Cas's POV

"Dean?" I hear no reply just another loud bang. "Dean!" I jumping up I run out of the motel room. Closing my eyes, I do a quick sweep of the area. "Dean, I am coming don't worry." Making way to the Impala, I find Dean curled up by one of the tires. "Hey, hey babe, look at me. Dean, please look at me." Dean groans, shifting to face me. "I am going to heal you alright?" He nods slightly. Tapping his forehead, his wounds begin to fade until they are no more.

"Thanks."

"No problem. Are you alright?"

"I am now, but I am pretty sure someone is after us."

"Really?"

"What?"

"You were just shot and…" I throw my hands up and walk back to the motel room.

"Cas!" I ignore him slamming the door shut. Keeping my back to the door, I lie on the bed. "Cas?" I hear a whisper as the door opens. The bed slumps next to me as a body lies down next to mine.

"Dean, why don't you ever think about yourself?"

"Cas, what are you talking about?" Dean places a hand on my back.

"You know damn well what I am talking about. You could have just died and if you die I can't bring you back. Sometimes it feels like you don't even care."

"Where is this coming from?"

"It is coming from you not even caring that you were shot and making a joke on someone hunting us. That is not something to joke about! Dean he hurt you and you don't even take a second to think about it! I don't want to find you dead damn it, I don't." Arms wrap around me, pulling me into a warm embrace.

"I am sorry. I didn't think it was that big of a deal. I am fine, aren't I?"

"Yeah, but what happens if you weren't?"

"Babe, you don't need to worry for me. I am here and I promise I always will be."

"You can't promise that."

"But I am; nothing can keep me from you."

"Dean, please don't make promises you can't keep."

Dean kisses my shoulder. I turn and look at him, he has a small smile. "I promise to be with you as long as I can. I will not let you go, even after death."

"Just please be careful."

"I will." I nod before getting up and walking to the bathroom.

"I am going to shower."

"You're an angel you don't need to shower."

"Yes but I need some time to cool down." I close the door and lean against it. I am not exactly mad, but there is so much I have done for Dean and more things that I would do. I don't want him to get hurt for some silly reason. This does leave the question of who shot Dean and why.

Pulling myself away from the door, I turn on the shower. Stripping out of my clothes, I step in. I let the water sooth my muscles and conscience. Taking deep breaths; I let my fear and anger slip away. Turning the nozzle of I step out, wrapping a towel around my waist. Running a hand through my wet hair, I open the door and walk out.

Dean's eyes meet mine as I head for my duffel bag. As I rummage through my stuff, I feel strong arms wrap around my waist and a kiss on my neck.

"You are beautiful. You know that?" I shrug, trying to pass it off as if I don't care, but I have a small smile on my face that Dean can't see. "You are, don't doubt it."

I don't answer and continue to look through my stuff, pulling clothes out. "Look I am sorry. Please don't be mad. The truth is Cas, I don't care if I die or not as long as you will be alright and survive."

"I wouldn't be alright if you died though." I whisper.

"I realize that, but Cas I will tell you this if it comes down to it I would choose your life before mine."

"And you need to know I would do the exact opposite. Dean you are human, you are hurt more easily. I can sustain more injuries than you."

"I guess when the time comes we will see who makes the final move." I nod, tensing up. I don't want Dean to make the last move. Grabbing my clothes I head back to the bathroom to change.

~SPN~

Dean's POV

I watch as Cas retreats to the bathroom for a second time. Sighing, I collapse on the bed. Why is Cas being so stubborn? I truly am sorry, doesn't he understand? I only…

A ringing sound catches my attention. Turning I notice the motels room ringing.

"Hello?" I pick up the phone.

"Hello Mr. Winchester we have a call from a Mr. Sam Winchester, would you like me to put you through?"

"Yes." I hear a small buzz as the receptionist presses the button transferring the call. "Hey Sammy."

"Dean!" I hear panic in Sam's voice.

"Sam, what is it?"

"It's… it's Jess!"

"What happened?"

"Dean, she's dead. I lost Jess." I feel my heart stop and I fall to the floor.

"What about the twins?"

"I…I lost them too." His voice cracks and I can imagine the tears streaming down his face."

"How?"

"Explosion. The engine of the car exploded."

"God, Sam. I am so sorry." I feel a tear slide down my cheek.

"I don't know what to do. I am so scared Dean. All I have ever cared about gone. I have no one."

"Hey, hey you have me. You have Ellen, Bobby, and Jo, we are your family Sam."

"I just can't believe she's gone. Dean, I can't believe it. Why was someone so beautiful taken from this world, taken from me? What did I do wrong?"

"Shh. Sam you did nothing wrong."

"It doesn't seem that way."

"I'm coming home, alright?"

"What about your road trip? Your dreams? What about Cas?"

"Don't worry about any of that, you need me and I will be there for you. Plus Jess was my family too." I hear a small sniffle on the other end.

"Ok."

"Will be there by tonight."

"Aren't you in Michigan?"

"You know how I drive." I hear a painful, small laugh.

"Thanks Dean."

"See you soon." I hang up. Jess is really dead? I didn't realize I hadn't moved until Cas clears his throat. I look up. Cas's head is tilted and his face holds a look of concern.

"What was that?"

"We are going back."

"Where?"

"Home. Jess was killed, along with the twins." Cas's eyes grew wide.

"How?"

"Explosion." Tears fill Cas's eyes, but instead of falling to the floor he immediately starts to pack.

"We better get going." I nod, a little surprised at Cas's quick movement. Sometimes I forget how strong he is. I forget I am human, weak and tiny, especially compared to a being of power and grace.

"Cas, why?"

Sorry it took me over a month to get this up. I had severe writers block, GISHWHES, and school. I am truly back and ready to write. I hope you like the chapter and I am sorry for the wait. Thanks for sticking with me. Please review, they keep me writing.