AN: Finally! Here's the next chapter. It took me quite a while but I did it! BWAHAHAHAHA! *coughs.* Anyways, I only checked this once so forgive me for grammatical errors. Aaaannnnddddd, all of that aside, ENJOY! :)

Keefer! I did not take as long as last time to update! Yey meeee! *dances around goofily.*

By Chance

Chances…

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"Hey!" Dean 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.

Cas dropped the paper bag he was holding as well and quickly ran to Dean's side. In an instant, he was kneeling beside Dean. The driver of the car that hit him kneeled down beside Cas, not knowing what to do, ignoring his broken and bloody windshield. "Oh god." The man choked. "I am so, so sorry." He was shaking now as he covered his mouth not knowing what to do.

"Call 911!" Cas growled loudly, snapping the man beside him from his initial shock. The man nodded jerkily as he took his phone from his pocket with a shaking hand.

The conversation between the man and whoever took his 911 call was a simple blur to Cas as he tried to figure out what to do. "Shit!" he muttered under his breath. "Okay. Gabe taught you some first aid stuff. When someone bleeds, what do you do?" he said to himself, trying to clear his mind as his fists clenched and unclenched. When he remembered what to do, he snapped his fingers and started to remove his jacket. "Right. Stop the bleeding, check the pulse, keep the patient awake." When he finally removed his jacket, he folded it and placed it on Dean's forehead, putting pressure on his head to slow down the bleeding. He moved two fingers towards Dean's pulse point, just under his jaw. "Okay, there's a pulse." He said as he felt Dean's vein continued pulsing. "Alright. Dean? Dean. Dean, wake up, look at me." Cas said in a strong, firm tone to get the bleeding man to wake up. Fortunately, Dean was able to open his eyes and look unsteadily at the younger man above him. "Dean, I need you to stay awake until the ambulance gets here, okay?" he asked. At Dean's short, jerky nod, he continued, "I'm going to ask you some questions and no matter how stupid or simple they are, I need you to answer, you got me?" Dean gave him another nod. "Uh, okay. Tell me your name, age and occupation."

"I'm Dean Winchester, I'm thirty-three years old and I'm the owner of an auto-shop here and in Kansas." He responded huskily and weakly.

"Okay. Name your two brothers."

"Sam and Adam Winchester."

"Name your parents."

"John and Mary Winchester."

"Name your first love." He said, not really thinking much. Dean didn't answer as quickly as he did before, he paused and thought for a while and got Cas worried. "Dean, your response."

"I…" he started but stopped as he grunted due to pain. "I don't know. You, I guess? I can't say its Lisa because we drifted apart. You don't stop loving someone, right? Unless they die?" he couched and grunted in pain once more, making Cas wince. "I mean, I just met you and I feel these crazy stuff when you're near. I know I somehow felt this with her but it wasn't as strong as it is with you. And I'm not really sure if I'll be able to 'fall out of love' with you, like what happened with Lisa." He finished weakly, putting some emphasis on the words fall out of love.

Cas can't stop the tears from falling anymore. Breathing became slightly difficult for him before he spoke once more. "If you really love me, don't die on me, okay? You can't…" he said breathlessly, almost a whisper before he finally sobbed. "You just can't, okay? Don't leave me when I just got you." Tears were falling wildly down his face. All the air seemed to have left his lungs as his sight was blurred by his tears.

Dean slowly raised his right hand and cupped Cas' face, making the younger man lean into his touch. "I won't. Okay? So you don't have to cry." He whispered with a soft smile ghosting his lips. Cas nodded jerkily and put his other hand on top of Dean's. "I won't leave because I still have to make you fall in love with me too, right?" Cas nodded once more and kissed Dean's palm, his eyes not leaving the other man's. Dean smiled fondly at the younger man and started whispering words of love to him, so that he could keep his promise of staying awake.

The ambulance arrived shortly after the call, carefully putting Dean on a stretcher whilst keeping the pressure to prevent the bleeding. Cas begged them to ride with them to be able to stay with Dean. Since they really had no time to argue, they permitted him.

When they got to the hospital, Cas followed them up to the surgery room, only to be stopped by a nurse. He reluctantly stopped and went to the waiting room, realizing that he has to call Dean's brother and their friends.

The man who hit Dean said he'd take care of the hospital expenses and that he'll be going straight to the police to report what had happened, that he hit someone. Cas simply nodded, not really paying much attention.

About half an hour later, a very worried Sam came rushing in, followed by Gabriel, Balthazar and Danny, looking just as worried as Sam.

"How is he?" Sam asked Cas when he reached the younger man as he tried to catch his breath. Cas looked up, expression blank but it was obvious that he was crying beforehand, if his tear streaked cheeks was anything to go by.

"He's still under operation. I'm not sure what's going on." Cas responded huskily, as if he has been screaming beforehand, his voice void of emotions like his face.

"Are you okay Cas?" Gabriel finally asked as he sat down beside his brother, putting an arm around the younger man while one hand ran up and down the younger man's arm.

"No." he replied honestly with a sigh. "I was there with him and I wasn't able to help him." His tears started to fall once more as he cradled his head with his hands.

"Cas, there was nothing you could do." Danny comforted, sitting on Cas' other side as she wiped the tears that started to fall once more.

Sam sighed. He knew there was nothing he can do to make Cas believe it wasn't his fault that Dean got in an accident. Even Gabriel seemed to do that a lot; blame himself. Instead, he sat beside Gabriel while Balthazar sat beside Danny.

They were silent for quite a while until Sam's phone started ringing. When he looked at caller ID, it was their youngest brother, Adam. He excused himself from the group as he stood up and answered his phone.

"Hey, Adam."

"Sam, I was able to obtain a plane ticket for the two AM flight. I'll be there by eight tomorrow morning. How's Dean doing?" Adam said worriedly, not bothering to start with a proper greeting.

Sam sighed lightly before he answered. "We've got no news yet."

"Oh. Call me as soon as you hear anything, okay?"

"Sure. Are you packing already?"

"Yeah. I sent an emergency notice to my professors, told them that my brother had an accident."

"Okay. Do you need me to pick you up?"

"Nah. Just stay with him until I get there, alright. I'll go straight to your place to leave my things. The spare key's still in the same place?"

"Yeah, it's still there. Alright, take care man."

"Yeah. You too." Adam ended and they both hung up. Just as he was walking back to where he sat, a doctor walked towards their group, removing his surgical cap in the process. He was about Dean's height, blonde hair, white complexion, well built, a slightly pointed nose, red plump lips and light green eyes.

As the doctor got nearer, Gabriel stood up and greeted him. It seemed that they knew each other.

"Dr. De Castro." Gabriel said with a small smile as he shook the doctor's hand.

"Dr. Collin." He replied with a smile before he looked around the group. "Are these all with Mr. Winchester?" He asked with a warm and slightly tired voice.

"Yes. How is he? Are there any major injuries?" Gabriel responded.

"Just his head, but he's fine now. He just needs a lot of rest because he lost quite a lot of blood." He replied to the shorter man. He looked at Cas this time before he continued. "It was a good thing you knew what to do at those times." He said, relief lacing his warm voice.

"Isn't that basic knowledge to prevent the bleeding?" Cas asked.

"No, not exactly. Some people don't really know what to do with those cases. You just saved him, young man. If he lost more blood than he did, he would've been dead on arrival."

Cas smiled lightly as Sam patted his shoulder, showing his gratitude to him that he saved his brother. "Can we see him?" Cas asked.

"Of course. Follow me." The doctor responded with a soft smile. "But you have to remain silent because we can't risk denying him some time to rest."

They followed the doctor around a corner and stopped three doors after. The doctor tilted his head to one side, gesturing to the door, confirming to them that Dean was on the other side. He opened the door and led the group inside. Sam was the first one to follow him, followed by Cas, Gabriel, Danny and then Balthazar.

Dean had some bandages wrapped around his head and one of his arms. He had some visible bruises but besides that, they couldn't see past the blanket and the hospital gown that covered his body.

Both Sam and Cas were at Dean's side in an instance; Sam took the left side of the bed while Cas took the right side. Cas brushed some hair off of Dean's forehead and threaded his fingers lightly on his hair. His other hand rested on Dean's hand. He leaned down and kissed the sleeping man's forehead, letting his eyes flutter close for a moment. If this action caught the rest of the group by surprise, they didn't say anything about it.

His lips lingered for quite a while, as if he was afraid Dean wouldn't wake up for a long while or maybe not at all. He straightened up; his eyes looked pained, sad and tired before he whispered. "I'm sorry. I should've done something."

"Cas." Sam said softly and reached for Cas' hand, the hand that held his brother's, and waited for the younger man to look up at him before he continued. "No one could've done anything. It was an accident."

"I know. But…" he sighed, dropping his gaze away from Sam and back to Dean, before he continued. "It's just so hard when you're right there, and all you could do was watch him fall and bleed." He said with a frown as he absentmindedly combed Dean's hair with his fingers.

"He's gonna be okay, don't worry." Sam said with a soft smile, knowing how strong is brother really is.

"I know." He whispered softly and cupped Dean's face, his thumb rubbed soothing circles on his cheek.

Sam, Gabriel, Balthazar and Danny left Dean with Cas for a while. They went out to get something to eat. They were all permitted to stay the night because Gabriel, being a hospital staff, was going to be there with them. Danny called her parents and said that she'll be staying with the boys for the night.

Cas sat on a chair beside Dean's bed. His hand was still holding the other man's while his other hand kept on combing through Dean's hair. His chin was rested on the bed as he watched the slow rise and fall of the sleeping man's chest, finding comfort in the simple action, knowing that he'll wake up eventually.

"You know, when I was holding you in my arms back there, I was so scared that I might lose you. You were bleeding so much, and I…" he started softly, almost like the quietest whisper. He bit his lower lip when it started to tremble, as his tears began to fill his eyes. "I don't know what I'd do with you. And I guess, I guess that time I realized," he continued and released a shaky breath. He wiped his tears away but it was no use; they kept on falling. He bit his lower lip once more and took in a large amount of air to calm himself. "I realized that I have feelings for you too. That maybe, maybe I really am in love with you, Dean. So…" he shut his eyes and let the tears fall freely, taking in a shaky breath in the process. "So hurry up and wake up already, okay?" he wiped his tears with the back of his hand and stood up, leaning towards Dean's face to give him a soft, chaste kiss. When he pulled away, he murmured three little words against Dean's lips. "I love you." And kissed his lips once more before he sat back down and rested his head on the bed, aiming to fall asleep, whilst keeping his hand intertwined with Dean's.

Cas doesn't know how long he was asleep. He was awakened by a hand combing through his hair. He slowly straightened up, eyes still closed and yawned, covering his mouth as he did so. He rubbed his eyes to remove the remnants of sleep before he slowly opened his eyes, a pair of green eyes meeting his blue ones. The older man was smiling fondly at him.

"Dean." He gasped as he suddenly stood up. He noticed that their hands were still entwined and gave Dean's hand a soft squeeze, making sure he's really awake.

"Hey Cas." Dean rasped out hoarsely with a smile. Cas cupped Dean's face once more as his thumb rubbed soothing circles on his cheek while Dean leaned into the touch.

"How are you feeling?" he asked in a soft whisper

"Thirsty." Was the simply reply. His hand was reluctantly let go as Cas moved to get a bottle of water and some cotton. As Cas did so, he just noticed that Gabriel, Sam, Balthazar and Danny were already with them in the room, sleeping. When he got back to Dean's side, he removed the cap and dampened the cotton with water from the bottle. He gently dabbed the wet cotton on Dean's dry lips, easing some thirst. "Thanks." Dean rasped out with a soft smile as Cas put the cap back on the bottle and set it aside while he threw the cotton on a trash can.

"Do you need anything else?" Cas asked in a soft of voice, barely a whisper, when he sat back down on his seat.

"Nah, I'm good." Dean replied in the same hushed tone with a soft fond smile. Cas returned the smile and held Dean's hand once more with his right hand while his left hand rested on the older man's forehead, brushing some stray hair in the process. They stared at each other for a while, no one wanting to break the comfortable silence. The only things that produced any form of sound were the machines attached to Dean and Gabriel and Sam's occasional snores. "I heard you, just so you know." He finally said, keeping their conversation hushed. At Cas' questioning look, he continued. "I heard your voice, telling me that you love me." He said, eyes and voice full of hope that Cas couldn't help but smile fondly at the man lying on the bed.

"Yeah, I do." He replied with a smile.

"Good." Dean smiled and squeezed Cas' hand gently, receiving a squeeze in return. "I do need something." He continued, trying to make his voice sound a little suggestive.

"What do you need?" Cas asked with a tilt of his head, truly curious as to what the other man needed. Dean smiled cheekily, making Cas' lips quirk into a small smile. "What is it?" he asked, fully smiling now.

Dean lifted his free hand, closed his fingers except for his index, and tapped his mouth lightly, cheeky smile still present. Cas couldn't help the light huff of laughter that escaped him as he looked away for a while, chuckling now as he shook his head. He looked back at Dean—smile still present—and saw the other man with a frown and an adorable pout on his lips.

Still smiling, Cas licked his lips, Dean's eyes followed the movement of his tongue. Cas cupped Dean's face before he leaned to give the older man a soft, sweet chaste kiss, both of them fluttered their eyes closed. Cas pulled away a little, making Dean follow after his mouth, and sighed lightly in content and he opened his eyes, warm comforting green eyes meeting his blue ones. He leaned down once more to give Dean another chaste kiss. But Dean had other plans and placed a hand at back of Cas' neck, keeping his lips locked to his. He licked Cas' bottom lip, asking for entrance that was gladly granted. Tongues dancing with each other and teeth nibbling each other's lips before Cas pulled away because he realized he had to call a nurse or the doctor because Dean's finally awake. He might need a check up before anything else. Dean once again followed his mouth and pouted when Cas chuckled.

"We need to call a nurse to check up on you." Cas said in a hushed tone so that the other four won't be disturbed from their slumber, and smiled as he stood up, letting Dean's hand go in the process.

"Can't you be the one to check me? I'm willing to let your hands roam and check if anything's wrong." Dean asked, waggling his eye brows with a charming Winchester smirk. Cas simply laughed silently and shook his head, amused that Dean still had the energy to suggest sexual stuff. He leaned down once more and gave Dean one last kiss before he went out to find a nurse—or a doctor. As he went out, the doctor that has just did the operation, Dr. De Castro as he remembered vaguely, was on his way to Dean's room.

"Dr. De Castro." he said as they met halfway. At the doctor's nod, he continued. "Um, Dean's awake."

"Alright. I was just on my way to him. How is he doing?" the doctor replied.

"I believe he's fine." Cas replied with a soft smile. The doctor stared at him for a moment, studying him, it seemed. Cas tilted his head to one side, eyes narrowing slightly, showing his confusion as to why the doctor was staring at him.

"Correct me if I'm mistaken, but I presume you and the patient are together?" he asked, gesturing with one hand while the other—which was holding a clipboard and a vial of medicine, probably an anesthetic—remained at his side.

"Uh…" Cas replied dumbly. The doctor started to walk pass him and he followed

"I'm sorry to intervene. It's just, with regards to your appearance, I assumed the two of you have been pretty busy before you went out to inform someone about the patient's consciousness." The doctor continued as they walked to the Dean's room. Cas thought back for a while and suddenly flushed a dark red color, biting his bottom lip in the process. He realized that maybe his lips were slightly swollen from Dean's eager kisses and that the doctor noticed it.

"Almost. Kind of. I guess?" he said hesitantly, not really sure where he and Dean stand at the moment.

The doctor stopped in his tracks and turned to face Cas; Cas stopped as well and looked at the doctor with curiosity. "Why are you not certain?"

"We're kind of new to this kind of thing. And it was just after the accident that I realized it." Cas replied with a small shrug while the doctor nodded in understanding and turned once more, proceeding with their walk to Dean's room.

Dean welcomed them with a smile, which the doctor gladly returned. Cas bit his lower lip when he entered after the doctor.

"How are you Mr. Winchester?" the doctor asked as he read something from the clipboard he was holding; probably medical records.

"I'm fine. I was a little thirsty a while ago." He rasped out and made the doctor's head snap up to look at him, concern and worry lining his features.

"Did you drink anything?" he asked.

"Uh, no. Cas dampened a cotton with water and wet my lips. Why?"

"Because you can't drink for a while, at least until the anesthetics that were used from the surgery wear off. There was an incident here once that our patient died because his wife gave him a cold drink." He explained, making Dean's eyes widen with terror.

"Good thing you knew what to do Cas." Dean said with a slight hint of terror but with a huge amount of relief.

"My brother's a surgeon, Dean." He said with a smirk, amusement obvious in his eyes.

"And an amazing one at that." The doctor added proudly that Cas couldn't help but smile with pride as well. Their conversation ended at that.

The doctor checked Dean's injuries, asked him if he feels any severe pain, if he was dizzy and so on and so forth. He gave Dean a lighter anesthetic, so that he'll be able to start to drink something later. He checked the IV Fluids and said that he'd replace it before his shift was over and left. Weird enough, none of the sleeping people around them woke up.

Cas sat back down on his seat beside Dean and held the older man's hand once more. Dean was starting to get sleepy, the anesthetics finally doing its job. Cas simply ran his fingers through Dean's hair, massaging his scalp lightly and lulling him more to sleep.

"Lie here with me." Dean whispered as he tried to force his eyes to remain open. Cas smiled at him and kissed his soft lips chastely before he moved to lie beside Dean; moving carefully so that he wouldn't disturb any of the wirings around. Dean moved to give him some space.

"Rest your head on my chest." Cas murmured when he was settled beside Dean and moved up a little so that the older man wouldn't have a hard time moving to rest his head on his chest. Cas moved one arm around Dean, wrapping it around the older man and pulled him closer. Dean wrapped his arms around the younger man and snuggled closer to him, humming in approval as he settled against Cas. The younger man kissed the top of Dean's head, resting it there for a while as he inhaled Dean's scent. He was memorizing the older man's scent, knowing that he has to get used to his smell the moment he said he felt the same, even if Dean was unconscious at the moment. Telling Dean he felt the same meant he was willing to try a relationship with him and hopefully a life.

"I love you." Cas whispered all of a sudden against Dean's head. The older man simply hummed and moved closer before he responded with a murmured I love you too and fell asleep. Cas ran his hand up and down Dean's spine, soothing the older man even further until he fell asleep as well.

It was around eight thirty when Dean slowly woke up, making Cas stir a little with his sudden movements. When he opened his eyes, he was still wrapped within Cas' comforting embrace and warmth. He smiled to himself and tried to get some more sleep until he noticed Adam sitting on the chair Cas was sitting on the previous night, leaning back so that he was seated comfortably; concern lining his blue eyes. The youngest Winchester smiled softly at his brother when he realized he's been noticed. Dean nearly jerked back with surprised but Cas' tight embraced prevented him from doing so; which was probably a good thing.

"Adam." He rasped out, throat dry and rough.

"Hey Dean. How are you?" Adam asked his brother in a hushed tone, so that they wouldn't disturb the sleeping man beside his brother, as he leaned towards the bed. He didn't seem to care that his brother was cuddling another man.

"I'm good kid. Why are you here? How about school?" Dean asked, still comfortably lying on Cas.

"Don't worry about it. Who's he?" the younger man finally asked the question he wanted to ask the moment he saw him on his brother's hospital bed, glancing at the still sleeping man's face before he directed his amused gaze back to his older brother, seemingly knowing who the sleeping man was and who he was in his brother's life.

"Uh, this is Cas. He's…" Dean paused for a moment, bit his lower lip and tried to think where he and Cas stand at the moment, hoping the younger man would wake up and confirm to him that they are what he wanted them to be. His train of thought was broken by Cas' sudden yawn and light stretch.

"I'm his boyfriend." Cas said effortlessly and rubbed his eyes with his free hand. He looked down and smiled gently at Dean before he kissed the older man's forehead. He turned his head to look at Adam and smiled at the younger man, slight mischief dancing in his blue eyes. "After courting me for quite a while, I finally gave in and said I have feelings for him too." He said smugly with a smirk, surprising Dean with his words and making his jaw drop; Adam simply raised his eyebrows, amusement dancing in his own eyes. Never has Dean ever thought of Cas saying something so smugly like that.

After his initial shock, Dean closed his mouth and slapped Cas' abdomen painfully, making the younger man jerk lightly with a grunt. Adam chuckled on his seat while Cas rubbed his slightly sore abdomen, scowling at Dean. Dean was glaring playfully at Cas before he settled his head back down on Cas' chest, desperately trying to hide his blush. But Cas saw his faint blush anyways and held his chin gently to tilt his head up, giving him a soft passionate kiss. Dean's hand rose to cup Cas' jaw and pull him closer, deepening their kiss. They only broke apart because Adam cleared his throat uncomfortably.

The days went by quickly after that. Cas visiting everyday after class, Danny and Balthazar coming every now and then, Gabriel checking up on him whenever he's on duty, Adam staying over everyday from eight up to five PM (the kid still needed to study) and Sam whenever he can.

After a week and a half, Dean was finally released from the hospital. Cas was the one to pick him up from the hospital and bring him back to his apartment. Cas carried Dean's duffle bag inside the older man's apartment and ushered Dean inside. He put the bag down beside the sofa. Dean simply stood there in the middle, looking around his apartment. Cas walked behind him and wrapped his arms around Dean's waist, resting his chin on the older man's shoulder.

"You okay?" he whispered. Dean turned around in his embrace and held his face with both hands. He leaned down and gave Cas a soft, chaste kiss.

"Yeah." He murmured against Cas' lips and continued. "I just… I never thought I'll actually have you here with me like this. That you'll actually return my feelings and that we'd immediately become this comfortable with each other, as if we've been together for years." He finished with a smile.

"Isn't that a good thing?" Cas asked with his own soft smile.

"Yeah. Yeah, it is."

AN: Haloo guys! Only one more chapter and By Chance is finally ending. :( Anyways, this would be the longest chapter in this story so far. I'm still not sure how long the final chapter would be. Anyways, if ever you're wondering why the title of this chapter is 'Chances' (and that is a big IF), it is entitled as such because once more, Dean had another chance at life, giving Cas another chance at love. Also, the thing about not drinking after surgery, our professor told us that and it is true that there was one case that a patient died because a relative gave him a cold drink after surgery when he said he was thirsty. RIP to whoever he was.

Anyways, please REVIEW guys! *puppy eyes.* I love ya'll! Wait for the next and final chapter of By Chance. :)