(This is a short chapter. I am sorry but I have plans for the next one. Just comment a type of monster the boys has fought or one that has appeared in the show)
It was only hours after Castiel was attacked, the Angel was asleep. Curled up in a small ball, holding onto a pillow as Dean wasn't by his side at the moment. Dean was as well but resting on the couch, Sam was sleeping in the other couch. Each one had a Angel blade near them. Of course other weapons. Castiel groaned in pain, waking up first. His head rung, it felt like Hell. Sitting up and put his hands on his temples. It was a high pitch scream, ringing throughout his head. The hotel lights started to flicker as Castiel's tears streamed down his face. Not even able to cry out in pain. His vessel was getting warm, too warm. Dean and Sam woke up, of course already having weapons in their hands. "Cas!" Dean got up and quickly went to the Angel, hugging him. "Hey hey. It's okay. Calm down." Saying as Cas just sobbed, it hurt so badly. "Dean... my head." He cried out. Dean looked at Sam, "Medicine." Saying as Sam moved quickly, not wasting a second. Giving Dean a pill, they waited for Castiel's pain to down. Before giving his the medicine. Thank God that the lights didn't break. Dean softly rubbed the male's back, cleaning his face gently with a tissue. Cas had his eyes closed, taking only minutes to actually fall asleep. Dean and Sam exchanged looks before they too went to sleep.
- Time Skip (Castiel P.O.V) -
His head was fogged, it pounded but no longer ringing. He was overheating, sweating like the holy fire did to him the day prior. Getting up from the bed and went to the bathroom. Closing and locked the door behind him. He needed to be cold, coughing and took off his Trench coat, it seemed Dean dressed him in new clothing. Pulling each article quickly, it was sticking grossly to his body. And turned the shower on cold, jumping in. His vessel was freezing, goosebumps appearing on his skin. Groaning softly at the feel of being cool. Resting his forehead against the shower wall. He felt the world spinning around him. Each movement made him almost want to just pass out and sleep. The amount of grace he has been using for the past few days was too much that his body wasn't reacting well. Sighing out, being here for way too long. Getting out and turned off the water. Getting changed, not sure where the towels were so he was a little wet.
- Normal -
Dean and Sam looked at each other confused, "Angels don't shower I thought." Sam spoke first, as Dean just tilted his head. "That's what Cas told me... Something doesn't feel right." Mumbling, waiting. Cas came out, dressed of course. His hair was wet, not sure how to set it. Slowly moving and wet straight under the covers to go back to sleep. His body begged for rest. Sam and Dean just watched. Not wanting to disturb the other.
Dean looked over at Sam with a frown.
"Something really doesn't feel right."
