I do not own supernatural or its characters! Sorry this took so long. I have not abandoned this story. Thank you for sticking with it if you have. Again, really sorry. As much as I'd like to blame the long wait on the fact that I have a baby now, it's really mostly because I'm on an NCIS kick (reading not writing). Although, it is hard to type with a baby in your lap, but anywho, here's the chapter…Oh and definitely not following the story line…

At the end of the last chapter…

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Sam said, tossing and turning, as Cas called his name. Finally, Sam opened his eyes and realized where he was. He burst into tears and continued his repeated apologies. Cas tried in vain to calm Sam, but it was useless.

After ten minutes, Sam showed no signs of calming. Unsure of what to do, Castiel's normally stoic angel demeanor dropped and he yelled in a panic, his voice breaking slightly. "B-Bobby!"

Chapter 4

Bobby Singer came running into the room at Castiel's call. Half asleep, Bobby swung a shotgun around wildly, looking for the problem. "What's wrong? What happened?" Due to his half-awake, half asleep state, it took longer than normal for Bobby to notice Sam's distressed state.

"Nightmare." Cas replied, his eyes closed tight as if he was in physical pain. "He's been like this for ten minutes now. I do not know what I should do. Usually he calms down by now. Actually, that's not true. When I put him to sleep, he does not normally have nightmares, but the few I have witnessed …" He trailed off and sighed, looking helplessly at Bobby. "He should have calmed by now. What's wrong?"

Bobby approached Sam carefully, slowly so as not to frighten him. Sam looked up at him with tears steadily streaming down his face and hurled himself into Bobby's arms. "Hey Sam. Everything's okay now. Just a bad dream. You're going to be fine."

Sam stopped his mantra of apologies and sobbed uncontrollably instead. Finally, he calmed enough to speak. "I'm sorry. I- I can't- I don't- Dean's going to hate me. I can't tell him. He'll tell you it's my fault and neither of you will-will like me anymore and you shouldn't like me, but-but I need you. Cas, I need you. Please don't tell him. I can't tell him. Please- Just- Take me somewhere else. Please I can't do this." Sam turned to Cas and buried himself in the angel's shoulder.

"It's alright Samuel. Everything will be fine. If you want to leave, I will of course take you anywhere you wish, but listen to me beforehand." Cas took a steadying breath as he ran his hand through Sam's hair. "You should tell your brother what that awful man did to you. He needs to understand why you hate John. And he will not hate you. And if he does, I will take you far away from him and you will not have to worry about him ever again. But Sam, I know how much you need your brother and hiding from this will not make it go away. You have kept these memories buried inside for too long, hiding your emotions. Acting as if your bad dreams were from Jessica and the supernatural monsters you fight. It's not healthy. This is the end. You can not keep repressing your feelings to help others. Tell your brother. Let him show you his understanding and his love, because you have always showed yours to him and it's your turn to be taken care of."

Sam looked into Cas's eyes, letting his words wash over him. Slowly, he nodded. "Alright, but you need to go get him before I lose my nerve."

Cas gave Sam a quick hug before disappearing. Sam fell onto the bed and turned to Bobby. "Do you think Cas is right?"

"I do. Dean will support you. He loves you. If he doesn't, you will have Cas's support and mine regardless. We will never stop caring for you. Please let us help you, but first let's focus on Dean. Alright?"

"Alright." Sam replied quietly.

Suddenly, Dean appeared. He looked around and spotted Sam sitting quietly on the bed with Bobby next to him. Bobby was rubbing small circles into Sam's back, while Sam took deep calming breaths. Looking up, Sam smiled a very small smile. "Hi Dean."

Dean just stared for another moment before he roared. "What the fuck is going on Sam!"

Sorta short, but I'll update again soon. Hopefully, later tonight!