A/N: I am truly sorry for not updating sooner. Was on a trip with school in Istanbul and when I returned I caught an infection. Anyway, enough about me, here is the new chapter. Oh, before I forget, thank you so much for the reviews, I would have given up on this story a long time ago if it wasn't for you guys!

Chapter 4

Castiel was at Dean's side immediately, leaving Sam bewildered next to the lifeless body of the Bacche. Castiel had his arms stretched out, ready to smite the second Bacche as well but he came just an instant too late. All that could be heard was a ghostly chuckle that was left lingering in the air.

Running after her was the least of Cas' concerns though. He hastily kneeled down next to an unconscious Dean. He was in terrible shape, blood was still gushing down his pale face and above his heart the fabric of his shirt was sizzling, as if the Bacche burned right through it to reach his heart.

"Dean!" Castiel shouted. "Wake up!" But Dean showed no reaction. Gently, Castiel placed his hands on Dean's head, planning on fully healing him, but as soon as his fingertips had made contact with Dean's skin he withdrew them quickly. Touching Dean had sent an almost painful wave of warmth through his hands.

"What is wrong with him? Damn it Cas, heal him!" San had run over to them and was now looking anxiously at the angel, not understanding why he hadn't worked his normal mojo.

"I can't...your brother is burning up...It is affecting my powers in a way I do not understand." Castiel stuttered, shocked from the heat that still coursed through his body and his inability to heal Dean. Sam shoved aside Castiel and carefully started shaking Dean's shoulders with one hand while checking his temperature with the other.

"What the hell are you talking about? He's not burning up at all!"

Castiel frowned and brought his hand to Dean. He traced the back of Dean's hand with his index finger, again feeling the burning sensation that shot through him like an arrow. Castiel wrapped his entire hand around Dean's, trying very hard to ignore the foreign scorching feeling, when suddenly the hunter's eyes snapped open.

Loud gasping Dean sat upright, eyes wide and a look on his face as if he just had woken up from a terrible nightmare. "Dean!" Sam let out a sigh of relief. Dean turned confused to his brother. "Cas?", he managed to croak out. But when Sam said "no, it is Sam" a look of complete bewilderment came over him. "Cas?" he yelled. Castiel, in the meantime, had just stared at him with open mouth like he had never laid eyes on Dean before.

The angel didn't know what had come over him, but it was as if he was forced to look at Dean, just the thought of looking away sent a cold sting through his body. Sam snapped his fingers in front of Dean. "Cas is right there..." with his other hand he gestured towards Castiel who was now intently staring down at his hand, fingers entwined with Dean's.

The longer he was touching Dean's skin the stronger the heat had become and Castiel found the feeling very pleasant, so pleasant he actually ached for more.

He placed his other hand on Dean's shoulder, desperately seeking eye-contact and Dean turned to him, eyes glimmering with the same glow as Cas'.

As soon as they had made eye-contact, however, Dean's vision become blurred again. His head was pounding from all the falling and being knocked around. Even the warming sensation he was feeling could not fight the darkness any longer and he slipped into unconsciousness again.

Sam looked at his brother and Castiel in astonishment. He didn't have the slightest idea what was going on but rushed over just in time to grab Dean's shoulders to ensure he would not hit his head on the concrete floor. In the process, Cas had lost contact with Dean's body and the glowing feeling was being replaced by a cold ache, an emptiness that made him long for the heat to come back.

"What the hell is going on?" Sam shouted to Cas, who was still dazed from the sensation that touching Dean had caused. "I...I am not certain, I mean... I don't know." His words had come out slurred. "What do we do now?" Sam was trying to stay calm but the worry for his brother was clear in his eyes and his voice trembled, even if only in the slightest.

Staggering, Castiel stood upright, his eyes never leaving Dean. He carefully listened to the pounding of Dean's heart and a small smile appeared on his face when he heard a regular rhythm. "Dean is alright, he seems to be resting. I suggest we take him to Bobby. We'll think of our next course of action there." Sam nodded, feeling relieved they at least had a plan and even more so that Dean was not in mortal danger. For the time being at least.

Getting an unconscious Dean back to the Impala was a difficult task, but luckily Sam's height and strength were now of good use as he carried his brother to the car. Castiel walked a few paces behind him, lost in thought. He thought back of when he had confronted Dean in the hotel room, how he had felt when he'd found himself pressing Dean up again the wall.

Although Castiel has been around for a long, very long time, giving in to feelings, or feeling at all was relatively new to him. As much as the feeling that came over him, whenever he was around Dean, thrilled him, it scared him even more.

He couldn't tell exactly when the confusing feelings had started. Was it when he had first laid eyes on Dean in the depths of hell? Was it when the hunter had let him see his most vulnerable side, as he laid broken and shattered in the hospital bed? Perhaps it was when Dean had opened Cas' eyes to show there was more than blind obedience, that there was freedom and choice.

Castiel dropped his head, he didn't know. He only knew those feelings terrified him and how he was sure Dean didn't seem to share those feelings anyway.

Sadness washed over him and he suddenly felt like screaming. What was going on with him? For some reasons he found he couldn't push his feelings to the background anymore, as he usually did. Everything felt intensified. Sadness, doubt, confusion and longing. But above all the feeling of terror and Castiel was sure he had never felt more human. He also knew that there was something weird going on and that he should try to stay away from Dean.

Sam had reached the car and carefully lay his brother in the backseat. Cas had his hands on the door-handle of the passenger seat already, planning on sitting as far from Dean as possible when Sam turned to face him. "Cas, could you sit in the back with Dean? There's a first-aid kit there and someone has to take care of his wounds while I am driving."

Castiel looked at the ground, hesitating. The thought of placing his hands on Dean's face and being so close to him dispelled the cold ache in his chest that had settled there as soon as he had lost physical contact with Dean. However, the pleasant warm feeling had also scared him, he had felt out of control and vulnerable. The urge to take care of Dean won, however, and he slid in the backseat, placing Dean's legs on his lap so he had a good access to the still bleeding wounds.

Sam started the car and violently stepped on the gas pedal. Driving to Bobby would take two hours at least, even when driving three times fast than the speed limit.

While Sam was completely focused on driving as fast as he could, Castiel grabbed a bottle of water and a towel that he found in the backseat. The warming, vibrant feeling had returned and Cas found his hands were shaking with anticipation as he struggled to pour some water on the towel without spilling it on Dean.

He failed, some water had fallen on Dean's face which was dripping from his cheek to his jaw. Castiel swallowed heavily at the sight. It was going to be a long drive.

A/N: Yeah... not sure how this chapter turned out. It seemed a bit off in places. If you could please review to let me know what you thought of it, that would be great. Seriously, reviews make me equally happy as when Cas invades Dean's personal space :)

Quick side-note: thanks to my awesome sister, HannaK3, who helped me tremendously with this chapter, I would not have updated if it wasn't for her.