Warnings: Child abuse

Once they were done dinner, Dean cleaned off their plates and sat back down.

"I should probably go." Castiel whispered playing with his hands.
"You can't stay any longer?" Dean replied sadly.
"I'm afraid not, but thank you for dinner Dean. It was very good." Castiel tried to stand up but soon fell back onto the chair with a cry of pain.
"Here, let me drive you home." Dean smiled. Castiel really didn't have much of a choice. His house was a good 30 minute walk and Castiel was in no shape for walking.
"Okay." He whispered eyes down.

The two of them pulled up to a beautiful, two story house. It had a wrap around porch and was made out of breath taking stone. The front door was a chestnut brown that matched the curtains in the main front window. The bendy walk way that led up to the front door was lined with well looked after bushes and bright, colourful flowers. The grass was trimmed and there was a huge, old oak tree that stood tall beside the drive way.

"Holy shit Cas.. You're parents must be freakin rich." Dean mumbled.

"No! Don't pull into the drive way!" Castiel jumped up, alarmed.

"Okay?" Dean pulled the impala up on the curb in front of the house glancing at Castiel with a questioning look.

"Thank you Dean, dinner was good." Castiel said and slightly blushed. He reached for the door handle.

"Cas! Wait, let me help you inside, you'll fall before you make it there." Dean said gently.

"Dean.. No, Dea-" But Dean didn't listen. He pushed his door open and walked over to Cas's side.

Once he got there he helped Castiel out and placed his hand on the other side of Castiel's waist and pulled him close.

"Dean, Dean please don't hold me so tightly." Castiel begged as they got closer to the house.

Ouch.

Dean's heart ached. It felt like it fell right into his gut and he really had no idea why.

"O-oh. I'm sorry." Dean said softly and he loosened his grip. Castiel felt bad for hurting Dean but if his mother ever saw she would surely try and punish Dean and he did not want that for Dean.

The front door slammed open and a small figure marched it's way out.

"What the fuck is he doing here!" The figure boomed out thrusting andaccusing finger in front of him. Castiel's face fell as Gabriel charged out of the house and shoved Dean hard. Dean, being caught off guard, let go of Castiel and stumbled back. He caught himself before he hit the ground and straighten himself out.

"What the hell?" Dean glared at Gabriel.

"Yeah what the hell is right! What the fuck are you doing with my brother you dickward!" Before Castiel could stop his brother Gabriel brought his fist back and caught Dean right in the jaw.

Dean tried to dodge it but he was too slow. His jaw let out a sickening crack. Gabriel gripped onto either side of Dean's coat and gripped him tight.

Dean just stared down at Gabriel in shock. What had brought this on?
Gabriel tried to sock Dean in the cheek but Dean caught his hand.

"Want to tell me what the hell is going on Gabe?" Dean spat. "Don't fucking call me that." Gabriel roared and tried to knock Dean down.

"Gabriel Michael Novak!" A feminine voice screeched from the house. Castiel trembled upon hearing the voice.

Gabriel immediately let go of Dean and spun around.

"Yes mother."

Dean's eyes widened as he looked at the women rushing out of the house. She had her chestnut brown hair pulled into a tight bun, and her bangs swooped down and stuck to the side of her head right above her eyes. She had blue eyes a lot like Castiel's, but hers were more dull and almost scary looking. She wore a grey suit and the blouse in the front dipped down low to reveal a white collar shirt.

"And who are you!?" She screeched once her eyes laid on Dean.

"Mo-Mother! He has nothing to do with this! I tried to infuriated Gabriel and Gabriel thought Dean said the insult I directed at towards him." The women's cold eyes shifted to Castiel with a tight glare.

"Get in the house Castiel. I will talk to you when I get there."

Castiel's eye widened.

"Mother, I-I can't." Castiel replied looking down in a small voice.

"Pardon me!?"

"I think I have sprained my ankle."

"I'll help you!" Gabriel cried as he rushed over to Castiel side totally forgetting about Dean.

"Now, tell me son, what is you name?" The women asked again, looking at Dean, ignoring her sons.

"Dean Winchester." Dean replied imitating the stern women's look.

"Well, Dean Winchester. Thank you for looking out for our Castiel here, and bringing him home but you must be gone. It was nice meeting you." With that she glared at her two sons, turned on her heel, and marched back into the house.

Dean, with wide, green eyes, slowly walked back to the impala and climbed in. He turned the key and pulled away with what happened replaying in his head.

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If Dean had stayed a minute longer he would have seen Castiel's mother hitting him through the window.

If Dean stayed a minute longer he would have watched as she shoved her son back hard.

If Dean had stayed a minute longer he would have heard the sickening crack that sounded from Cas's ankle when he hit the ground.

If Dean had stayed a minute longer he would have heard the lies she screamed at her son, filling his head with everything but the truth.

But most of all, if Dean had stayed a minute longer, he would have heard her scream that Castiel is to never see Dean again.

I'll give you a cookie if you can figure out who Cas's mom is.

Question for this chapter: Anything you really want to see before I tie this story up? (I know I already asked this but if there's anything new let me know!)

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