A couple days after Dean's talk with Cas he gets a call from the hospital telling him that Sam will be moved to the mental ward because of his recent problems. Apparently he has harmed to nurses because he thought they were demons. Dean sighs as he listens to how the assault came to be.
"Yeah thanks for telling me, He tells the nurse." He then hangs up the phone and finishes getting ready for the work day. A few hours later he finds himself pacing outside the same mental ward he visited just yesterday because he just doesn't know what to do, should he confront his brother now or later. After hours of contemplating Dean ends up going to Cas for advice which he thinks is ridiculous why would Cas want to hear about his problems, But then again isn't that what they were doing before; getting involved in each other's personal life?
He walks up to Cas's room timidly which is unusual to see from Dean and Cas takes it as a sign that Dean could possibly be troubled. Cas looks at Dean worriedly and says is something brothering you Dean?
Dean stops playing with his hands and looks up at Cas.
"Yeah, it's just I need to talk to someone about Sam."
"Well what's wrong? Asks Cas
"I just don't know if I should see him, he's here in the mental ward now, and I just…I feel that maybe I should wait. What do you think?"
"You're asking me what I think. Cas laughs a little, I never thought someone would want to ask me for advice."
"Never mind it was stupid, I'll just see him later." Dean starts to walk out the door but Cas Stops him.
"No! Dean, I'm sorry it's just this all new to me, I just thought I never would have a friend would need my advice."
Dean turns around…"Thanks Cas."
Castiel froze for a moment no has ever called him Cas before. He was dumfounded yes Dean called him Cas Often now but he had yet to notice how pleasant it was for someone to think highly enough to shorten his name to three letters. He then smiles to himself.
Cas. Why are you smiling? Asks Dean
"Oh, it's nothing." he says while shrugging it off, he then redirects the conversation towards Dean's predicament. "Dean what are you most comfortable doing, do you think you're up to talking to your brother tonight or do want to wait until you can collect yourself."
"I don't know, I think I'll feel better if I talk to him now, I've had this awful pain in my stomach ever since I found him that day."
"Then maybe you should talk to him today, you have nothing to lose."
"Yeah your right, I will talk to him tonight." But before Dean leaves he turns around and looks Cas in the eyes and says "thank you Cas."
Dean walks away from Cas's room and finds a nurse. Feeling like a weigh was lifted of his shoulders. He never knew how good it felt to talk to someone about your troubles.
"Excuse me miss? Do you happen to know where Sam Winchester's room is?"
"Yes, I do, it's nice to see you again Dean. Did you already see Cas?"
"Yeah I did."
That's good. Sam is in room 406, normally I wouldn't tell someone where a patient is staying but you're his brother and you come here every day to see. I just thought what hell why not. Oh and before you go Dean, Sam is on medication now so if you want to talk to him he won't hurt you.
Dean walks the dimly lit hallway and finds Sam room which is closed. He breaths in and out and then knocks on the door.
Come in! Shouts Sam.
Dean takes the invention not worrying that it was probably for a nurse instead of for Dean. Dean walks in slowly and then says shyly "Hello Sammy."
Sam looks up with a disappointed look on his face.
Dean…please go…I can't…I just…I can't look at you. He says face down into his book.
Sam please I can't stand you being angry with me, you're the only family I got.
Dean, I can't do this right now, I can't look you in eyes Dean.
"I know, I'm sorry, but I had to take you here, so you could get better. Sam when I saw you lying on that floor, I was scared I was afraid I lose you forever. So I told myself that I'll do whatever I could get you on the track again. I love you Sam you're the only family I have left and I'm not going to give up on you, and if that means you won't talk to me then let it be. Just know this whenever you fall I will be there to pick you right back up again."
Sam, who is still looking at his book, starts to feel tears fall down his cheeks.
"Dean, I'm sorry. I have failed you so many times and I just don't what I can do to make it better. I'm drowning right now and I don't know if I will ever resurface. I didn't talk to you because I'm angry with you Dean, it was because I 'm such screw up. I thought that if I was out of your life that you could finally have time to be happy."
Dean wipes away his tears, and hugs Sam tightly, and he's holding on to his brother he notices the feeling he felt before comfort like he finally had a place it felt like home, and that feeling left him a long time ago.
"Dean" says Sam
"Yes"
"I still miss her" he weeps
"I know" says Dean as he holds Sam.
