(HQ – Guest room – At Night)
Where am I? – Asked Castiel opening his eyes, he was laid on the bed
Dean was by his side – Cas? It's Dean – Dean smiled widely and warm, Castiel tiled his head and placed his hand on the top of it
Dean? What am I doing here? – Castiel just rested back on the pillow, his eyes closed and his voice a little rusty
I found you on a Hospital, Cas – Said Dean resting his hand on Castiel shoulder – Does your head hurts?
Yes, a little – Said Castiel opening his eyes – Is it night?
Yes, Cas – Said Dean handling a glass of water to him – Drink it up, your throat must being hurting.
Thanks Dean – Said Castiel drinking the water, he held the glass with both hands and drunk it all – I should've been healed by now.
I was thinking the same thing – said Dean taking the empty glass and placing it on the night stand – Do you remember what happened?
Dean, my head is hurting too much – Said Castiel closing his eyes, Dean rested the palm of his right hand on Castiel's forehead so he could feel if there was any fever
You've got a low fever – Said Dean replacing his hand with a wet and cold towel on Castiel's forehead – Is it helping with the headache?
Yes – Said Castiel holding the towel, with his eyes closed – I don't understand, it's like I'm…
Human again? – Finished Dean, he knew it would happen again, Heaven's had a sick sense of humor
Yes, Dean – Said Castiel opening his eyes and looking at Dean's face – We both knew that it would come to this, eventually.
So you knew? – Said Dean a little upset – What a hell Cas! – Continued Dean standing up and throwing his hands in the air – What am I supposed to do now?
Even if you knew – Said Castiel pausing and closing his eyes – It wouldn't change anything, Dean.
That's bullshit – Said Dean sitting by his side – You could have told me, I could have helped you.
Dean – Said Castiel opening his eyes again and smiling weakly – Do you think this is about fault? – Dean's eyes grew widely with surprised, how Castiel knew about it? Dean lowered his head
Who else could be to blame for your fall Cas? – Said Dean standing up, and turning his face away to the wall
Dean, look at me – Said Castiel gently, Dean obeyed like a little child, Castiel gave him the warmest smiled – If someone is to blame, then it's me… I made a choice.
Dean just stood there in silence and faked a smiled, he didn't have a reply for that, Castiel closed his eyes knowing that would be enough for now – I was healing a homeless man, and then a car hit me on the road.
When you realized heaven's cut your plutonium? – Said Dean sitting again by Castiel side, he knew Castiel was hiding something, but he didn't know how to ask it
That's not important – Said the angel handling the towel to Dean and closing his eyes in a drowse manner – My head don't hurt that much anymore.
What about yours powers? – Said Dean taking the towel and putting on a bowl in the floor
My powers still here, they've being getting weaker – Said Castiel now looking at Dean's eyes – I'm not strong enough to use any of them.
Then I'll take care of you – Said Dean padding slightly Castiel's shoulder – I will be here, Cas.
Castiel smiled and said – Thanks Dean, you've been a very good friend of mine.
Dean faked a smile again "Why do I feel hurt by Cas telling me I've been a good friend? Do I love him? I was supposed to be happy about it" Thought Dean leaving the room with the bowl and towel.
(HQ – Living Room – Still at night)
Dean – Said Sam walking in circles – Do you think it was the right call to take Cas from the hospital?
Sammy – Said Dean sitting on the couch and crossing his arms – I know it wasn't a very smart move, dude… But he wouldn't be safe there.
Are you taking about the angels or about Crowley and his demons coming after him? – Said Sam looking at Dean's face and walking towards the kitchen
Both, Sammy… Both – Said Dean a little loud so Sam could hear him while leaving the room – He'll heal as soon as his powers come back.
That's the point Dean – Said Sam walking into the room with a glass filled with whiskey – We don't know if he will get his powers back.
He'll will Sammy – Said Dean taking the glass of Sam's hand and drinking it – Thank you.
Hey, you jerky, that was for me – Said Sam returning to the kitchen
Sorry – Said Dean smiling victorious
Dean, we need to discuss that – Said Sam returning this time drinking the whiskey – We need to be ready for whatever happens.
Are you listening to yourself dude? – Said Dean resting his glass on the coffee table – Have a little bit of faith, will you?
Sam chucked – Faith? Dean, since when do you have faith?
Since I began to needed it, Sammy – Said Dean upset – Since everything we do goes wrong, and since Cas need me to have at least some for a change.
Sam shook his head and went back to the kitchen, Dean walked angrily to the guest room in silence.
(HQ – Guest Room)
Castiel slept soundly and safe on the bed, a thick blanket stood over him tracing the smoothness of his breathing. Dean opened the door slowly so he wouldn't awake Castiel, stepping softly on the floor and sitting in a chair silently to watch over him.
Dean felt weirdo at first, but while watching over Castiel he realized that it felt good like once he watched over Sam - when Sam was shorter and not so difficult to deal - Or maybe that was just his imagination, Sam was always different, even when they agreed, Sam had different reasons to agree.
Dean sighed thinking about it, was he a bad older brother? Why do he and Sam fight so much? Castiel was asleep still; he slept the whole day "Was he feeling that bad?" Dean began to doubt his decision "Was Sammy right? What if Castiel never got his powers again?"
While thinking about it Dean heard something, Castiel was mumbling something, Dean got closer to him, so he could listen.
Rachel, I'm so sorry… - Whispered Castiel with a sad expression on his face – I'm sorry… So sorry…
Dean got back to his seat and tried to recall where he heard that name before, after a long minute he remembered that a blonde woman angel that he called "Jennie" was called Rachel.
What did you do Cas? – Said Dean to himself, he could feel the angel breaking, Castiel was filled with remorse and guilty and that was breaking Dean too – Why when you are breaking its breaks me too? – Continued Dean, he wanted so badly hold Castiel now, like he did yesterday… Dean realized that all he had was yesterday memory.
Cas – Whispered Dean holding Castiel's hand softly without waking him up – Why do you keep hiding things from me? – Continued Dean closing his eyes and smiling sadly – You are just like Sammy sometimes, why can't you fully trust on me? Did I let you down, Cas?