A/N: For some reason I can't seem to create longer Chapters for this Story. Sigh...

Enjoy.


Dean was still asleep while Sam watched his older Brother.

Cas needed to tell Sam what he knew but Sam was acting like Dean would; deflecting was a true Winchester trait that needed to be broken.

"Sam, please. I need to tell you what has happened to Dean"

"Cas! Enough, I don't want to hear it!"

Butting heads with a furious boyfriend of an Archangel wasn't how Castiel should go about this situation

"Sam, I understand that you are upset with your Brother and with Gabriel!"

"Castiel! Shut your mouth! I'm sick of this!" Sam stormed off slamming Dean's door so hard it bounced back from its closed hinges.

"Dammit" Cas hissed to himself "Sam, I know you don't want to hear this but it has to be said; Dean is Soulless"

Sam's faded footsteps halted, they grew louder until the reached several feet in front of Castiel "What?"

"Soulless. Lucifer has ripped out Dean's Soul. Gabriel must of saved Dean after Lucifer extracted it"

"Cas... Do you have any idea how much crap that we're piled with?"

"Yes, Sam. Right now Dean needs us"

"Guys, shut the Hell up" Dean moaned leaning through his doorway

"Dean, how are you feeling?" Cas asked

"Like absolute crap, Cas. Sam, you alright?"

"I'm fine" Sam fired out, leaving.

Cas sighed, returning to face Dean "Dean, I'm sorry"

"Not, it's good. I'm great. Demon and Soulless. How much more can my life get screwed?"

"Dean,"

"Is that what you wanted to tell me, over the phone or during Stull Cemetery"

"Oh," Cas shuffled his feet, the Angel's gaze resting on the floor "I haven't thought about that"

"Cas I'm screwed up but I can tell when you're lying"

"I don't think it would be appropriate right now"

Dean heaved a sigh "Cas, you know that at some point you and I will be having this discussion"

Cas nodded "I know, Dean. However I believe you should be recovering"

"You're probably right but I don't feel... really anything"

"Not even rage? that's usually your default. I mean along with brooding and self-hatred and pity"

"Cas- Did you make a joke?" Dean snorted "I should have recorded that"

"Oh, I can go and grab the camera, my phone is, as you put it, out of batteries"

"I'll find your charger in a minute" Dean mumbled

"Dean, rest" Cas pointed to the wall

"I don't think I'll fit in the cracks"

"Very funny"

"Dean," Cas rushed to Dean's side, which was currently sliding down his door - suffering a noise bleed"

"Dizzy..."

"OK. We're going to move you back to bed"

"Sammy..?"

"He's alright, more or less" Cas pulled Dean's arm over his shoulder moving slowly towards the bed that was only a few feet away.

"OK. Hey Cas?"

"Yes Dean"

"Stay..."

"Of course, Dean" Cas carefully placed Dean back on the bed, sitting him on so the nosebleed didn't spread on his sheets

"Cas, why are you doing this? I just attacked everyone"

"It wasn't necessarily an attack, you panicked. I'm doing this because you are my best friend, you take care of everyone else so why can't, as the saying goes, 'the shoe be on the other foot', Dean?"

"Because it's my job"

"Dean, you are allowed to be taken care of"

"Whatever Cas, just stay here"

"Sleep Dean" Cas pressed two fingers against the Winchester's forehead, clearing the blood away then causing Dean to pass out again, this time without worry.