A/N: Hey guys, guess who updated another chapter? I wrote this chapter in the thirty minutes of lunch we had when I got to school, so I hope it's okay. This chapter is shorter (only a page and a half written), but like I said, I was going to write each chapter as long as I felt it was right. As always, thanks to those who reviewed: roxxroj, d767468, The Mysterious Shadow, and Maddy Love Castiel.

The Mysterious Shadow: Yes, I know I'm alternating Sam's personality xD I was deciding whether he should be like the comforter or the one who will make trouble, and I decided on the latter because, y'know, he does have his reason, but also because I think Dean's the one to be the nicer in this story xD

Alright, enough rambling! Let's get this next chapter out, shall we?

Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural nor any of its characters for that matter. You happy?

"Cas, please, ya gotta snap out of it!" Dean says, staring wide-eyed at Castiel who was grinning wickedly.

"I don't think you're in charge of me," Castiel growls and throws Dean backward, slamming him into a nearby tree.

"Dean!" Sam yells, running to his brother and helps him up. Sam then turns to Castiel, drawing out his gun. "Don't you dare go near him."

Castiel chuckles, an unnatural sound coming from the angel, and then flicks the gun from Sam's hand. "Says who?"

Sam gulps and then draws out a knife.

"Sam, no!" Dean says. "Don't hurt him."

"Why not? It won't affect him anyway," Sam replies. "Face it, Cas can't snap out of this."

Castiel growls again and tosses Sam backward. "You're too annoying."

Dean walks forward slowly. "Cas, please. You know me."

Castiel's eyes fall on Dean and Dean watches as the angel tilts his head before shaking his head. "You don't know me…"

"Yes, I do, Cas," Dean interrupts, stepping closer. "This is not you and you know it!" Dean grabs Castiel by his shirt. "I know you know this isn't you."

"Dean, be careful," Sam warns, standing up.

Dean watches Castiel's eyes widen. "C'mon, Cas. I know you can fight this." He keeps his hold on Castiel, staring him in the eyes. "Do this for me."

Castiel blinks and then groans, shutting his eyes. Dean lets go of the angel, watching as Castiel sways, shaking his head.

After a moment, Dean decides to speak. "Cas?" He asks hesitantly.

Castiel lifts his head slowly- his eyes were back to blue and were focused. "Dean?"

"Thank God," Dean breathes and immediately pulls Castiel in for a hug. "You're okay."

Sam huffs and heads back in the house, grumbling.

Dean lets Castiel go, sighing in relief.

"What did I do?" Castiel questions.

Dean shrugs. "Nothing too bad," Dean says. "You just kinda tossed us around like a salad, but that's it."

Castiel frowns. "I don't understand that reference," Castiel says, tilting his head.

Dean bursts out laughing. "I knew you wouldn't," Dean says after calming down. "I'm just glad you're okay." Dean gives his best stern look. "From now on you're never leaving my sight, is that understood?"

"Yes, Dean," Castiel says and nods.

Dean lets out a breath. "Good," Dean says and then hugs Castiel again. "I can't bear to lose you."

There was a moment of silence before Castiel spoke. "Is this a chick-flick moment?"

"Yes, now don't ruin it you nerdy angel," Dean mummers into Castiel's shoulder.

For the first time, Castiel gives a real smile.

A/N: Annnnndddddd end chapter. Hmmm. This was mostly kind of a fluff chapter, short and sweet. But I hope you like it nonetheless. If you are lucky, and are devout little readers, I may update a third time today :D We'll see how it goes. I'm thinking doing next chapter half in Dean's POV and the other half Castiel's POV. Hope you liked it!

Random Fact: I'm left handed, but I serve with my right hand whenever I play volleyball.

Until next time! *salutes*