Silent Angel:

A very unfortunate event:

(Hey guys. I do have to note that there is a make out session between Dean and Castiel in this chapter if you don't feel comfortable reading that stuff them scroll the end of the chapter and just read the last few paragraphs since they will be important . Also I'll be uploading the first chapter to my next supernatural AU soon. It's also a school AU only in earlier school years. The title at the moment is: I'm Broken. So be on the look out for that. That's all.)

So the school day was over. Besides getting hit in that face with a tennis ball by Crowley, Dean was feeling fantastic. Castiel on the other hand, he felt good getting out of school but after getting hit in the face by Alastair's fists twice and Crowley waking him on the head with a tennis racket three times he wasn't feeling very happy about being him. Dean was a great doctor and Cas really did appreciate his help and and the time they spent together. They were standing by the school gate waiting for Sam to leave his last class.

"I'm sorry they did this to you, Cas" Dean looked sadly into the blue eyed boy's face, "I should have been there with you." Castiel shock his head. It wasn't Dean's fault, the teacher sent him to the nurse after he got hit with the tennis ball, leaving Castiel to get changed alone and Crowley and Alastair took their chance while they could. Dean was leaning against the fence, his arms around Castiel's waist, their chests together, Castiel's hands on Dean's shoulders.

"Hey Dean" Sam said walking over with Jessica at his hills. "Dean, Cas, this is my friend Jessica. I promised to walk her home today since her mum can't come and pick her up."

"Hi" the blond haired girl smiled.

"Nice to meet you" Castiel turned, his back to Dean's chest, his hands on the ones Dean had at his waist.

"Hello" Dean smiled back, "where do you live?"

"23 Londail" Jessica stuttered. She was shy and it made Sam smile, he thought it was cute when she was shy.

"Only a few streets away from us" Sam nodded, "shall we?"

Sam and Jess walked a few steps behind Dean and Cas. Sam and Jess we're discussing some school work they had to do, while Dean and Castiel just walked hand in hand not making a sound.

"Here we are" Jess said stopping in front of her door. "Bye Sam. Thanks again for helping me in maths today" she hugged him before turning to Dean and Cas she said, "it was nice to meet you. I'll see you tomorrow Sam." Then she disappeared through her front door.

"Why haven't you asked her out yet?" Dean asked when they started to walk again.

"W-what do mean?" Sam blushed as Dean and Castiel exchanged looks.

"It's obvious you like her, Sam" Dean laughed.

"If I ask her on a date and it goes badly, I could lose our friendship forever. She's a good friend and I love spending time with her, I don't want to let that go" Sam looked at the floor feeling sorry for himself.

"I had the same issue with Cas. I was afraid to lose him when I asked him out. That's why I denied my feelings so long. I was afraid to admit them because I knew that eventually I would have to act on them and I might lose him. I was terrified that he would walk away from me because he didn't feel the same way" Dean admitted, he felt a girl after saying. He'd never admitted that to anyone, and it took him a long time to admit that to himself. It sounded a lot less gay in his head, but he didn't care as much as he thought he would. He was after all around his brother, (who knew he felt like that anyway) and his boyfriend (who felt the same way about him anyway). Both the boys were staring at him. Castiel smiled, and shyly kissed Dean on the check.

Sam opened the door to let everyone enter the house.

"Don't you have some work to do Sam?" Dean said sternly facing his younger brother with Castiel hugging him from behind.

"You moan at me when I do work and now you're telling to do work?" Sam was going to question Dean but deiced better of it and just dashed upstairs so he could find something to do.

"So, Cas" Dean smiled cradling the other boys head as Castiel kissed his neck. "Where were we?" Dean turned so he could look into Castiel's blue eyes. The boy had a smirk on his face. They made their way to the couch and Castiel layed down allowing Dean to climb on top of him. He knew the boy couldn't answer but he'd already asked the question.

"Dean...Mmn" Castiel began only for Dean's lips to interrupt him. Dean was using one hand to hold Castiel's hands above his head, and the other one on the side of Castiel's head. Castiel escaped Dean's grip and dug his finger tips in the brown leather jacket the other boy was wearing.

"Ahh" Dean moaned Castiel pulled on his hair. Dean smiled around Castiel's lips. 'Who needed breathing when your in a mood like this?' Dean thought to himself.

"Ngh" Castiel gasped as Dean moved his tongue along the roof of Castiel's mouth.

"Mmn. Nn. Cas" Dean pulled away so he could breath, "damn lungs" he muttered. Castiel smiled at Dean's comment lowering his hands from Dean's hair to the sides of his neck. Dean dove back down, pressing his lips to the curve in Cas's neck, bitting, licking, sucking and kissing the exposed skin. The love bite Castiel had given Dean before they made it over to the couch was forming already and Castiel was pretty sure he was going to have some to show soon too. Finally Dean stopped and put his lips back over Castiel's.

"Dean" Castiel panted after awhile, "Ca-n't...Bre-th." Dean pulled back again, looking into the blue eyes underneath him.

"Liar" Dean smiled warmly. He sliped a hand under the boys trench coat and looked at him. "What's wrong?"

"Ju-t...Ju-t" Castiel couldn't pronounce the last word right and even he could he was afraid to say it. He was happy and he didn't want drive Dean away but he was so nervous right now. He didn't even know why he was nervous. He just was.

"Nervous?" Dean asked kindly, reeling up a little.

Castiel nodded.

Dean chuckled, "that's fine. Thats normal. I promise, everything is ok. If there is anything I'm doing that you don't like, you can stop me anytime. Alright?"

Castiel nodded again, relaxing a little, he pulled Dean back down and stripped him of his jacket. Dean working on getting Cas's trench coat of when the doorbell rang. Dean hissed and pulled back. Not sure he looked apporate to answer the door right now, he looked down at his boyfriend and gave that smile that was always followed by laugh. 'What a time to knock' Dean thought to himself.

Dean straightened up his hair a little, waited for Castiel do the same and then opened the door, to see who was there. He was surprised to see a police man there.

"Hello" Dean said rather surprised.

"Sorry to disturb you" the police officer cleared his throat noticing the fresh love bite on Dean's neck, "is this a bad time?"

Dean looked over his shoulder at Castiel as Castiel sat up and tried to smarten himself up a little. Dean smirked and a tiny giggle escaped his mouth as he turned back the man on the door step. "As a matter of fact" he began, "it is."

"Well, unfortunately it is rather important. Is your mum there, it's better if I speak with her" the man replied. Dean noticed that the officer was holding one of his dad's writing journals where wrote the information about magical creatures so he could write his books.

"No, my mum's not here. What's going on?" Dean was stern his face serious. Castiel noticed Dean tense up and found himself walking over to be nosy.

"When will she be back?" the officer asked, eyes flicking to Cas as he appeared.

"Cas, go - go sit back down everything's fine. I'll be over in a minute, I promise" Dean's voice sounded sad and Castiel couldn't handle listening to it. That tone of voice made his heart hurt. Castiel kissed Dean's cheek and went to sit back down on the couch.

"My mum's not coming back. Now, what do you want?" Dean was more forceful this time.

"Do you mind if I come inside, you might want to sit down" the officers voice sounded sympathatic, a tone that Dean, didn't like very much. He looked over his shoulder again to look at Castiel and then said, "come on in." The he walked to the stairs, "Sam. Get you ass down here, it's important." Then he took a seat next Castiel, took his hand and geustered for the police man to sit in the empty arm chair. Finally Sam came walking down the stairs.

"Sit" Dean ordered. Sam, did as he was told, and sat next to Dean on the couch.

"What's doing on?" Sam asked, he was slightly worried when he noticed the police officer.

"You're father, John Winchester?" The police officer wanted to make sure he had the right people before grieving them with his news.

"Yeah"

"He was hit by a drunk driver while walking back to the motel from the corner store. Even though the paramedic's did their best, we lost him. I'm so sorry" the police officer scanned each face.

Dean was just clutching Castiel's hand, still trying to process what he had just heard. Castiel was looking at Dean, tears in his eyes as he watched Dean's face change, when he relised the officer was being truthful. Sam was leaning forward in his seat, his chin resting on his folded hands, eyes down still trying to recognise what had been said.

"This, is all we found on him. The groceries we found him with are going to be returned to the store and all of the things in his motel room along with his car will be returned to you when the investigators are finished with them. They'll be sent to you by post. Again, I'm very sorry for your loss." With that the police officer left. Dean, who was trying not to cry looked at Sam. Sam too was fighting back his tears and when Dean asked,
"Sam, are you ok?" He couldn't take it anymore. Sam just ran upstairs in tears. Then Dean also started crying. Castiel pulled the boy into his lap and rocked him backwards and forwards.

"His gone Cas" Dean sobbed, "my dad's gone!" Castiel hated seeing Dean this way, he felt his heart was going to drop out his chest. "You can't leave me, I can't afford to lose you too. I need you, Cas." Dean looked into Castiel's eyes, both boys wiped each others tears away, "promise me you leave me too. Please. I need to know that you'll always be here!"

"I...Pro-mise, De-an" Castiel stocked Dean's hair as Dean crammed his neck into the curve of Castiel's neck.

Castiel ended up staying at Dean's that night. Micheal had called him up to ask when he was coming back and all he go was,

"Dad dead. I tay ere night?" Micheal seemed to understand what Castiel was trying to say and agreed to letting him spend the night. Castiel just held Dean close to him all night. Neither of them spoke, Dean wasn't in the mood to talk, he just wanted to know that someone was still there. When he went up to talk to Sam about it, Sam had just told him to go away, he'd see him in the morning.