean though he doesn't know why, and then walks over to Sam.
"If you ever try to send Castiel away, I swear I'll never forgive you," Dean growls. "You better watch yourself."
A/N: And, end chapter! Hope this was good enough! I feel like every chapter I write has to be better than the last xD Still, I hope you liked it!
Until next time! *salutes*