In front of Sam, Gabriel stood with two burly police officers and Jody.
Gabe pushed himself past the law and ran to his brother.
"Cassie! Oh God! He's bleeding! Jodyyyy!"
Cas chuckled weakly.
"I'm ok, Gabriel... it's just a nick."
Striding right up to him, forcing his hand away and narrowing her eyes at the wound, Jody clacked her tongue.
"Ok. 'Fraid not, sunshine. You need stitches, pronto." she declared and whistled.
A doctor came bustling in, middle aged, looking harrowed.

"Frank, back me up here. If memory serves, Francisca's grandkids are as assinine as she is. Stitches?" Jody asked crisply.
The doc lowered his black rimmed glasses and peered at Cas' neck.
"Hm. Yeah.. yeah.. definitely. Adam..."He waved at a younger man, hovering at the door. "Take him outta here. Get him stitched up."
The doc turned his sharp eyes to Dean.
"You're kinda pretty... Lemme see. She hurt you?"
Dean bit his lip not to start laughing. There was nothing remotely funny, yet he wanted to laugh until his belly ached.
"Just a slap, doc. I'm fine. I got her better. Swung that lamp at her. Hit the chest area."

Docter Frank knelt next to Lisa, who was wearing cuffs by now.
His fingers probed gently, but not too gently, as Lisa snapped at him to be careful.
"Hm. Maybe a cracked rib, definitely bruised, but what I heard from Goldy here, she was served some karma. Did she cut blue-eyes?"
The urge to laugh drained out of Dean as he recalled the blood sliding down Cas' neck. He gulped.
"Yeah... with the letteropener. Doc... he's gonna be ok, right?"
Doc Frank narrowed his eyes at him.
"You family?" he bit out.

Watching Lisa being frogmarched from the room, Dean clenched his jaw.
"Yes. I'm his boyfriend." he stated clearly, and got an indignant squawk from Lisa as reward.
The cops pushed her along, grunting out her Miranda rights.
Jody shook her head, then nodded at the doc that he was cleared to tell.
"He'll be fine. Don't worry. Adam is a great assistant. Might not even scar. Jody..." the doc greeted as he left.
Jody ran up to Dean, all professionalism gone.
"Geez Winchester... don't do these things!" she said, then hugged him.
Sam was next and he pulled Dean into a bonecrushing moosehug.
"Fuck, Dean... your cheek is all red and puffy! You're lucky Gabriel caught on that Marley was being very suspicious. He cracked her like an egg. It was awesome to watch. Then he called Jody, and this doctor Deveraux. They were all here within ten minutes."
Dean hugged Sam back, squeezing his eyes not to let the tears spill.

"Was it really that short? It felt like hours. Sammy... she had a blade to Cas' throat. His throat, Sam! And she... Geez she is crazy! Like full on squirrelpoo, man."
His voice trembled and he could sense the breakdown looming.
Sam could too, so he ushered his big brother towards Adam, the medical assistant, outside.
He parked Dean next to Cas, who sported a large bandage, stark white against his skin and hair.
"Dean... are you ok?" he asked, his voice betraying his worry.
Dean's heart clenched, breakdown inching nearer.
"Cas... you got hurt because of me. I should ask you that!" he answered, voice pinched.

Casting a questioning glance at Adam who was checking his bandage, Cas cleared his throat.
"Sure thing, man. I'm done here. I'll check out that bruise on your man's cheek before we leave." the man said and patted Cas on the shoulder.
Cas slid over to where Dean was sitting, green eyes wide and his whole body trembling slightly.
"Dean... you're not to blame! I'm just glad you understood my glances."
Leaning his head against the trenchcoat, Dean breathed in Cas' unique oceany scent.
"You're a fucking genius, Cas. I'm glad we're out of there, basically in one piece."
Cas hummed and pressed a soft kiss on his head.

They stay like that for a while, Dean with his eyes closed and slowly calming down on the soothing scent that was purely Cas.
Cas with his arm around Dean, rubbing Dean's arm up and down, and kissing this head occasionally.
Sam and Gabriel sauntered into their sight, and Gabe looked unusually stern and serious.
"She is going down! Nobody attacks my brother... Dean... I know I don't have to officially ask, but are you ok with that? Me taking her down? Cause Charlie brought something awfully dirty to my attention, which would not only end her career, but also land her in jail for ages, if used properly."

Dean glance at Sam, who nodded his ok. Seemed Gabe was doing this the legal way.
"You burn her like the witch she is, Gabe. As long as I can dance on the ashes." he answered, hugging Cas close.
Jody came over, hands in her pockets and a smirk on her face.
"So, you boys wanna tell me something?" she joked, quirking an eyebrow at Sam's arm around Gabe and Dean curled in Cas' embrace.
"Not much to tell, Jodes. I met Cas, we became roomies, then fucked it out." Dean snarked, tired of the questions, the innuendo and frankly, the whole day.

"Dean!" Cas called and shoved at him. "Don't be cras!"
Dean chuckled, and kissed Cas' sweet, pink lips.
"Sorry, Angel. But, yes, we're together, Jody. As are Sam and Gabe."
Jody rolled her eyes and ran a hand through her spiky hair.
"Oh crap... Bobby and Francisca in one room... gotta run my crew through riot training!" she moaned, as she clapped her hand to her brow.
The Novaks and Winchesters burst out laughing.