sorry for the update delay but as this is the longest chapter of this story to date i hope that you find it in your heart to forgive me ;P xxx
forgive any grammar or speeling mistakes, i do try, promise :') x
The previous night they spent with their attention away from research and on the bottle, proved more costly than Dean thought. Sam seemed set to spend the day munching potato sticks, drinking mountain dew and flicking through the same book over and over. The letters were dancing around the page as he tried to read, the room still not completely still, points for effort though Dean thought. Bobby on the other hand didn't surface at all, having spent the day drinking yesterday and only drank more in the evening, Dean couldn't blame him for staying in bed; he was hanging badly.
So being bored as hell and determined to take the angel up on his promise of hanging around more, not that Cas would ever learn the truth behind his motives. That Cas is his strength, his hope and faith in this fight, in life, in himself and if he has any chance of saving the world, he would do it with Cas by his side or not at all, he knew this for so long, it hurt to think of a time without him and didn't want that in the future.
All this of course he had never spoken and Dean was certain would never pass his lips, the hunter even tried not to think of it directly just in case Cas was reading his mind, yes he was paranoid by he couldn't risk the angel finding out and everything being ruined.
So after establishing a day of monging for Sam and Bobby the elder Winchester thought why the hell not and took it upon himself to introduce Cas to the world of cinema, besides the new zombie film out looked awesome, if rather inaccurate it was sure to entertain.
"Cas," Dean started as he walked into the study where he had left Cas and Sam to get some more paracetamol, secretly sighing in relief to see that the angel was still there, "Come with me." both Sam and Cas looked up, Sam a tiny bit disappointed his brother wasn't addressing him, but not completely as it meant he didn't have to move.
"Why?" Cas asked in his usual low tone, Dean fought the urge to roll his eyes; Cas wasn't going to make this easy.
"We're going out." The hunter silently begged that would be enough for the angel, really not wanted to tell him he taking him to the movies with his younger brother in the room, that would not to down well, for Dean. It would give Sam ammo to be mocked until they die. Thankfully Cas nodded and stood up and clapped Sam on the shoulder as he past him, who groaned and shot Cas evils for the sudden movement, Dean couldn't help up chuckle slightly. "You alright there Sammy? Should I bring back some nice fried bread, some lovely runny egg with some greasy bacon?"
"I hate you." Sam moaned as he rested his head on the desk.
"I know, I know, see you in a bit." Sam waved half heartedly without removing his head until he heard the door shut.
The hunter and his angel walked in silence to the impala, got in and drove again in silence; Cas didn't seem to like this change very much and turned on the radio. Of course not being accustomed to the buttons, the volume ended up on maximum as some crappy poppy music bleared out. Dean instantly brought the car to a halt to stop it.
"Sorry." Cas mumbled.
"It's okay Cas. Didn't know you were a fan of," Dean bit his tongue and stopped himself insulting what he thought was the angels taste in music, even though it did suck. "-this sort of music."
"I'm not. I didn't know what the buttons did. I like, your music Dean." Cas mumbled looking at his lap feeling a little stupid. Dean smiled and reached over, Cas' heart leapt he thought for a second Dean was going to take his hand but instead reached for the radio and put on his music.
"Finally." He muttered as he pulled out and kept driving. Finally he could drive with someone with taste in music. They continued their drive in comfortable silence with metallica playing in the background, Cas didn't know where they were going but he seemed to forget to care. He was alone with Dean that's all that mattered; he trusted that Dean wouldn't do anything stupid or dangerous, today. But where they were going still remained a mystery.
"Here we are." Dean told Cas as the impala pulled up outside a large building with writing around it and advertisements around the walls.
"What is this place Dean?" Cas asked as he examined the building before turning to Dean.
"This is called a cinema Cas; we're going to see a film." Dean told him, leaving no room for argument. Cas got out the car and watched as Dean walked towards the cinema. Dean turned when he got to the door Cas was still by the car. The hunter rolled his eyes and walked back towards him, expecting some sort of explanation, though all he got was.
"Why?" Cas seemed genially confused which both annoyed and amused the hunter.
"Why not?" Cas made his was around the impala to stand next to Dean by the curb.
"Dean I don't understand, why have you brought me here?" he spoke in an almost hushed whisper, as if Dean was about to go all gun happy against an evil movie theatre, Dean smiled a little but managed to hide it, Cas was always on the job he needed to relax.
"Jeez Cas, it's just a film, Sam and Bobby are no good to anyone today so I thought why not, so you coming?" Dean was just about to turn when he saw Cas fidget from one foot to the other, looking at the ground with what seemed to be a small pink flush to his cheeks. Cas rubbed the back of his neck with one hand as he shifted again from on foot to another, emotions kept creeping up on him, he was now experiencing the relatively new emotion of embarrassment. "What?" Dean asked a little wary after eyeing his strange behaviour.
"I mailed Jimmy wallet back to his family, I don't have any money." If Cas didn't looked to flushed and uneasy and well adorable by being so, Dean would have laughed. Instead he put an arm around the angel shoulder guiding him towards the doors.
"Don't worry, it's on me." Cas relaxed a little but as he looked up to the hunter his face was still worried and creased.
"Your credit card is stolen it's not on you, I will not accept stolen money Dean, I am still an angel."
"Okay angel boy, to make you happy I'll pay with cash okay?" Cas smiled slightly and nodded as Dean opened the door and pointed to the room inside. "Now hurry your ass up before we miss it."
Dean brought two tickets and took Cas to the snack stand, the angel had no idea what was going on but followed the hunter as they approached and part of the cinema that seemed to be pumping sweet sticky warm sugary scents throughout the room, it wasn't completely unpleasant.
"Can I help?" a tall slightly lanky teenager asked from behind the counter.
"Erm yes. Two sodas and popcorn," Dean turned to find Cas standing way to close, Dean only took a small step back, but kept the relatively close distance between them "Cas what popcorn do you want, salt or sweet?" Cas simply shrugged. "Pick one." It didn't help matters that Cas was watching Dean's mouth as they spoke.
"I don't know, you choose."
"I like both, so it's your choice." Cas then moved in to Dean and whispered slightly embarrassed again.
"I don't know Dean; I have never tasted either before."
"Okay then." Dean said as he moved away from Cas and looked back to the guy serving them, a little red himself it dawned on Dean how close they must have been and how that must have given the wrong impression, strange Dean didn't really care. "Erm, hey can my friend, yeah have one piece of both sweet and salt before he makes a decision he's never had popcorn before."
"Seriously, never." The boy looked to Cas who seemed uneasy and didn't like the guys attention, the workers gaze then fell back to Dean, whose polite smile faded to a death glare for making Cas even more embarrassed "Okay, okay." The boy hurried of and came back soon after holding a single piece in each hand. "This is salt" the boy gestured "and this sweet." He did it again and then looked to Cas and waited.
"Cas, go on try it."
"I don't want too."
"For Christ sakes Cas-" Dean caught the glare Dean got for blaspheming "Sorry but will you just pick one the film is about to start any moment." Cas took a few steps forward and looked to both them pointed to the piece on the left.
"That one has the most pleasing aroma coming from it."
"Great, we'll have a large sweet then please." The boy nodded and turned to fill out the order, he was shocked , probably one of the weirdest orders he's had in a while, as he took the piece in his hand to the bin he raised them to his nose, they smelt yeah but not a lot. That guy was weird, they both were. The boy soon returned and Dean paid, making Cas smile warmly at the nice treatment his friend was showing him.
They handed in their tickets and walked the ill lit corridor in silence, looking for the correct scene. Dean carried the drinks and Cas the popcorn, it was rather tasty and he had already started to munch on it.
"You're hard work you know that." Dean jokingly told him as they found the screen.
"Sorry." Cas answered as he opened screen door 7 open for them.
"Its fine, but you better pray there are good seats left…not, literally Cas. Come on." Dean hurried into the theatre and found a row near the back that had no one sitting there so sat down and waited for Cas to follow.
They sat down just in time for the film to begin, Dean was right, inaccurate to the point of him whispering to Cas what he would do in that situation and why the character are thick as shit and are trying to die whilst Cas ate his popcorn quietly and watched. Loving the surround sound booming and the large screen playing the film it was quiet an experience. He listen when Dean started talking, he agreed with the hunters points but didn't see why it mattered. He was expecting inaccuracies as it didn't state it was a documentary it had to be fiction, therefore a dramatic edge was spun to it, but he let Dean continue to talk, for which Dean was grateful he was never one to sit in silence in the cinema. At least Cas didn't do a Sam and tell him to shut up or move away from him entirely.
When the movie was over and the lights came up Cas was left with a nagging feeling in his stomach, then in looked down and realised why, he had eaten all the popcorn himself, including his drink and some of Dean's. The hunter saw Cas examining the empty box.
"Quite the little eater when you get going aren't you."
"Sorry. You should have taken some."
"Will you stop apologising Cas, and err no I couldn't I don't really like popcorn, I brought it for you." There was an awkward silence were both man blushing slightly as they shuffled out of the row of chairs and down the steps, Dean walked in front so didn't see the smile that was plastered over Cas' face.
When they got to the door, Dean reached out and took the popcorn box from Cas, and threw it in the bin for him, trying to ignore the tingles he got from the two second contact of their hands.
The two walked out into the lobby, for a moment Dean thought he knew a young woman they walked past, she was with what must have been her boyfriend, her face seemed so familiar, he just couldn't quite place it so instead he shrugged it of and walked out in other cool fresh air.
"Thank you Dean. I had a very pleasant time."
"Me too." Dean told him as he fumbled in his pockets to get the keys.
Before even Cas could react Dean received a hard shove from behind and he collided with the impala. He turned fast and came face to face with the woman and man they had walked past a few moments ago. The ginger slightly chubby man was standing directly in front of him.
"That's them babe, their the fags."
"What?" both hunter and angel asked at once.
"Wait a second you're the waitress that served me the other day." Dean told himself, her face just clicking.
"That's right and I saw your disgusting behaviour as you came into the lot." The woman spat.
"What are you talking about?" Dean was genuinely confused, was this girl crazy or something.
"Dean I think she's talking about your reckless driving as you pulled into the car park." Cas lent over and answered the only logical thing he could think of. The waitress went red in anger thinking the smaller man was trying to be clever.
"Shut it you fairy I'm talking about you blowing him!"
"What?" Cas asked this was absurd, in dreams yeah sure all the time but not when they were awake, not that that part was up to Cas of course.
"In your dreams love." Dean snorted, this whole situation was laughable. The man didn't see the humour.
"You wanna watch your mouth, that's my bird." The man told Dean and gestured to her using his thumb.
"My condolences." Cas told the man completely straight faced and serious, Dean couldn't help but laugh. The waitress' mouth fell open and the man started to get really angry.
"What! You wont be so cocky when I beat your little bum bubby up." He spat at Cas as he gripped Dean's shoulder quite tightly. This didn't have the affect the couple was looking for.
"Please go ahead, I am sure that Dean will, how do they say it, kick your ass. But by all means try." The hunter couldn't not smirk at that.
"Alright you little cocky bastard, how about I beat the crap out of you." The man said turning his attention the smaller man that seemed to have an answer for everything.
"This shall be entertaining, won't it Cas." Dean casually leened back against the impala arms folded agaist his chest, the man and woman were a little intimidated by their casual behaviour, well the woman was, the man just got angry. He pulled out a small blade and smirked as Dean stood up and looked more serious.
"Ya laughing now?"
"Dean get behind me" Cas told the hunter eyes fixed with the man in front of him.
"But," Dean was about to protest but Cas looked at him in a 'don't be so stupid; angel, human. But thanks for caring' kind of way. "Oh yeah right." Dean stood behind the angel, placing a hand on his shoulder letting him know he's not alone.
"Stab me if you wish, it won't change that fact you are a pathetic human that has no place in heaven." The angel rumbled, taking the armed man by surprise.
"Freak." Is all he managed as an answer to Cas' strange statement.
"I know." Cas answered.
"You're not a freak Cas." Dean gently told Cas, who turned and caught his eye, the angels eyes instantly softened, he saw truth in Dean's eyes. It made him feel warm inside.
"Thank you." He whispered back. The hunter and angel didn't know how long they were staring, but it must have been too long as the man in front of them boiled out in anger and screamed.
"Fags!" as he lunged forward and thrust the blade into Cas' side. A spike of panic initially rose in Dean's stomach and he felt sick, before remembering Cas was an angel and being stabbed was like a scrapped knee, probably hurt less than that so he calmed down and watched the shock and fear in the mans face.
"Ray!" the waitress scream not believing what she saw. "What have you done?" Ray stepped back in shock, he never expected to actually do it. The waitress dragged the man away and they both ran as fast as they could. Dean was so angry as what he had witnessed, those fucking bastards.
"That's it run you pussy's, just remember that for the rest of your life Dean Winchester is looking for you!"
"Dean." Cas whimpered and grabbed Dean's attention, who spun around.
"Yeah Cas?"
"Can you pull it out? It's uncomfortable."
"Sure." Dean did so and blood started to stream, covering Cas' white shirt in dark red blood. "Erm Cas, it is supposed to bleed as much."
"What? Oh, no. Dean, it, it hurts." He mumbled, surprised he was feeling so much.
"Is that, is that normal?" Dean asked starting to panic.
"No." At that Dean put Cas up against the impala, who applied all his weight to it. He ripped Cas' shirt open took off his jacket took off his t shirt and pressed it against the wound, keeping pressure to try and stop the bleeding. Cas' breathing picked up pace and his face turned white, Dean was really worried now. Plus people were staring and coming over.
"I'm calling an ambulance."
"No. no Dean I'll be fine, just have to use more of my grace then usual. It will just take more out of me."
"What. What is that supposed to mean. I'm not loosing you Cas." Dean could feel the sting of tears in the back of his eyes, not again Cas can't die again. Please god please, is all that went through his mind.
"You won't, I'm still here. I'll just won't be up to fighting for a bit, I'm afraid you won't have an angel as an ally in this war for a few days." Cas reassured the hunter and tried to smile, but coughed up a little blood instead.
"Fuck the war Cas, your more that an angel to me, your more that an ally, Cas you're my friend. Do what you have to do to be okay?" Dean told him as he cupped the angels face with his free hand, who nodded.
"Okay, get me in the impala. Backseat. I need to rest. I may bleed on the seat."
"Don't give a shit Cas just hold on." Dean said as he helped his friend into the car and drove as fast as he could.
"Drive somewhere where no one is. Don't want to risk anyone seeing."
"Right." A few minutes later the impala stopped in a field nears Bobby's. A few minutes after ordering Dean to close his eyes the angel climbing into the front seat, breathless and tried. "How you doing?" Dean was almost too scared to ask.
"Looks like I'll be trying out sleeping again after all."
The sat in silence while Dean drove them back to Bobby's. They got out and despite Cas' objections, the hunter put the angels arm around his shoulders and helped him into the house. carrying his bloodied tee in the other hand.
Sam was seated on the sofa, flicking through the channels with a can of mountain dew in one hand (and several empty ones scattered over the floor.) He jumped to his feet as Dean came in, his mouth fell open when he saw the state in which he came in.
"In a minute Sammy." Dean told him as he left the room taking Cas upstairs.
"I'll be alright from here Dean." Cas told him when they reached the top of the stairs, he turned to Dean on the step below so for once he was shorter.
"Fuck that, I'm taking you to bed." Dean told him as he slid an arm around Cas waist and looked up into those beautiful blue eyes.
"Okay." Is all Cas could manage, he knew what Dean meant but he also knew what he wanted Dean to mean. Dean took Cas to the room he usually sleeps in and in silence carefully removed his shoes, socks, coat, jacket and shirt, making sure to leave his trouser on, to be safe.
"Thank you." Cas whispered as he started to get comfortable, Dean smiled and left. He went down stairs to explain everything to Sam, who wasn't best impressed.
After around two hours Dean went to check on the Cas, he was as they say sleeping like an angel, at least he was resting. Dean quietly came into the room and gently sat on the edge of the bed and spent a few stolen moments watching Cas' eyes flicker and listen to him breathe. He stroked Cas' hair whispered,
"Don't you dare leave me Cas."
in his ear then placed a soft kiss on Cas' temple. Dean swallowed before he stood up and even through everything inside of him was screaming tell him to stay the hunter left, when Cas heard the door closed again he opened his eyes, and stared at the door.
"I would never leave you Dean." Cas whispered to himself as he ran his hand over the part that Dean kissed, the part that still tingled. "I don't understand you." Cas said again. He was feeling a lot better, not completely but the wound was healed and he felt more like himself. Stabbing or no stabbing Cas was going to dream stalk his charge tonight, he had to if he was expected to get through another day.
"I'll see you in your dreams."
The part about that waitress and the guy and the stabbing etc was a dream I had the other day, yes I'm that obsessed i am starting to dream about Dean and Cas lol anyway yeah since then the scene wouldn't leave my head so if you hated it blame my subconscious lol ;)
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