A/N: (Had to re-post cos found some really stupid spelling mistakes after I posted the chapter. Sorry!)

"Peas, carrots or mixed?" after Detention Cas had gone to Dean's house as he helped sort his out hand which in a very short period of time had swollen and developed a pretty angry redness. "Who freezes carrots?" he asked as Dean struggled and Cas pointed at the peas. He placed the frozen peas on his top of his hand and sighed with relief. "Cas… what did you mean by knowing the feeling of being abandoned?" the sound of the frozen peas cracking under the pressure told Dean how sensitive the subject was. Castiel sat down resting his hand on the counter. "I should not have said that." He only murmured before going quiet again. "You'd be surprised how much can come out when you're pissed. So what did you mean?" Castiel regarded Dean with a steady narrowed eyed look, as if he was trying to decide whether Dean was trustworthy enough for his secrets. "Gabriel is not my only Brother, I have two others. Michael and Raphael." Castiel bit his lip anxiously. "My Family life was not normal, after my Mother passed Father did not cope very well. He still suffers her loss to this day. Michael and Raphael were not as supportive as they should have been."

"So in others words you needed their support and they didn't bother to help?" Castiel's eyebrows lifted in surprise of Dean understanding the situation. "Which kinda explains why you were so angry about when I left Sam on his own. Man I'm sorry." Castiel swallowed a surge on emotion and distracted himself by checking his hand. "Do you think it is broken?" Dean took his hand gently in his, the warmth of his skin making his cold and numb skin buzz. "No the swellings gone down, probably gonna hurt like a bitch for a couple weeks."

Castiel noted how Dean's fingers lingered on his cold skin before he placed the frozen vegetable bag on top of his hand. "Dean, might I ask a question?"

"Shoot."

"What is it that you like about Lisa?" a single muscle ticked in Dean's jaw that he rubbed self-consciously. "I dunno never really thought about it to be honest. She's pretty messed up but it's a no strings attached thing. I have this pretty bad habit of attracting the messed up and strange ones." Castiel could not help but feel just a little insulted by the statement. "It's nothing against you or anything, just that I don't want love or affectionate and she's the same." He tried his best to understand. "It's sex basically we like it and the only reason we're 'dating' is so it doesn't tarnish her school reputation or something like that." Castiel stared at Dean blankly as he tried to make sense of the information being told to him. "So you are sex friends?" Dean chuckled a little at Castiel's attempt, which shocked Castiel since he knew very little about sex but enough not to be awkward around it. "Yeah in a way." Dean took the bag off Castiel's hand and replaced it with another, while throwing the used one back in the freezer. "Her Brother died a couple years a go and whenever she sees Sammy she gets a little crazy and really spiteful if I'm spending time with someone other than her. Her Brother was around his age when he died and she hasn't really coped, which is why I got her away from Sammy like I did. I don't want him to see her having a freak out. I was trying to protect him but in the wrong way I guess. That's what happened last night. She wanted to get serious I said no and she did a runner, it took half the night to find her."

Castiel suddenly felt a twinge of guilt at having been so angry with Dean and not knowing the full story. "But what you were saying about Sammy needing me you're right. I should've called her family or something but I really didn't want her getting hurt on my conscience. The guilt heightened as he looked down at the floor staring at his shoes. He felt Dean lift his chin with his hand, his fingers cupping his jaw. "Cas, look at me." It took a moment but he finally stared into the mixed green and hazel eyes and saw so many different emotions slipping in and around. "Don't feel bad for hitting me, I've already figured its part of being me. But when I see Sammy I'm not going to let him down. He's more important than some girl who wants comfort I can't give her." Castiel licked his dry lips quickly a movement that Dean's eyes followed. He stared into Dean's eyes and watched as they dilated dark green, all trace of hazel vanished engulfed in the heated green. "I am afraid to say that Bobby may give you a hard time for leaving Sam." Dean groaned and leaned his forehead against Cas'. "Great but I suppose I deserve it in a way."

He heard Dean sigh as the doorbell rang pulling them apart and putting a distance between the closeness they were sharing. Dean disappeared and came back with Lisa. Her eyes flickered between them suspiciously. "What's he doing here?" his stomach tightened at her tone it was accusing he tried his best to avoid her gaze. "Cas had a little accident." He heard her snort and mutter. "Seems like he's nothing but an accident." He bit the inside of his mouth at the words; the hurt tore at his heart and the realisation that she and his Father were both similar. Spiteful and denying that the ones they loved had passed on. "Lisa what the hell are you doing?"

Castiel! You are an accident and abomination! You should never had been created!

Those were the many things his Father had said to him when the grief and alcohol had hit him particularly bad. The emotion built in his throat blocking his ability to breathe as his eyes burned with tears. He stood quickly depositing the now melted bag in the sink. "I should go."

Even without words Dean knew what Lisa had said had effect Cas, he grabbed him to stop him leaving. "No you were here first, Lisa what do you want?" Dean stared at the girl whose eyes were black holes of coldness. "Oh nothing in particular, thought we could have a bit of fun. But it seems you're already entertaining." Under his hand he felt Cas shaking from the repressed tears. "I told you last night I'm not interested, you know where the door is right? Use it."

The spiteful air filled the room radiating off the girl in front him. "Fine, but you'll regret this Dean. Have fun with your freak of a friend but I doubt he can give you everything you want." He felt the flinch of Lisa's word as she left with a parting smirk but no words. "Hey Cas are you all right?" the boy stood still under his hand until two tears fell to the floor. "Hey, hey don't cry. She's just a really angry person and to make herself feel better she has to be a heartless bitch."

Cas pulled away from Dean's gripped and moved away trying to put his emotions back where they belonged. Hidden and buried. "Grief can make the nicest person cruel and heartless it is not her fault." Cas lifted his head his back to Dean.

"I understand that more than anyone, it leaves a hole where the heart should be and anything can aggravate the pain."

A/N: This Chapter sort of explaining Dean's actions and that Lisa is a nutter plain and simple...
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