Cas really hated traveling with Abaddon. She flirted with Dean and that made Cas mad. Sometimes Dean would blush, which would make Cas clench his fist and dig his nails into his palm.

When they made their first stop Dean suggested they all slept in a different bed. Cas didn't talk at all. Which worried Dean.

Cas wouldn't eat either. He would pick at whatever type of food they got and usually only ate a bite.

Cas curled up on the couch and looked at the leather. Abaddon and Dean were talking about something that Cas didn't pay much attention to. Lily decided that Dean and Abaddon were cooler than Cas and she would sleep with one of them.

Cas felt someone rest their hand on his shoulder and he jumped. Abaddon went out to go get food or something.

"Are you ok?" Dean asked.

Cas nodded, his face still facing the leather.

"Come on, what's wrong?" Dean asked as he sat Cas up.

"Nothing," Cas mumbled.

"Cas, you haven't eaten in days and you barely talk," Dean said.

Cas rolled his eyes.

"Who is the missing person?" Dean asked, changing the subject.

"No one," Cas said.

"Come on Cas, seriously, what's wrong?" He asked.

"Nothing Dean, I said nothing was wrong and I mean it," he yelled.

Dean held his hands up in surrender, "Fine. Just trying to help," he mumbled as he got up.

"Well stop trying to help. You're not making things any better," Cas said as he grabbed his book bag and got up.

"Where are you going?" Dean asked.

Cas ignored him and grabbed a gun.

"Cas, where are you going?" Dean asked again as he walked over to Cas.

"Somewhere, anywhere but here," he said.

Dean frowned, "Fine, go," he said as he sat down.

Cas opened the door and walked out. He didn't know where he was going but he wanted to get away.

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Eventually Cas found his way to Deans base. He saw someone come to the gate when they saw him. "Cas?" The lady asked.

"Ellen," Cas said, "Could you please let me in?" He asked.

Ellen nodded and opened the gate. "Where's Dean?" She asked, worry filled her voice.

"He's fine, he wanted to keep on looking for his brother, he found someone to help him," Cas mumbled.

"Who?" Ellen asked.

"Someone named Abaddon," Cas said.

Ellen nodded. "Well, glad to hear he's ok. Would you like something to eat?"

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Dean sighed as Lily climbed on his stomach. She reminded Dean of Cas. On the bright side, Abaddon helped Dean find Sam. They all were making their way back to the base. This was their last stop.

Dean got up and stretched. "Wake up," he told Abaddon and Sam. They both did and they got ready for their walk to the base. It wasn't going to be long. Probably only about twenty minutes.

"Good morning Dean," Abaddon said.

"Morning," Dean said as he put stuff in his book bag. "Ready to walk?"

Abaddon and Sam both nodded. They started walking and it didn't take them very long to get to the base.

"Boys," Ellen said with a big smile as she hugged Sam and Dean.

Dean smiled. "Hey Ellen. Is Cas here by any chance?" He asked.

Ellen nodded, "Ya he should be in cabin eight," she said.

"Thanks," Dean said as he walked off in the direction of the cabin. Ellen was helping Sam and Abaddon.

He opened the door and was surprised to see only Cas was in there. Usually there were ten people in each cabin.

Cas was facing a wall, he didn't bother to look back when he heard someone open the door.

He had definitely gotten thinner. "Hey Cas," Dean said as he walked over to his bed.

Cas nodded, "Hi," he said.

Dean missed Cas' voice. He sat on the bed and pulled Cas up into a sitting position, he was much lighter.

Dean hugged Cas. "I missed you," he whispered.

Cas closed his eyes. He missed Dean too. He put his arms around Deans waist, "I missed you too," he said.

Dean eventually let go. "It was boring without you," he said.

Cas frowned, "You know why I left right?" He asked.

"Well, I have an idea, but tell me anyways," he said.

"I was jealous. You obviously like Abaddon. And Abaddon makes me feel uncomfortable. She knows to much," Cas admitted.

Dean frowned, "I much rather have you than Abaddon," he said as he leaned over and kissed Cas.

Cas smiled against his lips. When they pulled away Cas longed for more. He wished he wouldn't have left.

Dean got up. "I got to go help Ellen," he said pointing to the door.

Cas frowned. "Ok," he said.

Dean looked into his eyes. "Cas, are you hungry?" He asked.

Cas shrugged, "Kind of," he said.

"I'll bring you some food," he said. Before Cas could protest he was out of the cabin.

When he came back he was holding a plate with beef and bread on it. "Here," he said.

"Thank you," he said as he ate the bread.

Dean nodded and sat next to him. Cas felt awkward to be the only one eating. "Did you find Sam?" He asked.

As if on cue, Sam walked through the door, "Dean, Ellen needs yo- Cas?" He asked.

"Sam," Cas said.

"You- you're still alive?" He asked.

Cas nodded. "No thanks to you," he mumbled.

"I ran away because of you," Sam said.

"Oh really? What did I do? I took care of you and you took my food and water and left!" Cas yelled.

Sam clenched his fist, "Dean, Ellen needs you," he said leaving.

Dean frowned, "Did that really happen?" He asked.

"Ellen needs you," Cas mumbled.

"Cas, did that really happen?" Dean asked again.

Cas nodded, "Yes, and-" he paused, "and more," he finished.

"Like what?" Dean asked.

Cas lifted the side of his shirt to reveal a stab wound.

"He did this?" Dean asked as he gently traced his finger over the wound.

Cas nodded, "But it's not a big deal. He probably did it because he was scared," Cas said pulling his shirt down.

Dean clenched his fist and left the cabin.

"What the hell Sam?" Dean asked as he shoved Sam into a table.

"What?" He asked.

"You stabbed Cas," Dean said.

Sam rolled his eyes. Dean was being over dramatic. Cas was now there trying to stop them, but Dean kept his grip on Sam.

"Oh, you mean your boyfriend?" Sam asked with a small laugh.

Dean moved him from against the table to against the wall.

"Stop it Dean," Cas said.

Dean looked at him. He realesed his grip on Sam and nodded. "He hurt you," Dean said quietly.

"And you really want to hurt him back? Dean, come on," Cas said.

Dean clenched his fists. "Why did you stab him?" He asked Sam.

"Because he's a dick," he said.

"I'm the dick?" Cas asked.

Sam nodded.

"You're the one who fucking stabbed me, left me, and took all my food and water that I worked hard to get," Cas yelled.

"Abaddon told us," Sam said smiling.

"Told you?" Cas almost whispered.

"Sam, don't you dare bring that up," Dean said.

"Why not? He already knows anyways," Sam said with a wide grin.

"Know what?" Cas demanded.

"Your son. How he 'died'."

Cas clenched his fists. "How the hell did she find out?"

Dean placed his hand on Cas' shoulder. "We don't know," he said, "But don't worry."

"Where is she?" Cas asked camly.

"She's in cabin four," Sam said.

Cas walked in that direction. "How the hell do you know so much about me?" He asked as he opened the door.

Abaddon was facing away from him, "Hello Castiel," She said as she turned around.

"Answer my damn question," Cas said.

Abaddon smiled and got up. "Your son is alive, not very well, but alive," she paused, "In a camp called... Sabbat De Sang," She said.

Cas frowned, "What do you mean 'He's not very well'?"

"I mean, he's sick, and dying," she said.

"Where is this camp Sabbat De Sang?" He asked.

Abaddon smiled, "Not very far. A two day walk if you take no breaks. Head east and you'll eventually come upon it. Oh, and when you're there, tell them Abaddon sent you," She said.

"How do I know this isn't a trap?" Cas asked. He wasn't as mad as he was earlier with her.

"It's not. Oh, and the english translation is Blood Sabbath," She said.

Cas raised an eyebrow, "A camp named Blood Sabbath?"

She nodded, "Yes, that's one of the reasons I stayed there. Now go, I'm tired," she said as she pushed him out the cabin door.