Sam snapped back into reality.
He shivered, his sight was blurry and his clothes where soaking wet.
"What the hell?", he mumbled in a hoarse voice, his tongue stuck to his palate.
He looked up at Dean, who stood at the End of his bed, an empty bucket in his hands.
"I tried to stop him, Sam. But you know your brothers temper.", Cas said with a shrug.
"Dude, you were all sweaty, moaning and your face was on fire.
By the way, you slept for 3 Days!
You went all comatose, man.
Didn't really expect me to watch it any longer, do you?", Dean gets himself into rage.
Cas was about to start an explanation, but Sam was able to get ahead and wheezed: " I was just having a nightmare, ok? Everything's fine."
Cas looked at him puzzled and Sam knew all to well what was going on inside the Angel's head according to the Motto: Why are you calling sexual intercourse with my brother a nightmare?
I don't understand...
Sam looked at him and hoped the Angel wouldn't blurt out anything like : "Sexual desire is only human and nothing to be ashamed of, Sam. It's only natural..." and so on. Just Cas in his typical way.
It was a mystery to him how the Angel, who literally had fallen for Humanity, often doesn't understand said one.
He neither had a verbal Filter nor was he aware of shame. Not to mention his lack of Privacy.
However, to be honest, those were wonderful traits. Castiel was pure. And this crude purity caused Dean to fall in love with Cas head over heels.
Sam smiled at the Angel and, thank God, it seemed that he have noticed, that it would be quite unpleasant for Sam to openly expose his privacy to his brother.
Dean's eyes wandered in confusion from his boyfriend to his brother and back again.
"Would you mind to include me in your quiet conversation?", he asked annoyed.
"Yes!" , Sam and Cas said simultaneously.
Dean raised his eyebrows.
"Sam, if that's one of your Psycho-Vision Trips again, then, as your brother, I have the right to know!"
"Oh, sure Dean you've always been the talkative from both of us.", sneered Sam.
"You know what? ...," Dean began.
Sam and Cas looked at him curiously.
"Oh, bite me!", the older Winchester grumbled and left the room.
Typically Dean.
Sam shook his head, laughing.
But there was something that made him uncomfortable.
Didn't Dean mention, that he had been out of action for 3 full days?
He looked over at Castiel.
"Cas tell me, does time passes by differently while dreaming?
I mean, in the first "dream", it was parallel to real time and now a "dream day" turned into three in the real world! How is that possible?"
"Honestly, I don't know, Sam. I have no experience with this kind of magic.", the angel admitted.
"But you've already sent Dean on time travel quite often, isn't that much more complicated than manipulating dreams?", Sam asked confused.
"What you're experiencing can't be dismissed as simple dreams. Your sleep state can be described as a kind of wake coma.", Cas said in his usual monotonous tone of voice, just as if he were bored quoting the weather report.
"That's great news," Sam replied sarcastically and ,with a groan, he sunk back into the pillow.
He yawned and wondered how he could still be tired if he had actually slept through three full days!
Besides, Sam was surprised that he didn't feel hungry.
As if on cue, his stomach answered with a protesting grunt.
"You should eat something," Cas said in his usual prosaic intonation.
"Thanks. That's a good idea, Cas," Sam replied with a slightly sarcastic undertone, he knew the angel wouldn't notice anyway.
He made his way towards the kitchen and thankfully found something edible in the fridge. Sam made himself comfortable at the counter.
Dean went past him, mumbling something that sounds like "ungrateful". He was still a little pissed about his brothers reaction to his well intentioned wake up call.
But suddenly he frozed mid way and turned back to his brother, his gloomy face lit up with a knowing smirk.
"Uhm, not for nothing, Sammy but...",
he made a vague gesture along his neck
Sam jolted and covered the mark with his Hand. Damn it, he totally forgot that these dreams left their tracks in reality. The sudden realisation hit him like a Truck and he noticed the heat crawling up his neck.
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Uhm, I really tried to come along with an acceptable point of break this time :D
Btw. Thanks for all the kind comments, and yes, the THING will have its entrance very soon :D