Dean didn't sleep well that night. He couldn't turn his head because of the tubes in his nose and the threads that were stuck to his body. The heart monitor made a lot of noise and the doctors came to check on him every two hours.
So when Dean woke up at five AM, he couldn't sleep anymore.
An hour after, Castiel walks into his room.
"Hello, Dean," he says and he turns on the light. "I'm going to check on your leg, your breathing and I'm gonna clean your bandage and blood bag."
Dean nods.
Castiel walks up to him and takes a seat on the side of the bed.
"Okay, can I take off the bandage?" Castiel asks and he reaches out to grab the bandage.
Dean nods. "Yeah, if you're supposed to do that," Dean replies. His voice sounds nasal.
Castiel loosens the bandage and carefully takes it off Dean's leg. The wound appears and when Dean sees it he looks away.
Castiel cleans his hands with antibacterial gel and afterwards, he just looks at Dean.
"Does it hurt?" he asks.
Dean shrugs. "I think," he answers with a fast look at the painful-looking wound.
"Okay, if it doesn't hurt really badly, it's okay. I can't clean the wound yet, Julia said, but I just had to take a look at it. So I did and I think it looks pretty good," Castiel explains to Dean.
Dean fiddles with the tubes.
"You shouldn't touch the tubes too much."
"Oh, I'm sorry. They're a little annoying."
Dean lets go of the tubes and lays his hand beside him.
"I'm gonna wrap a clean bandage around your leg again."
Castiel carefully winds a fresh bandage around the wound and before he secures it, he asks if it's not too tight.
"No, it's just perfect," Dean says, but he hasn't even looked at the bandage yet.
He's just looking at the focused look on Castiel's face.
"What?" Castiel asks as he sees that Dean is staring at him. "I don't have anything on my face, right?"
Dean laughs.
"No, you do not have anything on your face," he answers, laughing. Castiel breathes, relieved.
"Okay, well, what was I saying?" he asks himself. "Oh yeah! So your bandage is clean. I need to give you a new blood bag, so that's what I'm gonna do."
Castiel stands up. He takes the blood bag from the stand and makes the thread loose from the blood bag. He attaches the thread to the blood bag and after that, he hangs it back on the stand.
"Well, now you'll get fresh blood and it'll fix you," Castiel says. "Oh, what I still needed to tell you that your family will visit today."
"My dad too?" Dean asks.
Castiel shrugs.
"I think so, they will be here at twelve," Castiel explains.
Dean nods. "Okay, can they stay a little longer than yesterday?"
"Yes, of course. They can stay until visiting time is over," Castiel answers. "They can visit from twelve till three."
It was now just half past six, so Dean had to wait for a couple of hours.
Someone knocks on the door and a moment later the door opens too.
"Oh, hi, Cheyenne," Castiel says to the lady who walks into the room.
She has a serving tray in her hands. Her cheeks turn red as she sees Castiel.
"Hi, Castiel," she replies. "Here's the man's breakfast."
She puts the serving tray in front of Dean. Her blonde hair falls in front of her eyes and she wipes it away with a hand as she looks at Castiel.
"Thanks," Castiel says with a glance at the food.
It's gross hospital food and he actually doesn't want to force Dean to eat it.
Cheyenne smiles and she leaves the room. Right before she closes the door, she looks another time at Castiel.
The door closes and Dean starts laughing. His laugh is hoarse.
Castiel turns red.
"What!?" he asks while looking at the laughing Dean.
When Dean has his breath back, he answers. "I think she likes you."
Castiel now turns even redder, he doesn't like her at all.
"No, she does not like me." He folds his arms over each other.
Dean gives him a sassy look and sniggers. "Are you sure?"
"Yes," Castiel answers and he looks at the food. "You should eat."
Dean's face turns serious.
"Don't think I'm gonna eat that."
He looks at the food and makes a puke noise.
Castiel looks at Dean.
"You have to eat," he says, but Dean doesn't want to eat. "Dean, if you don't eat, your wound won't heal."
The food looks gross and soupy, but it is solid food.
"I don't want to force you to eat it," Castiel says. "But you need the food, really."
Dean rolls his eyes and reaches for the fork. Dean's hand shakes, which makes it hard for Dean to grab the fork.
When he has grip of the fork he pricks in a thing that looks like sausage. When he chews on the food for the first time he frowns.
A smile appears on Castiel's face as Dean swallows the piece of food.
"Good job!" Castiel says with a little snigger. "You eat the rest of that, and then I get you your medicines."
Dean nods and Castiel walks away.
A moment later, Castiel comes back into Dean's hospital room.
Dean is still chewing on a bit of food, but the rest of his plate is empty.
"It's gummy," Dean says while chewing on the food. "Gross."
Castiel walks towards him with the meds in his hand. He laughs shortly and carefully takes a seat next to Dean, on the bed.
"Okay, but it wasn't that bad, right?"
Dean pulls up his eyebrows.
"Not bad?" he asks. "Not bad!? It was terrible!"
Castiel puts his hands in the air and turns red.
"I'm sorry, I just thought…"
Dean starts laughing.
"I'm kidding, Cas," he says, laughing. "It wasn't that bad."
Castiel awkwardly laughs a little as well.
"Okay, I have your meds," Castiel says. He holds them in the air. "Some vitamins and some painkillers, but you cannot take too many of those," Castiel explains to Dean.
Dean looks at the meds in Castiel's hand.
"Okay," he says and he takes them. "So what are the ones in the white package?"
"Painkillers. You can take two after you took your medicine. You can take two again in about four hours, but only when there's pain to be killed," Castiel explains.
Dean nods and takes the other medicine with the help of a little water. After that, he takes the painkillers, and an hour after Castiel left his room, he falls asleep.
After three hours, Dean feels someone shaking him.
"Dean," a young man's voice says. "Your family is here."
Dean slowly opens his eyes and immediately feels a burning pain shooting up from his stomach.
After the pain, he tastes some sour stuff making its way up to his mouth.
Castiel – the young man who the voice belonged to – notices that Dean feels sick and grabs a bucket.
He puts it in front of Dean just in time.
Dean whole stomach empties itself into the bucket.
When Dean is done, he wipes his mouth and lays back. He closes his eyes for a moment and when he has the feeling he's doing okay again he speaks.
"Okay, let them in."
His voice sounds gruff and he's having trouble breathing again.
Castiel nods and when Dean has color on his face again, he lets in Mary, John and Sam.
When Mary sees Dean, she walks towards him quickly with a smile on her face. She carefully wraps her arms around Dean's middle.
"You look so much better than yesterday, Dean!" she says happily.
Dean starts coughing and tries to breathe effortlessly.
"Mom, could you please…"
Mary already does what Dean is about to ask and tousles his hair. "I'm sorry. I just… I just forgot that you're here for a reason, you look so well, darling!" she says while she takes a seat on a stool, just like John and Sam already did. "Don't you think boys?"
Sam and John both nod and they start talking about other things.
Castiel left the room after he let in John, Mary and Sam and he's now heading to the room where Julia should be.
When he almost there, he sees Cheyenne coming towards him. He just focuses on the door of the room and tries to just walk by her. But Cheyenne isn't planning to say nothing to Castiel.
She throws back her long blonde hair and smiles at Castiel.
"Hi, Castiel," she says and her high voice echoes through the almost completely empty hallway.
"Hello, Cheyenne." Castiel looks at Cheyenne's light blue eyes.
She has a piece of paper folded up in her left hand, Castiel sees, and he looks at it. The paper has a light pink color and Cheyenne holds it next to her hips.
"What are you doing?" Cheyenne asks and Castiel looks away from the paper.
"Well, I was going to speak with Doctor Haley about Mr. Winchester."
Castiel makes another step towards the room.
"So I should go now."
Cheyenne's head turns red and when Castiel starts walking to the room she grabs Castiel's hand.
"Okay, well, good luck speaking with her." She pushes the piece of paper into Castiel's hand and walks away. "I'll see you around!"
Cheyenne waves with her hand and walks away, swinging her hips.
Castiel looks at the piece of paper and puts it in the pocket of his shirt.
He knocks on the door twice and then walks into the room. Julia is sitting at the table in her own room.
It's a little office – containing a computer and some files of Julia's patients – and she's always here when she isn't with a patient.
Julia looks up from her computer when she hears Castiel come into the room.
"Oh, hello, Castiel," she says and she puts her glasses right. "Take a seat. How was Dean doing?"
Castiel takes a seat and clears his throat. "I think he was doing okay, but we should really look at his breathing. I think it's something with his lungs or something is pushing on one of his lungs," Castiel says and Julia listens to what Castiel is saying. "He also puked this morning, but that's normal, right?"
Julia grabs Dean's file off the table and opens it.
She also grabs a white piece of paper and she starts writing.
"Well, Castiel, that's what I forgot to tell you," she says while writing down everything Castiel told her. "In Dean's case, it isn't normal that he pukes or breathes with effort. We checked his lungs when he arrived here yesterday and they looked good." She stops writing and looks at Castiel's worried face. "So, yes, we need to look at that. Maybe he has a cold or the flu, something like that and that wouldn't be a good thing," Julia goes on. "We'll take care of that tomorrow, he'll need to rest when his family has left so I'm not going to do that this evening."
Castiel is so worried about Dean and he just wants to run to him right now, but he can't – he needs to listen to Julia now.
Julia tells Castiel to keep Dean company when Dean's family is gone, but he cannot tell him that they'll look at his breathing problems.
"If he knows, he may not sleep," Julia says. "So you can talk with Emily a bit, and after three PM, you can keep Dean company, but not for too long, okay?"
Castiel nods and he walks away.
Emily is staying in the fourth room on the second floor, so Castiel takes the stairs. He knocks on the door of the little girl's room and he opens the door.
The little brunette lies in the bed and a smile appears on her face as she sees Castiel.
"Castiel!" Her cute voice echoes through the room.
"Hello, Emily," Castiel replies and he takes a seat on the bed. "How are you doing?"
The little girl shrugs.
"I'm happy you're here, I was really bored."
"Well, I've got some fun stories, so I can tell you what I experienced," Castiel says and a smile appears on Emily's face.
"Yes! Yes! I love your stories!"
Castiel giggles and clears his throat. "Well, I've got feelings for someone… I think."
Castiel's cheeks color red.
Emily claps her hands and giggles.
"That's great! Who is the lucky girl?"
Castiel swallows; should he really share his feelings with this seven year old girl?
"It isn't a she," Castiel says. "It's a he."
Dean had a good time with his family and they left at two PM – they left early because Dean was tired.
Dean tries to fall asleep after his family has left the room. But he can't really sleep in this room very well. It's a weird room; his bed is in the middle of the room and it has a heart monitor next to it.
The heart monitor makes annoying noises and Dean still feels quite sick, but after half an hour of trying to sleep, Dean finally falls asleep.
He sleeps for an hour, and when he wakes up, he feels very sick again.
Luckily Castiel is doing some things in Dean's room and notices that Dean is about to puke again, otherwise Dean would've just puked all over himself.
When Dean is done puking, Castiel takes a seat on Dean's bed again.
"Hi, Dean," he says. "Did you have a good rest?"
Dean smiles and nods.
"Yes, but I don't like the waking up and feeling sick every time."
Castiel tries to stay calm, but he's very worried about Dean. He knows what Julia said about the puking.
"It's completely normal, it'll go away when your body is used to the meds," Castiel lies.
Dean takes a deep breath and lays back.
"I hope so," he says while he looks at Castiel.
Castiel wants to switch to another subject so he puts his hand in his pocket and feels the piece of paper that Cheyenne gave to him.
"You know," Castiel says. "You still remember that girl who walked into the room this morning?"
Dean nods, he seems interested.
Castiel takes the piece of paper out of his pocket and shows it to Dean.
"She gave this to me, when your parents were here."
Dean gets a large smile on his face.
"You are kidding!" he says. "Read it out loud."
Castiel's cheeks turn a red color.
"Okay…" he says and he folds the letter open. "Dear Castiel. I know we don't know each other very well, but I'd love to know you better."
Dean laughs. "It's a love letter! She really likes you!"
Castiel looks "angrily" at Dean, but then laughs.
"Maybe… But I don't like her," Castiel says. "But I'll continue."
Dean nods and Castiel looks at the letter again. "So maybe we could go to the park sometimes or maybe to a diner? You should really let me know. Love Cheyenne."
Castiel stops reading and looks at Dean, who's holding in his laughter.
"What! It's not funny!"
Dean snickers.
"It is very funny, Castiel," he says between the giggles. "This Cheyenne wants to date you, Castiel!"
Castiel rolls with his eyes. "Yes, I'm not gonna do that, I DON'T LIKE HER!"
Dean keeps laughing. "You do like her! Your cheeks are very, very red!"
This makes Castiel's cheeks turn even redder.
"You should go sleep, Dean," he says and he stands up. "I'll come to give you your meds this evening, bye."
Castiel walks away and right before he closes the door.
"No, Cas! C'mon!" Dean yells at the door, which closes. "I'm frickin' bored in here!"
Castiel walks in the hallways and he feels bad about leaving Dean there alone.
But he just shouldn't spend so much time with one of the patients.
He looks at the pink piece of paper and throws it away.
He cannot go on the date with the blue eyed assistant, she's not his type. And he knows he's in love with somebody else. He feels it and he has realized it from the moment he knew this person.
And that person is not Cheyenne!
Castiel stops in front of the door from Julia's office. He knocks on the door and opens it after.
"Hello, Julia?" Nobody's there. "Ehm, Julia?"
She should be here, but she isn't.
Castiel walks around the desk and sees a phone on the table and her coffee cup only half empty.
The phone is Julia's.
Castiel tabs on the screen and the phone turns on. Julia's Whatsapp is open on the screen. A message was sent to her, by her brother.
"Julia! Gale is having a heart attack. Come to the park, you know which one! Be fast, Helen."
Castiel doesn't know who Helen is, but Gale is Julia's brother.
Now he knows why she isn't here, she's saving Gale!
The moment he realizes he hears an ambulance.
"Julia!" Castiel runs to the hallway.
The doors open and Julia comes into the room, pushing a bed with young man on it. Castiel runs over to the bed and starts to help pushing it towards the OR.
When he looks at Julia he sees tears all over her face.
"Hold on, Gale," she says to the man on the bed.
The young man is about Julia's age and he has blue dyed hair.
A few meters behind the bed runs a young lady. She has short hair, which is painted pink-ish.
Castiel thinks this must be Helen and he walks towards her, to calm her down.
"Hello, lady," he says and he looks at her tearful face.
"W-who are you?"
Castiel lays his hand on her shoulder.
"I'm Castiel," he says. "I work here and I'm also a friend of Julia."
The lady wipes away a tear. "Ow, okay."
Tears keep running over her cheeks.
Castiel wants to calm her down, but he doesn't know how.
"Hey, Gale is gonna be okay," he tries.
The lady shrugs. "Yeah, I know," she says. "But I just… I'm so scared."
"I understand that, but here are good doctors," Castiel says. "Believe me."
The lady looks away. "I know," she whispers.
Castiel pushes to her back a little, to make her walk.
"I'll take you to the waiting room, you can wait there for someone to tell you about Gale, when he's doing okay again."
When they arrive in the waiting room, the lady takes a seat.
"Well, I'll wait here. I think," she says and Castiel nods.
The woman takes a hand through her hair.
"Oh, I totally forgot," she says. "I'm Helen, Gale's girlfriend."
Castiel looks at her. "I already thought you're his girlfriend," he replies.
A moment later Castiel walks away.
He isn't going to disturb Julia right now. So he'll just check on some people and at six, he'll go to Dean's room to give him, his new medicines and his supper.
Dean is lying in the hospital bed, in the boring hospital room.
The room with the white walls and the grey floor. The metal bed with the blue sheets.
And the most annoying thing, the beeping, noise making heart monitor!
Dean cannot fall asleep in this room, he can't even hear his own thoughts.
He only hears the sound of the heart monitor.
Dean looks at the clock on the wall. It's almost six PM, Castiel should be here any moment.
Just when the hand of the clock jumps on three minutes past six, Castiel walks in.
"Hi, Castiel," Dean says while he looks at the food on the tray in Castiel's hands.
"Hello, Dean."
Castiel puts the food in front of Dean.
"You eat that, I'll get you your new meds."
Castiel walks away again.
Is he in hurry? Dean asks himself while he puts a bit of the food in his mouth.
That evening, Castiel isn't very social.
He just waits until Dean is done eating his supper and gives him his medicines.
Castiel is not angry at Dean, he just wants to go home.
Castiel wants it to be tomorrow, he doesn't have to lie to Dean about the breathing, sickness and dizziness.
So when Dean is ready with everything, Castiel says him "goodnight, see you tomorrow" and after that he goes home.