I know, I need to start making updates longer but eh, it's something and I live to make cliffhangers.


"Dean, come on, it's raining, just get here already." Sam groaned into the phone.

"You know, you were right about staying, that really did look like some vampires, or vetalas, either way we should stay a little longer.'
"Dean. Seriously, I'm getting wet."

"Fine- fine- holy shit!"

"Oh my god..." The two hung up as Dean slammed on the breaks of the impala and Sam rushed towards the intersection where they just saw a crash occur. Dean was going merrily along behind the truck that t-boned the Honda, and immediately slammed his breaks and got out. Sam waved for someone now standing on the streets to call 911, and ran through the rain towards the crash. "Shit." He murmured when he saw the driver's window cracked and smudged with blood. "Hey! Are you ok?" He called into the car as the driver moved in slow, shaking movements to unbuckle his seat belt and open the door.

"Oh my god! That's Mr. Novak!" A girl screamed, getting out of the passenger side of the truck, before looking back into the truck and screaming again, in a more sobbing tone. "Kevin! Kevin oh my god!"

Castiel practically fell out of the car, eyes wide and searching, though unable to see things straight. "Oh shit, Cas, Cas? Can you hear me? Are you ok?" Sam asked, gripping one of Castiel's blindly reaching hands.

"A-Are they ok?"Castiel asked, blinking hard to clear his vision. "The driver... are they ok? Could have been a student... looked- looked like Kevin's truck..." He rambled, closing his eyes.

"Dean! Dean is the driver ok?" Sam yelled to his brother who was reaching in through the passenger door to the driver.

"Yeah, just knocked out. How about yours?"

"It's Cas, Dean. He's bleeding pretty bad, get some bandages from the car." Sam called, trying to help Castiel as much as he could. Blood was making his hair stick to his head more than the rain and the girl from the Truck was trying to get to him.

"Mr. Novak, I am so sorry, are you okay? Mr. Novak?"

"He's fine, come on, back up a bit he needs space." Sam tried to push her back but failed, trying to help Cas at the same time.

Castiel finally rested his head back against his car and let out a loud groan. He focused on Sam and his eyebrows furrowed. "You look like someone I once knew." He said, his vision slowly starting to come back.

"I'm Sam. Sam Winchester." Sam admitted, glancing up as Dean walked around the car towards them with the bandages. Castiel let out a laugh, which shook his whole body until he had to stop from the pain. Sirens could finally be heard in the distance, and people started to clear the street for when they finally got there. "Listen, Cas, we're going to get you to the hospital, the ambulance is almost here, we're going to try and stop the bleeding now." Sam said, trying to move the subject on a little bit, taking the bandages from Dean.

"Call Gabriel, and Bal-Balthazar. In my phone. Tell them to meet me at the hospital." Castiel forced out, closing his eyes. "My bag, in the back, I need it taken with me. Have to help... Vicki and Nina on their speeches."

"Cas, you were in a car accident, the speeches can wai-"

"Shut the fuck up Dean Winchester, I will not let you ruin someone else's senior year, one was more than enough for you." Castiel growled out, opening his eyes to glare at the man. Through his pain and anger he couldn't help but see how... handsome Dean had become.

Dean visibly pulled back from that one and glared at Sam, who shot him a famous Sam Winchester Bitch Glare, and nodded to the car. "Get his phone and make the calls." He said, and Dean reluctantly listened, because despite the fact he would never show it... what Cas said hurt. The ambulance arrived, and rushed to the car, pushing Dean and Sam from the accident and tending to Cas and Kevin. Sam managed to grab Castiel's bag from the car as well as the Ipod that lay on the driver's seat, playing silently, not plugged into anything.

"Gabriel? It's your brother, he's been in an accident. He's being taken to the hospital, he wants you to be there when he arrives." Dean said into Castiel's complicated phone after fighting with it for a time to get it to call the damn number.

"Oh shit. Is he okay? Well obviously not if he's being taken to the hospital. Thank you for letting me know, what's your name?" Gabriel rambled on the other end of the call, his concern obvious in his voice, and Dean only figured he sounds about the same when worried about Sam.

"Dean. Dean Winchester."

"Shit."

Balthazar was at home, walking around in a pair of briefs, munching on a bowl of popcorn, getting ready to sit down in front of the tv and check out for the night. His phone rang on the coffee table. "You are the girl! That I've been dreaming of! Ever since I was a little girl~! You are the girl!-" Balthazar danced across the room to the table to the ringtone he set for Castiel, laughing to himself as he picked it up. "Hello, Cassie Darling, to what do I owe the pleasure?" He asked, sitting down on his leather couch, humming a bit at the chill it gave his skin.

"Um. Is this Balthazar?" A deep voice that was very much not Castiel's asked.

"Yes...?"

"Castiel was in an accident. He asked I call you and his brother to meet him at the hospital."

"Fuck!" He shot up at that, the bowl of popcorn toppling over, hitting the table and shattering. "I'll be right there. Thank you for calling me." He said, standing, carefully stepping over the broken bowl, and grabbing for clothes.