Silent Angel:

Wings:

"Hello" Crowley said pushing Castiel into the lockers, "it's been awhile."

"Let him go!" Dean shouted, he was ready to attack Crowley when Alister threw him in the lockers as well.

"We've missed you. Where have you been hiding?" Alister asked his eyes fixed on Dean.

"We've been around" Dean said trying to push Alister off of him. Castiel wasn't even trying, he was just staying perfectly still, eyes bouncing from Crowley to Alister.

"Still not talking then I see?" Crowley looked at Castiel and slapped him, "why can't you just talk? I bet you can. The only reason you haven't is because you know as soon as you can, Dean-o is gonna walk from you."

"Cas, you know I won't do that" Dean said defensively.

"Yes you will. You'll come back to us, join the gang. Your only messing with him. You know he loves right? Or are you really that blind?" Alister butted in. Castiel blushed but didn't say anything.

"You can't prove that!" Dean said still trying to get away.

"You love him too don't you?" Crowley asked his eyes now fixed on Dean. "Thats what it is. You fell the same way."

"Answer me!" Crowley yelled. Alister raised his fist and threw in Dean's face. Castiel heard Dean's nose crack and that was it. He lost it. He pushed Crowley off of him and ran at Alister, knocking him to the floor and hitting him. For a while Dean could only watch, still try prosses everything. Then things were going to far. Castiel was holding both boys against the locker by their throats. The sound of heels on the floor caught Dean's attention,

"Cas, we gotta go. A teachers coming, your about to get in trouble we have to go" Dean dragged Castiel away. Knowing Castiel wouldn't hit him, although it didn't stop him from trying to get away.
"Calm down" Dean said throwing him in a cubical and locking the door behind him.

"Castiel listen to me" he shouted pushing Castiel backwards so he sat on the toilet and Dean sat on the floor, head leaning on the door, "you have to start controlling this temper thing. You have to know when to use it and when not to. Look at me"

Castiel raised his head from his hands, blue eyes meeting green.

"I will find a way to help you control it, you will learn how to talk and I will never leave you. Do you understand?"

Castiel nodded breathlessly.

"Good" Dean said moving closer to the mute boy on the toilet seat. "Are you calm?"

Castiel nodded again, resting his shaking hand on Dean shoulder.

"No, your not" Dean panted. "Take a few minutes ok. If your not calm all you have to do is make it clear. You don't have to lie."

Castiel put his head in his hands again. What happened? He just suddenly flipped. Neither Crowley nor Alister did anything to him, not really. But when Alister's fist collided with Dean's face, Castiel felt like a fire had started within him and he just lost control. He didn't know what had happened and it was scaring him but he knew Dean was safe now and he was ok. So he could start calming down now. Dean was with him and Dean was worried about him.

Castiel caught his breath but he would stop shaking. The bell rang but he wouldn't go. He couldn't, not until his hands were steady at least. The school would wanna call Micheal and Micheal wouldn't be pleased.

"Do you want to be alone for awhile?" Dean asked, his eyes still fixed on the boy in front of him. Castiel shock his head, still trying to steady his hands.

"Theres no rush take all the time you need" Dean said, his hand rubbing Castiel shoulder as he stood up. "Do you want some water?" Castiel shock his head.

"Did you want to go home?" Dean asked, Castiel thought for awhile. Sure he did but what would Micheal say? Castiel nodded.

"I'll call your brother. Then you get home and have a hot shower! You need it, look at you." Dean said taking his phone from his front jeans pocket.

"Micheal? Hey, I'm gonna drive Cas home, does he have a key, cause your working and the others are busy too. No, his fine, just a little shaking. He got in a fight and I only just managed to pulling away. I'm gonna drive him home so he can calm down. Ok. You're welcome, yeah I will. Sure I can do that. No problem. Ok, I got it, good bye. Yes good bye" Dean hung up the phone and text Sammy, saying:

Hi Sam, I gotta drive Cas home so you'll have to walk home today, sorry but his brother says I shouldn't leave him alone so, I gotta stay with him. Let me know you get home alright and no wild parties I am still coming home! Order some pizza or something. I'll see you when I get home. Take care.

"Come on Cas. Home time" Dean said helping his friend up, Castiel was so shaking he couldn't even stand properly. Dean steadied him and pulled Castiel's arm around his shoulder before placing his free arm around Cas's waist, "I got you" he whispered carrying the boy out to his car. "Let's get you home." Dean started the car and drove down the road that leads to Castiel's house. "Are you always like this after fights?"

Castiel shrugged, his last fight with Crowley and Alister didn't leave him shaking but his last fight at his old school did and when he was in pre-school and then two more in elementary, but it was rare and he had more fights than just 5. Especially in elementary.
"Cas?" Dean said noticing the boy had gotten lost in his thoughts. "We're here." Dean got out and walked round to open Cas's door for him, since Castiel was still shaking, the memory of Alister hitting Dean in the face replying his head. "Key's?" Dean asked. Castiel tried to steady his hand enough to unlock the door but Dean had to open it instead. "You go take a nice hot shower" Dean said taking Castiel's coat of and hanging it up, along with his own, "and I'll see if I can find some food for lunch." Castiel nodded and walked into the bathroom.

It was about an hour later and Dean heard the bathroom door unlock but no one stepped out. He heard something fall, not sure if Castiel threw it, dropped it, knocked it or feel himself.

"Cas!" Dean shouted, "You alright?" Duh, Castiel can't answer. Dean got up and opened the door. Castiel hadn't finished getting dressed yet. He only had his bottom half covered and noticing Dean had suddenly opened the door he blushed, straightened up and turned to face him.

"I thought I heard something fall" Dean apologized his face going red. "Wait a minute. Cas" he said as Cas held up a shampoo bottle that was on the ground. Dean was looking in the mirror that Castiel had his back to. "Turn around for a sec." Castiel stayed still. "Cas, you have to trust me, turn around" Dean asked more forcefully this time, taking a step towards the half naked boy in front of him. Still Castiel didn't move. "There's a mirror behind you Cas, so wether you turn around so I can see them properly, I can still see them!" Castiel sighed, how could he be so carless. He usually checked these things. Dean had been scrambling his mind since they first met and now Dean knew about Castiel's wings. Eventually Castiel sighed and turned, head hung in shame.

With his forefinger Dean traced the scars in the shape of angel wings. "What happened?" Castiel didn't answer. He didn't know how and even if he could reply, he wouldn't. He didn't know how to explain and he hated thinking about it. The memories flooded back to him and he broke down in tears. Dean, held Castiel from behind and whispered, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said anything." Castiel shock his head and turned around. For once Dean saw something in Cas that he was sure no one else had ever seen before. Emotion. Now Dean understood why Castiel didn't express his feelings and had hidden them for so long, something bad had happened to him and instead of talking about it and trying to deal with it, he shut himself of from the world and became a statue, emotionless, silent, distant, a lost child looking for a friend. Castiel's shakes were back again. Dean held his hands in the attempt to steady them. "Come on, I'll put some cartoons on. I'm sorry. I should have knocked first. Come on, please don't cry. I hate seeing you like this." Dean helped Castiel over to the couch and dried his eyes. As Dean sat there, Castiel's face only just visible over his knees, which his arms were keeping tightly close to his body, he wondered if asking Micheal about the wings later was worth it? Micheal didn't really tell Dean anything about Castiel, he just told Dean that he had to wait for Castiel to start talking, but Dean was losing his patience and couldn't wait anymore.