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Hope you like this little chapter...cos it is quite short! :D

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Onwards...

'Dean?'

'Mmmm?'

'Dean!'

Dean groaned and rolled over. He lifted his head off his bed-warm pillow, blinking tiredly as he focused on the young boy standing next to him.

'Cas?' he mumbled, rubbing his eyes.

'Dean, I don't feel very well' Castiel stood, clutching his toy bear one hand and his blue bed-blanket in the other. His little cheeks were flushed and his dark hair was slightly stuck to his head with a sheen of sweat. Dean's eyes narrowed in confusion when he noticed the two year old was shivering slightly where he stood.

'Come here, little man' he reached out and grabbed Cas under the arms, lifting him up onto the bed next to him, the angel burying his face in the hunters neck, whimpering slightly.

'What hurts, little guy?'

'Everything' came the reply, Cas not lifting his head off Dean's shoulders, his little arms wrapped around Dean's neck.

Dean reached around and gently put the back of his hand on Castiel's forehead, feeling the warmness and slight damp. Cas whimpered again slightly and tried to move closer, his legs wrapping around one of Dean's strong arms.

'Alright, Cas try and sleep now...it's ok, little man'

He wrapped his duvet around him and his little angel, watching as Cas fell into a fitful sleep, sniffling every now and then.

-x-

'He looks really bad'

'I know...but he's better than he was last night'

'Really?'

Dean gave Sam a look before screwing on the cap on Castiel's juice cup full of blackcurrant juice and walking over to the two year old, who was sat on the sofa next to Gabriel, who had refused to move until Pinky And The Brain had finished.

'Here you go, buddy' smiled Dean, watching as the angel tiredly reached for the cup. Dean watched as Cas stopped with his hand in the air, nose screwed up. All of a sudden he let out an almighty sneeze.

'Jeez! Would you make him stop now, please?' Gabriel shouted exasperated, grabbing the remote and turning the volume up on the TV.

'Turn that down, Gabe!' shouted Sam from the kitchen, where he was making toast for the two angels.

'But Cas is making loud noises!'

'I said down!'

'Alright!'

The six year old pouted and shot daggers at his little brother, who looked impassively back, gently sucking on his bottle cup, blackcurrant juice spilling slightly on his chin. His big blues eyes were bright, his black hair was plastered on his forehead and his skin was paper white.

'Come here, little guy' Dean knelt down in front of his angel, arms out. Cas, sucking his thumb, reaching his other arm out and pressing his head into Dean's shoulder, wrapping his little legs around Dean's body.

'I'm cold...' he murmured into Dean's neck. The hunter clasped the back of the angel's head, ruffling his hair and cuddling him close.

'Alright, lets get you back into bed'

-x-

'Dean'

'Dean!'

'Dean!'

Dean looked up, running from his seat at the sofa into his bedroom, where Cas was lying sprawled in his bed, covers bunched around his legs.

'Yeah?'

'Can I have another drink? Pwease?'

'What happened to your last one?'

Castiel stopped and gave him a little look before giggling and kissing his legs. 'I drunk it!' he laughed, Dean grinning back at him.

'You feeling better?' he asked, gently sitting on the edge of the bed and placing his hand on the angel's forehead. 'You don't feel as warm as before.'

'No...I'm still cold.' Cas suddenly drew all his blankets up under his chin, burying his head in his knees.

'Oh you are, are you?'

'Mmm hmm'

Dean smiled gently and pulled Cas to sit on his lap, grabbing the blankets and spreading them over his legs, Cas placing his head on his chest as he sniffled.

'It's alright, Cas...you'll feel better soon' he whispered, the angel yawning into his chest, his eyes slipping closed.

-x-

Someone poked his face. Dean scrunched up his face, ignoring the interference. Someone did it again.

'Dean, wake up!'

'Cas!' Dean blinked open his eyes, evening sunlight streaming through the window. 'How long have I been asleep?'

'Hours and hours and hours!' giggled Cas from his seat next to Dean.

'Really?' grinned Dean, leaning forwards and tickling Cas on the stomach, making the angel scream with laughter.

'How'd you feel now?' asked Dean, once Cas calmed down again.

'I'm still tired' smiled Cas, settling back down on the bed.

'How can you be tired? You've been sleeping all day!' exclaimed Dean.

'But I'm still tired!'

'How?'

Cas pouted and crossed his arms. 'Cos I am!'

'Alright, come here then'

Dean reached for Castiel and grinned as Cas settled into him again and kissed the top of his head as he fell asleep in his arms.

I hope you enjoyed this latest chapter...a bit short, I agree, but worth it, I hope! : )

I'll be back soon...

Thanks for reading!

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