A/N: Okay people! Last update of the day! :D I'm free-writing this whole chapter, so I don't know how long it's going to be, nor where it's going. But alas! *grabs coke zero and a bag of Fritos* Let's do this!
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Dean leads Castiel in his room, tell him to change, and then says he'll be right back. Dean storms to the living room where he finds Sam sitting at the table, typing away.
"What the Hell?" Dean says, standing in front of his brother.
Sam glances up at his brother. "What?"
Dean punches Sam square in the jaw. "Be lucky that's all I'm doing."
"What was that for?" Sam asks, rubbing his jaw.
"Don't act like you don't know!" Dean yells. "You, the switching from being 'go away' to 'I'm here' to 'I'm gonna kill you' act."
"Dean, I was only trying to protect you," Sam starts.
"You could have just let me try!" Dean shouts. "Why don't you stop being a jerk once in a while, huh?"
"Oh, so I'm the jerk?" Sam questions. "Honestly Dean, what the Hell are you thinking? You've seen how Cas acts, how it's getting worse. We can't protect him."
"I protected you!" Dean yells. "I never gave up on you when you were off your hooks, wheeling around with Lucifer! So don't tell me I can't protect Cas!"
"Well you can't!" Sam argues, standing up. "We don't even know what that Leviathan doctor has done to him."
"I thought you were always the optimistic one," Dean says. "The one who forgave people and gave them chances."
"This is different," Sam says.
"How?" Dean asks. "How the Hell is this different?"
Sam doesn't answer.
"Like I said before," Dean says, advancing toward his brother. "You lay a damn finger on Cas, so help me, I'll kick your ass to Pluto and I'll never, ever forgive you. You might be my brother, and I look out for you, but that doesn't mean you're Goody Two-Shoes." Dean turns and storms back to his room. Dean heads in to see Castiel sitting on the bed, cross-legged.
"Hey, Cas," Dean says, sitting on the bed with him. "How's it going?"
Castiel glances up at Dean. "I'm fine, I suppose." He glances down at the sheets. He won't admit it, but Castiel felt safer whenever Dean is by him. It is the only time Castiel feels he's okay.
"Aw, Cassie's having an emotional moment," Lucifer says, sitting on the chair. "Can I help?"
Castiel's eyes flicker to Lucifer and then to Dean.
"You okay?" Dean asks. "Need me to get something?"
Castiel shakes his head. He felt mildly tired- going through whatever happened had made Castiel worn out.
"You can tell me anything you know," Dean says. "But if not, then I'll respect that."
"I know, Dean," Castiel says. "Thank you for everything you do."
"Hmmm, maybe I should do something to Dean," Lucifer says, smirking.
Castiel immediately jumps up. "No."
Dean jumps backward. "Cas?"
"Huh,"Lucifer says, walking around. "You've always had a better connection to Dean than Sam." Lucifer grins and takes out a knife. "I think I got it now."
"What are you doing?" Castiel says, moving to stand in front of Dean.
"Oh, just starting back up on my torture," Lucifer says, gliding towards Dean. "I got to keep you on your toes."
Castiel's heartbeat quickened and grabbed Lucifer, though to Dean it looks like he was grabbing nothing. "You don't lay a finger, a knife, a arm, or anything on Dean!" Castiel shouts.
"Oh, c'mon, brother," Lucifer says. "You never talk to me, so how else am I supposed to get your attention?"
Castiel growls and shoves Lucifer. "Stay away!" Castiel shouts.
"Cas, what's going on?" Dean asks.
Castiel turns to look at Dean, who's staring at him with a concerned expression.
"I… uh…" Castiel can't form a proper sentence to explain, so he chooses a name. "Lucifer."
"Son of a bitch is bothering you?" Dean asks, stepping beside Castiel. "He can't hurt me."
Castiel turns his eyes sadly to Dean. "But he has," Castiel whispers. "Over and over to me in the asylum."
Dean gulps softly. "It's not real, you know that," Dean says, glancing at Castiel. "I think I'm almost done getting a way to fix you."
Castiel perks up with interest. "What have you found?"
"Well, we'll need the help of another angel," Dean begins, "which I'm not too crazy about, but it's the only way I've found that seems to work."
"Ugh, nothing they try is going to work, I hope they know that," Lucifer says from behind Castiel. "You should know that as well."
Castiel straightens, trying to ignore Lucifer. "I suppose we will have to find out," Castiel says to Dean. He's puzzled when Dean doesn't respond, only that Dean is staring back at him with a kind of stupid trance. "Dean?"
Dean blinks and shakes his head. "Yeah, uh," Dean coughs. "We'll see." Dean smiles and pats Castiel on the shoulder. "We'll get through this-we always do."
Castiel tilts his head. Dean seemed like he wanted to say or do something else, but didn't. Castiel steps forward and hugs Dean.
"Cas?" Dean asks, surprised.
"You always give me one," Castiel says, pulling back. "I thought I would give you one."
Dean stares at Castiel with a stupefied look and then bursts out laughing uncontrollably for two minutes. "Ah, Cas, you're gonna kill me, "Dean wheezes, leaning against the bed.
"I don't want to kill you," Castiel says, a bit terrified. "I would never kill you."
"It's a.." Dean starts to laugh but controls himself, "just an expression Cas. I know you wouldn't kill me." Dean smiles.
Seeing Dean so happy in what seems like a long time makes Castiel feel happy, and as Castiel stares at Dean, he tilts his head a trifle and smiles along with Dean.
"Geez, will you guys plan the wedding already?" Lucifer says from the chair he's sitting on. "Oh- but only if you make me your best man Cas."
Castiel twitches but refuses to look back at Lucifer. The bedroom door suddenly slams open and two people walk in.
"We're here for the patient," a familiar voice says. "Give us him and we'll let you keep your brother."
"I don't believe it," Dean growls, standing in front of Castiel. "You two. I knew it. I knew I couldn't trust you."
"Hello, Dean," another familiar voice says.
"Dean," Castiel says, sounding as frightened as he was in the den of iniquity.
"It's okay Cas," Dean said, shielding the angel. "I won't let them take you away from me."
A/N: Whew *sits back* So I think this chapter came out good-there was a fluffy moment and ended with…heh… a cliffhanger. ^^; *dives behind pillow fortress* But hey, I updated three times today! I think you could forgive me for a simple cliffhanger-right? Besides, you know I'll update tomorrow, it's not like I'm gonna wait a week.
I don't know why, but I thank my brain for churning out all these chapters so quickly! I guess I'm at the height of my creativity :D So enjoy these frequent updates! I love your reviews! They make me happy!
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Until next time! *salutes*