I wanted to include this in the last chapter, but decided to split it in half, since it would be too long then.
I can tell you this: It's going to get pretty interesting in the next chapter (and you are going to hate me for it XD)

Chapter 25

"Damn it Castiel! Put me down! IMMEDIATELY!"

Dean struggled with all his might against the invisible force that held him captive and pressed against the tree, but he didn't manage to break free. He could barely move his head; everything else seemed to be frozen.

Castiel had him where he wanted him, and he was completely helpless and at the crazed angel's mercy.

Had he just never walked alone in this goddamned forest...

Helplessly, he had to watch how the Seraph stepped toward him slowly.

Dean felt how the fine hairs on his arms lined up and his eyes widened with fear.

Once again he tried to free himself from the invisible force, but no matter how hard he pushed himself against it, how hard he tried to fight back, he just couldn't get free.

"Calm down," he heard the almost gentle-sounding voice of the angel, but it scared him even more.

How could he calm down when such was a monster stood in front of him?

As if Castiel would read his mind, he grimaced and Dean could feel how the tremendous pressure, that kept his body pressed against the tree trunk, loosened a bit and he slowly slid down until he was sitting in the grass. But the grace still held him tightly. Apparently Castiel wanted to make sure, that he wouldn't run away from him.

The warrior of god almost laughed.

Just the thought of escaping an angel of the Lord was laughable.

Shaking his head, he banished that thought and focused on the hunter again, who shot him anxious glances. And these looks were hurting the Seraphim like nothing else on his father's world. He didn't want that Dean looked at him like that. They were friends, like brothers almost...and brothers didn't look at each other with fear in their eyes...

Slowly Castiel also sat down on the ground, right in front of Dean and the hunter would have flinched away, when his physical condition would have allowed that, as the Seraph stretched out his hand to him and put it gently on his chest.

"W-what are you doing Cas?"

A small smile played on the lips of the angel.

Cas.

So Dean called him by his nickname...they made progress...

Wordlessly the angel closed his eyes and concentrated himself.

He felt how Dean's muscles tensed under his touch, as he let some of his heavenly grace flow into the human's body. He caught a glimpse of the now wildly beating heart of the man. He felt irregularities in the heart rhythm and he knew that he was the reason for that. When he had tortured Dean, he had attacked his heart and he had nearly destroyed it in his bloodlust. Weeks had passed since the incident, but Dean had suffered permanent damage. Whether these were affecting him in recent weeks, Castiel didn't know. He just wanted to undo it now and he didn't hesitate to save with his grace.

He heard how Dean inhaled sharply, when his inner wounds were healed.

Here, a small crack closed inside his heart, which was responsible for the arrhythmia, here an opened rib was renewed and torn tendons were patched again.

The procedure was unpleasant and painful.

Castiel felt how Dean tried to fight against it, but a part of his grace held him, while the rest of it healed his body.

"It's almost over," he whispered softly, but the hunter had heard it, because he opened one of his eyes and looked at him, but the Seraph didn't look back, because he still had his eyes closed and concentrated to heal his wounds.

Dean didn't know how to see this change of mood of the other.

A few weeks ago Castiel would have killed him without mercy and now he was sitting here in front of him and healed his wounds?

Wounds that he had gotten from him!

And this thought alone fueled the anger in his heart like a fire inferno!

But he was too afraid of a renewed attack of the warrior and therefore he decided to remain silent.

Whatever Cas was doing to him right now felt good.

He could feel how his heart calmed down, felt how his lungs widened and let him breathe better again and he felt that even his heartbeat returned to normal. In recent weeks, he had problems with his heart. It didn't beat regularly and often the hunter had been afraid of just falling over and dying, so much it had hurt him in his chest. The fact that Castiel had been responsible for this, he had tried to ignore. He didn't want to think about it, that his former best friend had tried to kill him in such a cruel way...

"Dean?"

The Voice of the Seraphim tore him from his thoughts and the hunter raised his head and looked now in two steel blue eyes. He had not realized that the angel had taken his hand from his chest.

"How are you feeling?"

Oh, he really wanted to have an answer for that question?!

Dean remained silent; only glaring at Castiel.

The Angel's gaze was always cloudy and it seemed to get more and more desperate.

Dean didn't trust him and it shouldn't surprise him, after all he had done to him, Sam, Bobby and even his brother Gabriel. But Dean had suffered the most under his hand and he'd love to go back in time and undo it.

"You want to know how I feel?"

He winced as Dean's irritated voice came to his ears.

"Yes Dean."

The hunter narrowed his eyes.

"You've just seen how I feel, you bastard! And that's all your fault! Had you not been, then I'd feel good now! And I didn't want to start with your brother!" he hissed at him.

Gabriel?

He was still with the Winchesters?

That was a good sign for Cas and his face almost brightened again, wouldn't Dean keep talking and his next words were hurting him right where it hurt the most: right in his heart.

"You're a monster Castiel! Do you hear that?! A monster! You think you could make everything you've done better by healing me of the wounds that you have inflicted on me?! Do you think a "I'm sorry Dean" would make all this undone?! If you really think that, then you're even dumber than I have thought! You can't undo it! Never!"

"B-but Dean. Please..."

"No Castiel! No "please!" What did it do to me when I begged you for mercy, when you were torturing me? When you almost crushed my heart inside my chest huh?! Have you stopped when I begged you to?! No! You didn't! So you can shove your apology up your ass!"

Cas couldn't believe what he was hearing and the words were hurting him more than any weapon could have done.

"And now let me go! We're done here! You're just a monster Cas! Do you hear me? A monster! One of the many me and my brother hunt and kill and I'll tell you this: If you dare to come too close to Sam again, then I swear to your father, I'll kill you!"

And that gave Castiel the rest.

He fell back and Dean could feel how the invisible bonds released his body. Immediately he was back on his feet, ran to his gun, which lay only a few feet away in the grass, and aimed it again at the angel.

But Castiel hardly took notice.

He had to digest the words he had just heard and that had hit him hard.

When he raised his head and looked at Dean, he was now the one who shivered.

"Stay away from us Castiel! And never come back again. We're done with you! You are no longer one of us."

Then the hunter turned around and ran into the forest, away from him.

Above his head dark clouds covered the sun, reflected his mood perfectly and just a few moments later it started to rain.

And Castiel was still kneeling in the grass; his eyes blank and empty.

Now he had lost everything that had ever meant something to him.

Dean, Sam, Bobby and even his brother.

He had lost all of them.

And now he was all alone in this cruel world...