AN: Hey guys! Sorry it took quite a while. Anyway, two more chapters and it will be the end for By Chance. *cries hysterically.* Well, all that aside, enjoy this chapter and review please! :D I love you guys! Oh, by the way, I'm currently writing a song fic at the moment so as you wait for the next chapter, wait for it as well. And I have two stories coming your way when I'm done with this one. Enjoy! :)

By Chance

Meet Dean Winchester…

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"So, Cassy, Dean, when are the two of you gonna get together?" Balthazar suddenly blurted out as the six of them—namely, Cas, Dean, Gabriel, Sam, Danny and him—were watching Friday the Thirteenth, the one with the actor Jared Padalecki as the main character, in their (Cas, Balthazar and Gabriel's) apartment. It has been three weeks since the day Danny and Balthazar made up and she became one of the permanent fixtures in the boys' lives. Danny and Balthazar sat on the couch, curled up together. Sam and Gabriel sat beside them in the same position. Cas and Dean sat on the floor; Cas in front of Danny and Balthazar while Dean was in front of Gabriel and Sam.

"What?" the two men on the floor asked as they both looked at their friend, confused.

"I mean, come one. Me and Danny," he started as he gestured between him and his girlfriend, "Sam and Gabe. You two are the only ones who are single. The two of you should really start pounding each other." He finished with a waggle of his eyebrows and a smirk. Sam and Gabriel chuckled; Danny giggled while the two men on the floor furrowed their brows.

"It's not a bad suggestion guys." Sam teased with a smirk.

"Yeah. You have unbelievable chemistry and you two are close." Danny seconded with a wink.

"Hey, what makes you guys so sure these two knuckleheads aren't pounding each other already?" Gabriel blurted out which made Dean choke out the beer he was drinking and make Cas blush.

"We're not 'pounding' each other Gabe." Cas growled lowly, emphasizing the word pounding by using air quotations, even as his cheeks flushed a darker shade of red. Dean as well has turned red but remained quiet for the time being.

"Aw. Come on. Just fuck each other already." Balthazar teased the two men which made them slightly uncomfortable. The others laughed lightly as the two men fidgeted on the floor.

"Shut up." Cas muttered, staring solely on the floor. Dean had the courage to glare at Balthazar which made another series of laughter erupt. "I'll buy more beer." Cas growled.

After a while, they sobered up and stopped laughing. "Okay, okay. I'm good." Gabriel said with a light sigh, still smiling, and chuckled lightly. "Oh, Cas, could you do me a favor, since you're going out?" he asked his little brother who simply raised an eyebrow at him. "Could you buy me some stuff while you're at the store?" he continued as he untangled himself from Sam to get something from his room as Cas went to the door to get a jacket.

"Hey Dean, wanna come with?" Cas asked with a raised eye brow as Gabriel approached him, indicating a silent question of, 'or do you want to get stuck with the two pairs of lovebirds and feel left out?'

"Yeah, I'd rather come with you." Dean replied quickly as he stood up to get his jacket as well. Sam, Gabriel and Balthazar huffed a light laugh, making Dean furrow his brow and think twice with what he said. It took a while before he started to blush lightly. "Shut up." He muttered under his breath.

"You should've just said 'go' rather than come." Sam told his brother with a cheeky grin.

"Bitch."

"Jerk." Sam replied automatically as Dean and Cas went out of the door. But before they were fully out they heard Gabriel say something in between the lines of, 'give us the beer and the things I need before you two do the dirty' which made both men flush red.

The first few minutes of their walk to the store was slightly uncomfortable until Cas cleared his throat to get Dean's attention. "So, tell me who Dean Winchester is." He said with a soft smile.

"Uh…" Dean started and looked down on the ground with a shy smile and a faint blush on his cheeks as he rubbed the back of his neck. "What do you want to know?" he asked and looked back at his companion.

"Hmm." Cas hummed and looked straight ahead, pursing his lips and narrowing his eyes in thought. He smiled widely, exposing his teeth, which made Dean's heart do a somersault in his chest, and looked back at the other man. "Tell me as much as possible, since you know most of who I am anyway. Tell me what makes Dean Winchester… Dean Winchester." He said with a wide smile.

Dean smiled and shook his head before looking straight ahead and sighing loudly. He put his hands in his jean pockets as they walked. "Well, I'm Dean Winchester; I'm born on the twenty-fourth of January. I'm thirty-three years old—opposed to your age of twenty-seven. I used to live in Lawrence, Kansas. I currently own the Winchester Auto-Shop which was passed on to me after my dad died. My parents were John and Mary Winchester. Dad also helped coaching for our high school baseball team and mom was a pre-school teacher. I have two baby brothers that I see as my best friends; a reliable but clingy and child like one as the youngest named Adam and is currently studying in Law School and a responsible but whiny and bithchy one named Sam and he's a nurse at moment that's continuing education to become a doctor. Well, at first he wanted to be a lawyer but suddenly changed his mind." Dean shrugged and looked down on the ground to think. "I always thought I was going to marry my childhood sweetheart, Lisa Braeden, but as time passed by, we realized we're better off as friends. I have two best friends—save for Sammy and Adam—named Andy and Chuck. Andy's a teacher in middle school while Chuck's a writer. I have a crazy cousin named Jo who has an even crazier boyfriend named Ash. I really have no idea what she saw in the guy. Jo's mom, Ellen, and her step father, Bobby, act as second parents for the three of us. My mom died when I was twenty-four due to an accident. My dad followed when I turned twenty-nine.

"Then, uh, I finished elementary, middle school and high school at St. Joseph Institute as the captain of the football team." Dean sighed and smiled at Cas before looking back straight ahead as they walked. "Back then, I dreamed of taking football professionally but suddenly went against it that's why I took up Business Administration at Kansas University then furthered my education here in New York to obtain a Master's Degree. As I finished my Master's Degree, I expanded the business here under the same name. Bobby takes care of the shop back at Kansas. Uh, what else? Hmm." He rubbed his chin, an obvious sign of thinking. His face lit up as he thought of what else to say and smiled brightly at Cas, making the other man's breath catch in his throat. "Oh yeah, I love pie." He finished with a wink that made his companion smile brightly at him as well. "What else do you want to know?" he asked after a short while.

"Anything else you could share." Cas responded lightly.

"Hmm. My favorite color's blue," Dean started once more but was suddenly cut off by Cas' small 'pfft'. He looked the younger man and frowned. "What?" Cas simply waved his hand dismissively with a smile. Dean growled playfully and gave the younger man a light glare. "Anyways," he started once more and stared back straight ahead. "I love AC/DC and Led Zep the most among my favorite rock bands. I hate this generation's idea of music like Justin Bieber, Miley Cyrus, Taylor Swift, Lady Gaga and shit like that. I never forget to wear the necklace Sam gave me and the ring Adam bought me. My mom used to tell me that angels are watching over me after she sang me Hey Jude by The Beatles. Dad taught me everything I know about cars and used to insist that I play baseball rather than football.

"Back then, when both my parents are really busy, I'm the one taking care of Sammy and Adam when the little squirt came to be after five years of Sam's birth. I used to discourage my two baby brothers about persuading girls because we should be happy with mom alone. But the slightly hypocrite that I am, I used to be kind of a playboy back then until college came. I hate planes, no, wait. I hate flying all in all. I hate it when Sammy and Adam messes with my baby by letting shitty music play on her radio. I love singing in the shower when no one's at home back when I was in high school. I love teasing my baby brothers especially Adam because a lot of girls kept on stalking him." Dean finished with a wide smile and looked back at Cas. "Why don't you just ask me some questions about what you've already heard?"

"Alright, let's start with the least personal ones. How old are Sam and Adam?" he finally asked. Dean gave him an incredulous look for not knowing Sam's age. "Hey, Gabriel never told me how old Sam is."

"Okay, uh, I'm four years older than Sam which makes him twenty-nine. I'm nine years older than Adam which makes him twenty-four."

"Okay, next question." Cas thought out loud and became thoughtful for a while as he looked straight ahead. He smirked and looked back at his companion. "Okay, who was your first kiss and how old were you?"

"Does that include my brothers?"

"I guess so. Kiss on the mouth, not cheeks or forehead or whatever."

"Adam. I was twelve or thirteen, I guess."

"Seiously?"

"Yep. Back then, that kid kept on saying he doesn't like girls and wanted to marry someday. As far as I could remember, Sam said the exact same thing but wasn't as determined as Adam. So, yeah, Adam was my first kiss and I'm his."

"Wow. I thought I was the only one who had their brother as their first kiss."

"Really?"

"Yeah. When I was around three, they said I told Lucifer I want him to marry and kissed him, right on the mouth."

Dean laughed at Cas' revelation as they got inside the store. "Baby brothers are weird."

"Well, it's not like both Adam and I had older sisters to ask for marriage, right?"

"Yeah, I guess so." Dean replied with a smile as they walked to get a basket for the stuff they were about to buy.

Their conversation about Dean's life ended for the meantime as they bought some beer and the stuff Gabriel asked them to buy. When they got out of the store, their conversation continued.

"Okay, next question." Cas said all of a sudden when the cool breeze greeted them when they walked outside. Dean looked at him and gave a small nod for him to continue. "You said Sam wanted to be a lawyer back then but changed his mind. Why?" he asked. Dean looked straight ahead and smiled sadly which made Cas a little curious.

"Because of me." Dean finally replied as he glanced back at Cas. At Cas' questioning look, he continued. "I almost died when I was thirteen. I was kidnapped because they mistook me from a rich classmate of mine. When they called his parents, the day after I got kidnapped, they realized they took the wrong kid and decided that it would be better if they kill me. I put off a fight which almost got me beaten to death. Luckily for me, my dad and Bobby have two friends that are cops; Victor and Rufus. Victor was actually a member of the FBI. It seemed Sammy saw me taken into the van and called mom and dad quickly.

"But incidents like that have their own consequences. The men who beat me up hit my chest hard, directly at the heart which weakened my heart muscles. I think they called it Cardiomyopathy, or something. I can never be stressed out because my heart could give out. Ever since then, Sammy decided he'd rather be a doctor and cure me. That was also the reason Adam wanted to be a lawyer and continued Sam's past dream, so that he could put men like them to jail, so that kids like me would never get hurt." Dean said in a pained voice and chuckled humorlessly. "I don't even know how Adam remembers that. He was almost four at the time."

"I'm sorry." Cas said in a barely audible voice.

"Nah. It's in the past. It wasn't as bad as the time when I turned twenty five."

"What happened?" Cas asked out of curiosity and concern. Dean tensed a little and his eyes showed pain which made Cas quickly add, "But if you don't want to share, I'm okay with that."

"It's okay." Dean assured without looking at the younger man. "I told you my mom died when I was twenty-four, right?" he started with a question. At Cas' slight nod, he continued. "That accident was my fault. If only I was more carefully with my driving, we wouldn't hit that damn car." He said with clenched jaws.

"Dean," Cas started but was cut off when Dean raised a hand.

"I know. Sam, Adam and dad told me that already; that it wasn't my fault. But I just can't help it." Dean said his jaw clenched and unclenched. "After that, things got worse. I started having nightmares about my mom's death. I kept on seeing her face whenever I fall asleep. Those nightmares led to drinking because at least the stupid nightmares were kept at bay. But I should have known that kind of remedy won't last.

A month later, my nightmares got worse. I haven't been sleeping well because I was so scared with the nightmares." Dean continued, his voice just barely a whisper due to the large amount of air coming out along with his voice. His chest seemed to feel so tight but he just can't stop talking now. He needed to talk about this and Cas was amazing at listening. "I started taking cocaine to keep me awake. After a while, I got dependent on the drug. Sam, Adam and dad tried their best to stop me but I didn't stop. At all. I just kept on taking the drugs and kept on consuming alcohol.

"My twenty-fifth birthday came and the four of us were doing our best to celebrate despite the fact that we're all still a little hung up on my mom's death. In the middle of our celebration, I just collapsed. They rushed me to the hospital. The doctor said my heart almost gave out, that I was lucky I was rushed to the hospital quickly. I was kept in the hospital for a while for two reasons; one reason was the withdrawal of the drug as they drain my system. It didn't take too long because I wasn't really too addicted with them. The other reason was that my heart was too weak that I might not be able to make it without the help of the machines. The only way I could make it was a heart transplant.

"I was at the hospital for almost two months. At the same time that I was there, they were giving me the medication needed for me to be prepared for the surgery. Two days later, they said I have a donor. It was a fifteen year old boy who died due to a hit-and-run." Dean said with a sad smile and huffed a light humorless laugh. "I got to have another chance at life and that kid didn't. I looked him up after that and found out that he was on top of class but still an athlete at school. He helps at the library every now and then and tutored students that needed help. He had a bright future ahead of him, he was needed and I who abused his body got one more chance." He said with a rough, breathless voice. He was at verge of breaking down as his eyes start to water. He looked back at Cas with pained eyes that made Cas cringe a little due to the pain he saw in those green eyes. "I mean, come on! I was dying anyway, gave up on life a long time ago and a kid with a bright future dies and didn't even have a second chance! I just…" he said and looked down as tears started to fall freely on his face. He tried to calm his breathing and stop the tears from falling.

"Hey," Cas started softly and reached out a hand to hold Dean's arm softly. The touch made the taller man look up. Cas gave him a small but soft smile before he continued. "If you died back then, we would have never met. I would never realize that maybe I should start moving on from Michael."

Dean smiled lightly at that, thankful that he really had one more chance at life because if he didn't, he would've never met a man like Cas.

They walked in silence for a little while; Dean calming down and Cas letting him. As they got near to the apartment building, Dean saw a blue ball rolling out on the street with a girl that seemed to be five years old or a little younger, running after it. But what caught his attention was the car speeding towards the girl who seemed to be taken by surprise by the little child and was a little too late as the brakes were hit.

"Hey!" he shouted as he ran towards the little girl, dropping his share of paper bag. Cas was taken by surprise by Dean's sudden outburst. The next thing he knew, Dean was lying in a pool of his own blood on the street.