Disclaimer: I don't own pissed off Dean. But if I did I could think of how to help him not be so pissed off. I also don't own Castiel because if I did.. I could make those two see the light. Eric Kripke does own them however.

Thanks to my lovely sisser and my beta for this story Fallen4cas.

A few hours after Dean, Bobby, and Sam ran out of the house where they left Cas they end up at Bobby's.

Dean's outside sitting on the Impala looking at the sky. A bottle of whisky in his hand, lost in his thoughts. Tonight had been one his worst nightmares coming true. One of the people, ok well not people, but one of the only things he trusted betrayed him. He let his thoughts drift back to a conversation him and Cas had. If you could even call it a conversation. Why didn't Cas come to him? Why did he think he could not? Dean thinks back to one of their last conversations.

Sam had just fallen into the hole. He was sitting there on his knees in the cemetery with his head bowed. His one eye swelled up. His face covered with blood. Thinking oh my god I lost them all. Sammy, Bobby and Cas. He looks up and he sees Castiel standing next to him. He is in shock. How the hell is Castiel standing beside him right now? Lucifer snapped his fingers and he saw Cas explode into bloody chunks everywhere. "Cas you're alive?" Cas puts his fingers to Dean's forehead healing him saying "I'm better than that." Dean slowly gets off his knees completely healed. Hazel green eyes meeting blue ones. Dean looks at him and says "Cas are you God?" Cas smiles at that "That's a nice compliment, but no. All though I do believe he brought me back." He walks away saying "New and improved." Bending down Cas places his fingers on Bobby's forehead bringing him back to life.

Dean and Cas are driving in the Impala for the last time for a very long time. Dean asks "What are you gonna do now?" Cas replies "Return to Heaven, I suppose" Dean says "Heaven?" Cas replies "With Michael in the cage I'm sure it's total anarchy up there." Dean says sarcastically "So what you're the new sheriff in town?" Castiel smiles "I like that. Yeah, I suppose I am." Dean replies "Wow. God gives you a brand new shiny set of wings. And suddenly you're his bitch again." Cas says "I don't know what God wants. I don't know if he'll even return. It just seems like the right thing to do." Dean says "Well, if you do see Him. Tell him I'm coming for Him next." Cas replies "You're angry." Dean says "That's an understatement." Cas say's "Dean he helped. Maybe even more then we realized."

Dean is starting to get pissed, and now says "That's easy for you to say. He brought you back. But what about Sam? What about me huh? Where's my grand prize? All I got is my brother in a hole." Cas replies looking at him "You got what you asked for Dean. No paradise. No Hell. Just more of the same. I mean it Dean. What would you rather have? Peace or Freedom?" Dean looks over and see's Cas is gone.

Thinking back on that Dean takes a long drink from the whisky bottle. Remembering how it felt when he thought Cas was dead. It felt like a part of him was dying right along with him. He and Cas had fought before though. So that is no reason why Cas should have stayed away. He should have come to Dean for help. So why didn't he?

Sam walks out Bobby's front door with a beer in his hand. His eyes looking for Dean finding him sitting on the Impala. A bottle of whisky in his hand. He walks over. "Dean" he starts. Dean interrupts him. "We are not doing this Sammy." Sam says "Dean I am pissed at him too. Extremely pissed. But maybe we should have let him explain." Dean says "Right. Because there is a good explanation for what he's done." Sam say's "Look Dean, we know how you feel about…" Dean cuts him off "ENOUGH" he yells. "We are not talking about this."

Sam leans back against the car with Dean. Bobby comes out asking Sam to come inside and help angel proof the house. Dean can't believe they have to angel proof the house. Well no that is not true. He can believe that. He just can't believe which angel they have to angel proof the house from. He never thought they'd be trying to keep Castiel out.

Later on the house is quiet. Everyone is sleeping. Dean asleep on the couch angel proofing sigils above his head on the window's. He wakes up. He's not sure why. He hears the flap of wings and sits up. Looking around the room.

Cas say's "Hello Dean"

Dean looks at him "How'd you get in here?"

Cas replies "The angel proofing that Bobby put up on the house. He got a few things wrong."

Dean stands "Well it's too bad we gotta angel proof in the first place, isn't it?" He looks at Castiel. "Why are you here?"

Cas walks towards Dean slowly "I want you to understand."

Dean say's "Oh believe me I get it. Blah, blah Raphael right?"

Cas cuts him off "I'm doing this for you Dean." Dean looks at him with a disgusted look on his face. Cas continues "I'm doing this because of you."

Dean shakes his head "Because of me?" he smiles sarcastically. "You gotta be kidding me."

Cas say's "You're the one that taught me that freedom and freewill-" Dean cuts him off again "You're a friggin child. You know that?" Dean walks toward him saying "Just because you can do what you want. Doesn't mean you get to do whatever you want!" he yells

Cas says "I know." staring into hazel green eyes. "What I'm doing Dean"

Dean breathing hard says "I'm not gonna logic you okay? I'm saying don't. Just cuz. I'm asking you not to." He says loudly. "That's it."

Cas breaks in "I don't understand."

Dean interrupts him "Next to Sam. You and Bobby are the closest things I have to family. That you are like a brother to me." But even as Dean said that to Cas he knew that was a lie. Cas was not like a brother to him. He never had been. Not even close.

"So if I'm asking you not to do something." Hazel green eyes looking into his blue ones. "You gotta trust me man."

Cas replies "Or what?"

Dean looks at him shocked and says "Or I'll have to do what I have to do to stop you."

"You can't Dean. You're just a man. I'm an Angel."

Dean say's "I don't know I've taken some pretty big fish"

Dean stares at Cas, as Cas looks away. Saying quietly "I'm sorry Dean."

"Well I'm sorry too then." Dean replies to the empty room. As Cas disappears.

Dean drags his ass upstairs. Getting some clothes out of his duffle to sleep in, he walks down the hall to the shower suddenly feeling exhausted. Stripping off his clothes in front of the mirror, sliding his shirt over his head. His eyes coming in contact with the handprint on him, he bites his lip trying to get control of himself. He walks over to the shower, turning it on. Stripping out of his pants then his boxers, stepping into the shower, letting the water flow over his body. He presses his head against the tiles letting the water flow over his head. Thinking about what just happened in the living room. And you could say he was drunk. Or you could even say he was having a wakeup call. But with Dean here in the shower alone with his thoughts and with his feelings he finally let himself feel. A broken sob coming out of his mouth. He lets the tears fall from his eyes, watching as they fall to the floor with the water. Running a hand over his face, he finishes his shower. Gets out, gets dressed and gets into bed and attempts to fall asleep. With thoughts of Castiel on his mind.