Quick Writers Note!

So the first chapter was heart breaking yes? Sorry for the sadness my lovely reader.

But Dean must suffer it's only natural. I'm a bit mad at how lazy I was when I started writing this, They get longer I pinky promise :)

Shot out to my baby brother Sammy, I'm writing a chapter just for you!(Yes I have a Supernatural family lol I am the Dean ^^)

I love writing chapters for people :) so if you want message me and I shall do one for you ;)

Anyway! Onto the story! Send me some review love and comment!

-Death Bed Confessions Chapter 2: Couldn't sleep.

The machine repeatedly let out slow and short beeps. Pumping air into the broken angel's lungs, keeping Cas barely alive. Dean never slept during the next few days, Too afraid that if he did Cas would disappear like some dream. The nurses would bring Dean trays of food but he never touched them other than to push them away. He was beginning to feel weak and more angry as the days went by. Sam and Bobby came to visit sometimes but only stayed for no more than an hour. Dean always kept silent, never talked to anyone but his blue eyed angel.

"Hey man, It's been a week since...It's been too damn long. And you're not getting any better... I'm not sleeping. I yelled at the nurse yesterday when she touched your clothes...She said that they needed to be washed because it was "unsanitary" those idiots don't know anything, No one is washing that coat until you wake up god damn it."

Dean sighed rubbing his forehead as he held back tears again. He told himself repeatedly he had to be strong for Cas, It was nearly impossible not to get upset at this point. He felt as though he was falling from a cliff and the drop seemed to carry on. All his emotions washed over him as he continued to fall. All except hope, his hope of Cas waking up was beginning to fade and no matter how hard he tried he couldn't hold onto it.

"I realized that for some reason I smell like you and yesterday...When I figured it out I started shaking and...well I broke down crying...I feel like I should be able to help you...but I'm powerless...I don't want you to die..."

Dean bent forward and laid his head in his hands and began to cry. Even harder than before, It scared him. The thought of loosing Cas... Dean's cries only got louder as he continued. Dean sat on the floor holding onto the metal rod attached to the bed and tried to pull himself together but the tears continued to run down his face.

"Cas if you can hear me...Please fight this...I know I've said this before and I mean it but I really need you...You're all I have left, Sammy went and abandoned me for that demon bitch Ruby, Bobby is still here but...every time I bring you up in the conversation he yells at me. Saying things like You need to get your head on straight! He's going to die and there's nothing you can do to change that! so give it up Dean. He's wrong though..I can't give up on you Cas...You saved me from Hell...in more than just one way...I won't give up on you."

Dean stood up moving over to the bed running his hand through Cas' hair and sighing "I'm not leaving your side. I don't care how long it takes, I won't leave until I see those blue eyes open again..."

Dean kissed the angel's forehead and sat back down in the short chair behind him. A knock came at the door and Dean made no acknowledgment of the nurse kneeling beside him.

"Sir, you have to get some sleep. It's not healthy." As she went to nudge his arm he sighed unwillingly turning his gaze from Cas to her.

"I know." She nodded and pointed towards the small bench like couch under the TV that was sitting facing the bed.

"I doubt this chair is comfortable to sleep in. Go on and rest. If anything happens I'll wake you up." He nodded and reluctantly stood up, Dean silently stood by the bed waiting for the nurse to leave.

"Good night Sir." As she closed the door Dean crawled into the bed and laid next to Cas wrapping Cas' trench coat over them like a blanket.

"Night Cas...Sweet dreams.."