Chapter Eighteen: I'd Go Black and Blue
Cas didn't know what to say when he heard Dean say that his girlfriend had had a miscarriage. Cas was a gold star gay, he'd never dated any girl before. He also didn't even begin to know what the pain of that would feel like. He almost forgot about the Hamburger Helper. If it weren't for Dean's hands gesturing towards it he would have. He stirred the meat with the spatula and turned down the heat. Cas brushed his hand through his black hair. He didn't know what to say. Mostly because he didn't know the first thing about how Dean must have felt. Cas looked into those green eyes, which had filled with tears. Cas brushed his hand across Dean's arm. "I'm so sorry, Dean. I don't… I don't even know what to say. I've… I've never been through something like that before."
It was hard for him to find the right words. Cas didn't know how Dean had made it through that. "I'm… what can I do? I'm… I'm glad that you told me. I wish I could do something for you. I know that you have to be feeling the worst you've ever felt." Cas honestly was as flustered as he'd ever been, it was so hard to know what to do in situations like this. He loved Dean so much. He hated that Dean had gone through that, if he could wave a wand and take the pain away, he would. He leaned out and brushed some tears off Dean's face. "I love you. I love you so much. You… I am glad that you told me. That you trusted me enough to let me into your pain." Cas was amazed that they were still learning things about each other. Cas wanted to know everything about Dean. He wanted to know everything that Dean wanted to tell him. Cas watched Dean's eyes brush with more tears.
"You don't have to tell me anything more about it if you don't want to. I just… what made you bring it up?"
That was a hard question for Dean to answer. He didn't know that he could tell Cas why, because other than being reminded of how hard it had been because of his pain over losing Bobby, he wasn't sure that he knew why he had spoken up about it. Dean lifted a shoulder in a shrug. "I don't know. I mean, other than feeling sad about losing Bobby." Dean knew there were never going to be enough words to express how he felt about that. He brushed his hand through his brown hair and wondered what he was going to tell Cas what he could do to help him. "I don't know what you can do. I just…. I didn't want to keep it a secret anymore. Cas, I love you, and I want you to know everything." He stepped closer, and burrowed his head in Cas' neck. His husband's arms slid around his waist.
"I was… I never told my dad…. Or Sammy… but my girlfriend, Annalisa… she committed suicide after we lost the baby. And Dad never said so out loud, but I know that he didn't think she even wanted to be a mom. He was always looking at her when she mentioned baby things with this look of disbelief." Dean hadn't believed for a second that she didn't want the baby. Not when that had happened. She'd left town, and he'd heard about it from a friend. Dean hadn't been able to take that, it had hurt just as much as losing the baby. "But Cas….. she loved that baby. She wanted to have it more than anything."
Cas stroked Dean's back. "I believe you, baby. I'm so sorry that you had to go through that." Cas said, wishing that he could do more for his husband than just be there for him. There was nothing he could do to take that pain away. "I honestly don't know what I can do to help you. Other than just listen when you need to talk. You know that I am always willing to do that. I love you so much. You know that I will never leave you." He didn't bring it up that Dean had done that, he didn't want to upset him and he'd forgiven him. "I will do whatever you need me to do, baby."
It was such unimaginable pain to Cas. He couldn't even guess what he would do in that situation. Cas was barely able to handle what he'd been dealt in his life. Cas pressed a kiss to Dean's cheek. "I need to finish dinner, are you okay?" He asked, stroking Dean's back more. When Dean nodded that he was okay, Cas kissed him softly and then pulled back to finish the Hamburger Helper. Cas didn't know how Dean was even standing after all he'd been through. Cas knew that if it had been him, he would have wanted to kill himself. "Baby, I just…. I need to tell you. You are the most strong man I've ever met. I don't know how you're even still standing." His eyes brushed with tears, he knew that that had been a reality.
Dean leaned to kiss him, softly but passionately. "I promise, I'm never going to leave you again. Ever. We are going to grow old together and die together, asleep in our bed." Dean old him, brushing his fingers through Cas' black hair. He loved to touch him in any way he could. Dean moved to get some plates out to set the table. Dean couldn't imagine his life without Cas. As much as losing the baby and Annalisa had hurt, Dean honestly believed that it had all been leading him to Cas. Dean hadn't ever believed in fate before, but he believed that he and Cas were meant to be together.
After dinner, Claire was sitting with Dean in the living room. Cas was putting Frankie to bed, she'd insisted that she wanted him to do it and read her Cinderella. Claire was wanting to tell Dean about asking Julie to the dance. She cleared her throat, he was looking for something to watch on the DVR. Claire waited until her father had turned to look at her. "Dad… I asked Julie to go to the dance with me… and she said yes." She couldn't believe that Julie had said yes, and that they'd kissed. She couldn't imagine what the other girl saw in her. Claire blushed deeply. "I kissed her, Dad. It was... it was so hot." She knew she could talk to Dean about things like that and not Cas. He always seemed to get a little uncomfortable.
Dean's eyes rose to his hairline. "Really? Did you kiss her or did she kiss you? Or did it just happen?" Dean did feel like an overprotective father, but he also knew that at least she wasn't going to get pregnant. Dean was of the mind that that was the thing to be glad about. Plus, he thought that Julie was a great girl. She'd always been so good to Claire, since she'd started going to school with her. And she'd always been very respectful to him and Cas. That went a long way with him, especially these days when people were so rude. If he'd done some of the stuff these kids were trying nowadays John would have kicked his ass.
"I'm really proud of you for trying something new, Claire. I'm also proud of you for working to get over your crush on Charlie. Not that I blame you for having one, she's an amazing girl." Dean reached out and tousled her blonde hair. "You did the right thing, babygirl."
Claire felt a swell in her heart when Dean called her that. She didn't know what would make her feel better. She loved that Dean used endearments with her. It made her feel even more like she was his daughter. "Thanks, Dad. I.. we kind of just kissed each other. I don't… I can't believe she agreed to go to the Sadie Hawkins dance with me. I'm… I really feel like this good be a real thing. Like, she could be my girlfriend. I've never even really kissed a girl before. It was… I'm definitely a lesbian." She said, tucking some of her blonde hair behind her ear. Before she could say anything more, Cas came back down, wearing his Columbia shorts and tee shirt.
"Daddy, I was just telling Dad that Julie agreed to go with me to the Sadie Hawkins dance." She said, as Cas moved to sit with Dean, watching them cuddle up. Normally that would make a child grossed out, but Claire loved seeing her parents act like a married couple. She tucked her legs underneath her and reached for her soda. She took a sip. She knew not to tell Cas that she'd kissed Julie, he'd kind of freak out. He wouldn't be cool with it like Dean was.
Cas, who was cuddled into Dean's side, his head laying on Dean's shoulder, grinned. "That's great, Claire! Oh my God, your first date! I can't believe it! We have to go shopping. I want to get you the most gorgeous dress." He couldn't believe that their daughter had her first date. Cas was so happy for her. It was hard to be a LGBTQ individual at times, especially in Texas. But he was so glad that she seemed to be having new experiences. He wanted her to have good things, he knew that he wanted to be a supportive father. "Oh my God, it was today, wasn't it?" He asked, his tone excited. He grinned even more when Claire gave him a shy nod.
"I'm so proud of you for taking the chance! Oh, I want pictures, and I want to make sure you have the best time you ever had! It's your first date with a girl! Oh this is going to be so great!" Cas was so glad that she'd told them about it. He was a bit nervous that it would go badly, but he was hoping that it would go amazingly well. He liked Julie, she was a nice and polite girl. She'd already started to think of their place as a second home, and Cas loved that. He love having a family. He was even thinking about asking Dean if he wanted to have more kids. Not right then, of course, but he wanted to know what he thought of the idea.
Dean chuckled. "Baby, calm down. It's not for a week or so. You have plenty of time to go shopping. I hate to tell you though I don't see our babygirl in a fancy dress." He said, looking at Claire for confirmation, who nodded. She was more of a pants or slacks girl. She wasn't butch by any means, but she wasn't a wearing skirts or dresses kind of girl. "I see her more in a suit, am I right, Claire?" He asked, not surprised when she grinned and nodded her assent. "You can put your other daughter in fancy dresses, she loves those."
He smiled when Cas pouted a bit. "God, baby, you're so adorable." He said, chuckling more. "I promise, you can have free reign with Frankie's clothes. You know more about it than I do." He said, full out laughing as Cas perked up, and he leaned to kiss him softly. Dean loved Cas so much, and it was just reinforced every day. Dean stroked Cas' side. "You will just have to accept Claire wearing a suit." He winked at their daughter, he was so proud of her he could burst.
Before Dean could say anything more, his cell phone rang. It was flashing Sam's number. He reached to answer it. "What's up, Sammy?"
Sam let out a deep breath. He wasn't looking forward to telling Dean what he had to tell him. Sam's voice was shaking as he spoke. "Dean….. I have some…. Something happened." He didn't… this wasn't fair. "Dad…. there was…. He's been arrested." The whole story came out, that John had been investigating Bobby's death, and it had been proven to him that he was wrong about the gang killing Bobby. It had been Balthazar, just like Dean had thought it was. "Dad was… there was a shootout. Balthazar… he's dead. But there was a witness who swore that Dad killed him in cold blood instead of self defense." Sam wasn't sure how they were going to prove it. It didn't matter where the bullet had hit him, it wasn't going to be definitive in proof this time.
"He's not going to arraignment till tomorrow, and I'm hoping that due to the fact he's been a cop in good standing for such a long time, that they'll go easy on him with bail. Maybe he'll be released on his own recognizance. I don't… Dad said he found some stuff out about Balthazar, but he wasn't able to tell me, because there was a cop listening. He used his one phone call to call me because he didn't want to upset you if he didn't have to."
That didn't even sound real to Dean. His eyes brushed with tears, and his daughter and Cas instantly looked at him with concern. "Dad… he wasn't hurt?" He asked, and Sam told him that he hadn't been, not really. A few punches had landed before guns came out. Dean knew that John could handle that. He ran his free hand through his brown hair. "I don't.. We'll take care of bail if he's able to get it. But I'm not going to lie and say that I'm not happy about Balthazar being gone. Because I am. He killed Bobby, and Dad might go away for a long time if we can't prove that this wasn't intended." Dean honestly couldn't believe that a cop with his dad's reputation was being charged with something like this. He wondered what it was that John had found out about Balthazar. "I'm… has anyone gone to see Ellen? I don't…. I know how tough she is, and she's going to refuse if I call first, but I really won't be able to sleep if I don't check up on her."
Dean didn't know how this could happen. The silver lining was that even if Balthazar wasn't going to be charged with Bobby's death, at least he was gone. He couldn't hurt their family anymore. Dean took a shaky breath. He was already standing, using Cas' shoulder to stand all the way up. His family stood as well, Cas' arm sliding around Dean's waist. Dean automatically leaned into him, taking another deep breath. "I'll go to the arraignment tomorrow, and if he has bail I'll take care of it. He did his best to take care of us his whole life, I won't let him sit in a jail cell if I can help it."
They spoke a bit more, it was agreed that Dean would go and check on Ellen, and then they hung up. Dean was shaking he was so mad. But Sam had made sure to tell him it was going to be okay. He was a lot more positive about this kind of thing than Dean was. He told Cas and Claire what had happened, and Cas' eyes also filled with tears. He hugged Dean tightly, whispering assurances that John would be proven innocent. Dean sniffled and buried his head in his husband's neck. "I'm going to go check on Ellen. Maybe stay with her if she'll let me. Or see if she'll want to come here."
"Dean, baby… Dad's going to be okay. We'll fight this. Anyone who knows him knows he wouldn't do this on purpose." Cas kissed him softly and brushed some of Dean's tears off his cheek. "I know how stubborn Ellen is, do you want me to come with you? Claire can be here for Frankie." Cas was worried about Dean driving when he was so upset. He didn't want to say that in front of Claire. "Claire, sweetheart, let me talk to your dad alone, okay?" He asked, and he could tell she didn't want to, but she left the room. As soon as she was gone, Cas noticed that Dean let his tears flow more freely. Cas pressed another soft kiss to his lips.
It was the scariest thing they'd been through since Bobby. John was the patriarch, and everyone leaned on him in some way. Cas knew that he couldn't stand the thought of John in prison. Especially when he was innocent of what he had been accused of. Cas was sure of that, even if a part of John had been glad that Balthazar had gotten what he'd deserved. Cas knew that there had to be because he was glad that the man had paid for what he'd done. Cas knew that Dean was too, he hadn't had to hear his husband confirm it. "Dean, baby, I am worried about you driving while you're this upset. I almost lost you once, I can't do it again." That time when Dean was in the hospital had been the hardest thing he'd been through since he'd lost his parents.
The fact that Cas was so concerned, would have bothered him if it didn't have some validity. Dean probably shouldn't be driving when he was this upset. "I promise, you'll never lose me, okay?" He asked, stroking Cas' arm. He fought back a sob. He knew that Cas had technically lost him before, he knew that he'd died on the operating table and they'd had to bring him back. Dean didn't like to think about it, even if they had managed to change the DNR papers before the surgery had taken place. Before Dean met Cas and had children, he wouldn't have been afraid to go. When he'd signed those papers he'd been young and was still reeling from the miscarriage and death of Annalisa. He had also not planned on living past the age of 21.
He took a deep breath. "I understand you being upset though. I know that I probably shouldn't be driving right now." Dean assented, even if he didn't like it. His hands were shaking and Cas reached to take hold of them, lacing his fingers tightly with his. Dean held them tightly. Dean knew that with him shaking like that he really couldn't drive. He took a deep breath. "You should probably drive." He shook some more with anger. "I'm going to go and throw some clothes on. If we call first Ellen will insist she's fine. I know that she's not."
Cas watched him walk upstairs, and he wondered if he was right, and they were really going to get through this.
About twenty minutes later, they were at Ellen's and John's. Cas pulled up, they'd taken Dean's car. Dean was out of the car as soon as it stopped, he'd made sure to grab some ice cream they'd just bought out of the freezer. Dean pulled out his key and unlocked the door. Surprise was the best way to do things with Ellen. He called out as he got inside. "Ellen! It's Dean and Cas!" He wasn't surprised that Cas was taking his good old time walking up the walk. Dean heard noises in the kitchen and moved to find her. She was loading up the dishwasher, it had taken her a lot to use a dishwasher, Ellen was incredibly old school. But as Dean was himself he wasn't at all surprised. He set the ice cream on the counter.
"Ir's mint chocolate chip, because that's Cas' favorite." He told her, already gearing up to hear a lecture about how she was fine and they didn't have to come over. Cas finally reached them, giving Dean hell for leaving the door open. Dean folded his arms and looked at her. "Give it to me, Ellen. Yell all you want, but Dad's in jail, your future husband, and I couldn't sleep if I didn't know that you were okay. You're going to be my mom. Just let me take care of you." He said, giving her a stern look.
To what she was sure was Dean's surprise, Ellen's eyes brushed with tears. "I'm…. how do you think I am? John's up for murder. And he's innocent of doing it in cold blood. He had to fight back, that awful man was trying to kill him." Ellen's eyes brushed with more tears, she couldn't stop them. "And my daughter finally told me why her fiance beat the fuck out of Balthazar. I… I wanted.. I'm so glad that he's gone. I don't… and I don't feel bad about that. He deserved it for what he did to Bobby and what he tried to do to my daughter." She didn't usually let the kids see her this upset.
She didn't stop Cas from getting out some spoons and bowls for the ice cream. She closed the dishwasher and let Dean make her sit down at the table. "I don't…. For the first time in my life, I think I've finally got something that I can't handle." She saw the look on Dean's face, he looked incredibly crestfallen, and his chin was actually wobbling. She reached out to grab his hand. "No, Dean. I'm not going to leave your father. If I left him now I wouldn't really love him, would I? He needs me and I'm going to be there for him." Ellen didn't believe that Dean could think that. But she supposed on second thought that with all the upset he'd had over his life, she could believe it.
Dean squeezed her fingers. "Ellen, I promise, we're going to get through this. If our family is anything, it's resilient. We will find some way to get Dad out of trouble." Cas came to the table, putting bowls of ice cream down in front of them. Dean didn't know what they were going to do to make that happen, but he knew that he was going to do whatever it was he could. Dean took a bite of his ice cream before he said anything else. "Ellen, you're either going to let us stay here tonight or come with us to our place. Don't argue with me. Just let me protect you. I know you don't need it. That's not the point." He told her, his tone still firm. He was the only one who was allowed to get forceful with her like that.
It was hard for her to articulate what she wanted to say. She understood that Dean was just trying to do what was right. That's usually what he was trying to do, and it really made her proud of him. She knew that he thought he wasn't a good person, and she hated that he thought that. He was one of the best men that she'd ever known. "I will let you stay, if that's what you need to do." Ellen allowed, wondering why they had to be the ones who were going through this. A small part of her wished that it had worked out with Bobby all those years ago. She also wished that John knew, even though she understood that it was best that he didn't know. She didn't want to ruin his memory of Bobby if she didn't have to.
Cas brushed his hand through his hair. "Ellen, I know this is hard. But we'll solve this. John didn't do it with premeditation, and we'll find some way to prove it." Cas honestly didn't blame her for wanting to give up. He had wanted to give up at certain points during the time Dean was ill. He hadn't of course, but it had been so hard and it had killed him to see Dean so ill. And they still had to worry about the custody case. John getting arrested for murder wasn't going to help with that, even if he was innocent and most of Dallas was going to believe that. Cas reached out and brushed some of the tears off Dean's face.
"Baby, it's going to be okay."
They were silent for the next ten minutes or so, and then Dean made sure Ellen went upstairs to relax, while Cas put the bowls in the dishwasher. Then he went up to the guest room to make sure there were sheets on the bed and things like that. When he reached the bedroom, his phone rang. Cas pulled it out of his pocket, and was surprised to see that it was his brother Michael. They hadn't spoken in a long time. He answered it though, just hoping that it wasn't bad news. He wasn't sure that right now was the time that he could hear it. "Hello Michael.." He said with a sigh as he answered. "What is it that you want?"
Michael Novak was older than Cas, and of the two of Cas' brothers, he was more accepting of Cas being gay. Michael took a deep breath before he spoke. "Cassie, I need to tell you something." He didn't know how this was going to go, and he wasn't sure that he was doing the right thing, but he had to get it off his chest. "I'm…. I'm bisexual, and I have a boyfriend. I want to bring him to meet you and your husband." Michael had been surprised when he'd heard that Cas had gotten married, just because Cas usually didn't do things like commit that hard with people who were actually good for him. Michael kept in touch with Claire, but that wasn't a widely known thing.
That halted the work Cas was doing to get out some extra blankets, although he wasn't sure that they'd really need them. It was starting to get a bit warmer. "You're what?" Cas asked, and Michael slowly repeated it. "Mikey…. How could you do this to me? I mean, the fact that you went along with Gabriel when he was refusing to talk to me. You only ever spoke to me when he wasn't around. I don't…. How could you?" Cas asked, his voice breaking. "Don't get me wrong, I am happy that you're owning who you are. But this is something that you were born with, and you knew the whole time that you were bisexual. You too like men and you never accepted me outright for what I am."
It was hurting more than he thought it would. Cas couldn't believe this. "Michael, first of all, it's nearly ten o'clock at night. I just got some horrible news about an hour ago, and it's affecting my entire family. Because you aren't my family anymore and haven't been for a long time. I don't want you in my life. Not after you put me what you put me through when you were in the closet." Cas didn't know how Michael could be so cruel. He was fighting back tears. "I can't…. I can't believe that you did this!" His voice rose a bit, and he knew that Dean might have been able to hear him.
Michael understood why Cas was so upset. "I understand, Cas. I understand why you're so upset. There's… there's also something else I need to ask you. And remember that this isn't really for me, it's for someone else who is completely innocent." Michael waited until Cas had given his assent for him to tell him what he needed. "So…. I have a son. He's a few weeks old. But my boyfriend doesn't want kids, and I really love him, so I was hoping that you would agree to raise him. His name is James."
What? Michael wanted to give him his child? Cas was so angry. He also couldn't agree to something like that without asking Dean. Speaking of his husband, he was walking in the room, carrying two beers. He set them on the bedside table. Cas gestured towards the closet, there was probably something in there they could sleep in. Cas was working to keep his voice down as he replied to his brother. "Michael, first of all, I think it is abhorrent that you're giving up your child for your boyfriend, and two, I can't agree to something like that without discussing it with my husband. So I'll have to get back to you on the custody matter of your child." This last bit was said with a bark, and he hung up, throwing his phone gently on the bed.
"What was that about, babe?" Dean asked, putting some old sweats of John's on the bed for them to change into. "Ellen's already in bed watching television, and I made sure she took one of her anti anxiety pills." He told him, before stripping down to his birthday suit, as he wasn't wearing underwear, and put on a pair of sweatpants but no shirt. Dean didn't know that he liked the end of that conversation. His mouth dropped open as Cas told him what his brother had asked him to do. Dean wasn't sure that he could say no to having another kid, because honestly he'd been thinking about it. This was kind of like one was just dropping into their laps. But he also wanted to make sure that Michael wasn't going to change his mind later and try to take the child away.
Cas sighed as he moved to put his arms around Dean's waist. "I don't… I don't expect you to want to do this, Dean. I'm not going to lie, I want to take the poor child. Michael probably shouldn't be allowed to raise children, he's…. Way more twisted than Gabriel is." He didn't know how this had happened, that Michael was bisexual and he wanted to give him a child. Cas buried his head in Dean's bare shoulder. "I just… I can't believe that Michael was bisexual this whole time, and that he wants to give me his son." Cas didn't know why things like this kept happening. "I don't.. Do you want to do this? I mean, I know I've been thinking about asking you if you were into the idea of having more kids. So…. do you want to take James in?"
That was the question. He didn't know how he could say no. "It's not that I don't, but I want to know that Michael isn't going to change his mind and come to take the baby away." Dean said. He brushed his hands across Cas' back. "If we're given the baby free and clear, as in he signs his parental rights to us, then okay. Let's have another kid." Dean knew that Cas would be glad about that. "I love you, and I love our kids. We were meant to be together, Cas. I don't know why. But I know that I wouldn't change a thing that happened since I met you."
This is when Cas lifted his head so he could look into Dean's green eyes. "I love you too, Dean Winchester." He said, and kissed him, deeply. He pressed against him, his cock brushing up against Dean's. "Make love to me, Dean." He whispered against his lips. Cas pushed him onto the bed, straddling him, kissing Dean deeply. Dean's arms went around his neck, and Cas reached into Dean's sweatpants and took Dean's half hard cock in his hand. He began to stroke him, and then he moved off him to take off his clothes, tossing them to the floor. He grinned when he saw that Dean had taken off the sweatpants, and his cock was standing at attention. Parting Dean's legs, Cas settled in between them, and took Dean's cock in his mouth, deep throating him. He was blessed with the gift of no gag reflex.
When his husband's mouth was on his cock, Dean's hips arched up and his hand went into Cas' hair. His fingers tightened and he pulled it a bit, his breath shallow already. He gasped and arched his hips harder, as Cas' left hand cupped Dean's balls as he sucked. Before Dean could come, which was going to happen very soon, Cas licked a couple of his fingers and slid them into Dean's hole, Dean crying out Cas' name. Cas worked them inside him, until he was sure that Dean was ready for him, and then parted Dean's legs and slipped his long hard cock inside him. As he slid all the way inside, Dean gasped out and tugged Cas' face down so he could kiss him. Cas kissed back, his hips moving at a steady pace. He couldn't stop even if he wanted to. Cas' mouth moved over Dean's neck, sucking lightly. He wanted to mark him so everyone knew that Dean was his.
Dean came then, spurting all over his and Cas' abs. "FUCK, CAS." He cried, really hoping that Ellen couldn't hear them from her bedroom. Dean's fingers scratched Cas' back, and Cas was coming as well, gripping Dean's hips. Dean gasped and fell back against the bed, trying to catch his breath. He squeezed around Cas' cock once more and then his husband moved out and lay next to him on the bed. Dean immediately cuddled up to him, wrapping an arm around Cas' waist. "I love you. Best sex of my life." He told him, his voice barely above a whisper. He didn't know how he could ever live without Cas. He stroked Cas' side, just loving the feel of his bare skin.
"We're going to be dads again, Cas." Dean said, his head laid on Cas' chest. Cas had put his arm around Dean's back. His fingers were stroking Dean's hip. Dean turned so he could press a kiss to Cas' chest. "I can't imagine being happier with anyone else. You are the best thing to ever happen to me. I am so glad that we met." Dean didn't know how it had taken so long to happen, with them both knowing the same people. But he knew that they couldn't dwell on that. They had to be happy with what they had.
"I love you more than life itself." Cas told him. He loved that they felt so free telling each other that. Neither of them ever hesitated. Cas was also glad that they could finally have sex. Cas hadn't ever had better sex either. He was of the mind it was because he'd never loved anyone like he loved Dean. "His name is James." Cas said, pressing a kiss to the top of Dean's head. He didn't know why Michael was being such an ass and wanting to give up his son, but Cas also knew that he couldn't let someone who shared his blood go into the foster system. Not when they were plenty capable of taking him in. "I am so glad you're on the same page about the baby." Cas told him, still stroking Dean's side.
Lifting his head so he could look into Cas' eyes, Dean said, "Cas, that baby has your blood. And I know that there was no way that you could let a child who was related to you go into the foster care system. I don't… I don't know how Michael can be that way, that he doesn't want his own child… and all for some man that he's not even married to, but I love being a dad with you. You are the love of my life and I can't deny you anything. So if you want this baby, then I do too." Dean told him, and kissed him then, his toes curling into the bedspread.
That was when they fell asleep, hoping that things would be better in the morning.
The following afternoon, Dean was arriving at the courthouse to see if he was going to be able to get his dad out of jail on bail. Dean was running late, he'd had to drop Frankie off at her little friend's, Cas was doing some work on his novel and Dean didn't want him to be disturbed. Not to mention that Frankie would take any chance she had to play with other kids her own age. The courtroom was full, and they were just getting John up to the table so he could be arraigned. Dean found Sam there already, and moved to sit with him. He leaned to whisper in Sam's ear. "What do you think is about to happen?" He asked, he'd made sure to bring the checkbook. There was one good thing that was coming out of Bobby being gone, they would have the money to pay John's bail if he was assigned some.
Sam shrugged one shoulder. "I don't know, but it's taken forever to get to him." He fell silent as the judge asked their father what plea he was going to enter, and John told him that he was pleading not guilty. It took a handful of minutes, but the judge knew John well and let him go on his own recognizance. Sam let out a sigh of relief. It was most likely because John wasn't a flight risk and he was a well known cop in town. Sam moved to stand as they uncuffed John and he moved over to them. They went outside in the hall so as not to disturb the court. Sam met his father's green eyes. "Dad, that was a really good sign. Maybe the judge believes that you're innocent."
While he knew that Sam was right, John still didn't like this. "I really need to talk to you boys, but I don't want to do it here. Too many people could overhear. We should go to my place, I want to make sure that Ellen knows as well." John was wondering if there really was a way out of this. He wasn't sure that there was, and that was what was worrying him. He moved with his boys down the hall, wondering if this was karma or something, not that he would know what it was for. There was so much about this that wasn't right. Now he just had to prove it.
If I could fly I'd be coming right back home to you
I think I might give up everything, just ask me to
Pay attention I hope that you listen
Cause I let my guard down
Right now I'm completely defenseless
For your eyes only, I show you my heart
For when you're lonely and forget who you are
I'm missing half of me when we're apart
Now you know me, for your eyes only
For your eyes only
I've got scars, although they can't always be seen
And pain gets hard, but now you're here and I don't feel a thing
Pay attention I hope that you listen
Cause I let my guard down
Right now I'm completely defenseless
I can feel your heart inside of mine
(I feel it, I feel it)
I've been going out of my mind
(I feel it, I feel it)
Know that I'm just wasting time
And I hope that you don't run from me
Author's note: Sorry it's been awhile. I got some more Destiel feels, so I am in a Destiel mood. Not that I'm not ever OUT of a Destiel mood. I started reading this great Destiel fic, probably as a result of the first episode of 13. I am not sure what's going to happen next, but I hope ya'll liked the update. I will try to update asap.