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Disclaimer 2: The title is from the song, Chasing Cars and I am not making money by using it as the title of my fanfic.

Chapter eighteen

The trial was set to take place a few days before Christmas. Dean hoped it would be a fast one and that the scumbag that was Inias Milton got what he deserved. Actually, Dean hoped he got a lot more than what he deserved. As the days dragged on, Dean couldn't help feel more anxious. If he was feeling this way, he couldn't even begin to imagine how Castiel was feeling.

With the help of their friends, Dean had tried cheering up Castiel but to no avail. Neither boy could ignore the rumors, the whispers, and the curious looks that Castiel often received in the school hallways.

At least they weren't in high school. Since Anna and Castiel were staying at the Winchester house for the time being, Dean had heard interesting stories from Anna about what kids were saying in her school. One girl had said that Anna and Castiel deserved the abuse because quote unquote, "they were like so weird." Anna had punched the girl (well bitch in her words) and Dean couldn't have agreed more with her action.

One night, Dean snuck into Sam and Cas's room. He shook Castiel several times before Castiel finally woke up.

"Whaa's going on?" Castiel said as he yawned.

"Nothing, I just wanted to talk to you." Dean said as he sat on Castiel's roll-up bed. Anna had gotten the inflatable bed and since she was the oldest and the only girl, she got to stay in the basement. Dean had to resist rolling his eyes when she had said that; she wasn't any more a girl than he or Cas or Sam was. If anything, she was even more boyish than the three of them combined.

Dean knew that Sam enjoyed Disney princess movies and he sure was going to use that as blackmail when they were going to be older.

"Dean, it's like one in the morning. What is so urgent that we can't talk about it in the morning?" Castiel huffed.

"Do you know what's going to happen after the trials?" Dean said tentatively.

There was a pause before, "Dean, maybe we should talk about this in the morning."

"You're starting to sound like my dad, what's wrong, Cas?" Dean said putting his hand on Castiel's arm comfortingly.

"Dean, I… me and Anna..Anna and I..- "

Dean interrupted and said, "What, what is it?"

"We talked about this with Ellen and she-" Castiel hesitated again.

"Cas, spit it out, we don't have all night."

"May I remind we don't have all night because you decided to wake up and then go bother me?" Dean brushed off Castiel's sarcastic remark and waited for the rest of Castiel's statement.

"Ellen talked with us and she said that if everything goes as planned, most likely a foster family is going to adopt us."

"What foster family? Why can't you stay with us?" Dean asked quietly.

Suddenly he felt so small.

"Dean, we can't stay with you guys."

"Why not? You don't like the rules? Or you don't like Sammy? Or what, you don't like me?" Dean whispered-shout. "What did we do wrong?"

"Nothing, Dean. I wish my sister and I could stay but it is not possible for your dad to raise four children all at once without any financial or emotional support."

"Oh so it's because we're poor, isn't?" Dean pulled his arm away from Castiel and moved as far away from Castiel as he possibly could.

"Dean, you have been a great friend and me and Anna will always be grateful but we just can't stay here."

Apparently that wasn't good enough for Dean and he kept ranting. "Oh, right, you said it's the emotional support. I mean of course, I should have know, I don't have a mom, so obviously we can't be a foster family. Well maybe you've forgotten but you don't have one either. Or did your asshat of father beat you so hard that it escaped your memory?"

That was obviously the last straw. For someone who usually wasn't so violent, Castiel was quite strong. He pushed Dean out of his bed as he hard as he could and then punched him in the face.

"Don't ever talk about my family that way!" Castiel said angrily before punching Dean another time.

Dean pulled Castiel down with him and tackled him. Then he punched him back. The boys continued to fight for a few minutes, right before they smacked into the bed, which pushed into the wall and made a loud bang.

Within a few seconds, John barged in the room and said, "What the hell is going on here?"

"Nothing." Both boys muttered. Then they glared at each other for saying the same thing at the same time.

John took both boys to the kitchen to get them ice packs. Castiel and Dean sat on different sides of the kitchen, refusing to look at one another.

"Now I don't know what was going on and I don't really care. We already have more problems than we should. Whatever it is that you guys were fighting over, I'll let you figure it out on your own. I'm just warning you that this better be the last time I see either one of you awake past curfew hours and fighting with each other in my house. And don't forget that you could have woken up Sammy."

With that John left to go back to sleep leaving the two boys alone.

After a few minutes, Castiel put his ice pack back into the freezer and then went up back to sleep.

Dean waited a few minutes before doing the same thing. That night, both boys fell asleep with one thought: they didn't have a best friend anymore.

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