Okay so this chapter is a bit longer, I'm sorry that it's taken me so long to get this done. I ended up getting my Tumblr filled with requests for more so thanks for your support. Again, reviews please. I enjoy them.

Warning for child abuse

Dean bent over in pain, clutching his ribs. John glared down at him, 'You're worthless. You can't even take care of Sammy right.' The boy's eyes began to well up with tears. He shook his head and looked up at his father. The tears began to flow down his cheek once he saw the disappointment and anger in his father's eyes.

'I'm sorry, sir. I should have been watching Sam while he was playing. But to be fair, I was making him food!' A jolt of pain ran through his body and he was on the ground before he knew it. His father had punched him across the face. Dean sat up and rubbed his jaw. He lowered his eyes toward the ground, he didn't want to see the look John had.

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Castiel growled at his superior, 'Why am I not allowed to go see Dean? He could be in trouble!' Uriel shook his head,

'We can not afford to have you ruin this for us. This will help us.'

The younger angel tilted his head to the side, 'What will help you?'

Uriel smiled a devious smile, 'Nothing of your concern young one.' The younger angel clenched his fists together, his teeth gritting. He was furious, all he wanted to do was save his human friend. Pain filled Castiel as he saw the young hunter curl into a ball and let tears flow.

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Dean walked into his classroom, his body sore. Sadly, the beating didn't stop with just a punch to the chest and face. A hand pressed against his chest, as he looked up he saw his teacher, Mrs. Hudson. She looked worried, 'Dean, what happened? Why do you have a bruise on your face?'

The hunter forced a smile, 'I was playing baseball yesterday and of course I forgot to pay attention, so I got hit in the face.' Mrs. Hudson smiled and let out a laugh in relief. Dean made his way to his seat and sat next to Castiel. The angel looked at Dean with pity and sorrow. 'What?' Dean glared over.

Castiel hesitated, 'Where did you really get that bruise?'

'Shouldn't you know? I mean you are my guardian angel.'

'I'm sorry but I also have other things to do instead of watch after you all day. Maybe try not getting in danger?'

A flash of hurt passed through Dean's eyes as he looked away. The angel instantly regretted everything he had said. 'Dean, I-'

The hunter shook his head. 'I know.' He stood up from his seat, 'Mrs. Hudson, may I be excused? I'm not feeling well.' The teacher nodded with a faint smile as Dean walked out of the classroom.

Castiel stood up, 'I shall go check on him if that's okay.'

'Very well, just be back to get tonight's homework.'

Castiel nodded and ran after the hunter. He put a hand on Dean's shoulder gently. The boy twirled around, his musky eyes now filled with fear. The angel's eyes widened, 'Dean. Are you okay?' Dean looked toward the ground as he nodded.

'I'm fine, Cas. I just- Things are bad at home.' A lone tear dripped off his cheek and onto his shoe.

Castiel pulled him into a hug, 'I'll fix it. Somehow I'll fix it for you. I promise.'