Destiel, Sabriel, C2C
“He didn’t give me a choice.”
“Cas, it’s okay,” Dean swallowed thickly as his eyes landed on the face of the body, “You don’t have to explain.”
“Cas,” he turned to face the angel, hoping he was doing a better job of masking how freaked out he was than he felt, “let’s just get you home.”
“Cas, it’s fine,” he closed the small distance between them and pressed a kiss to his lips, “Trust me, okay?”
Cas gave a sheepish nod before allowing himself to be pulled towards the exit, “What are we gonna do?”
Dean let out a breath as he held the door open, “I have no friggin’ idea.”
“Hey, what took you guys-” Sam’s question died on his lips as he took in the expression on Cas’ face, “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, we’re good,” Dean came through the door, keeping a guiding hand on Cas’ back as he stood there, eyes not leaving the ground.
“Are you sure?”
Dean held up a hand and shook his head. Sam nodded and shut up, confused eyes not leaving his brother.
Dean rubbed the raven-haired man’s shoulder a bit, “why don’t you go lay down for a while? I’ll come in to check on you in a bit, okay?”
The angel nodded meekly and headed off to his room, eyes not leaving the ground as he passed the younger hunter. Dean starred after him until he heard the door to his bedroom close, then he returned his gaze to his brother.
“Dean, what the hell happened?”
Dean gave his brother a once over, feeling a boulder settle into his stomach, how in the hell am I supposed to tell you?
Sam took a step closer, noticing the look in his brothers’ eye, “are you okay? Did something happen?”
You’d never forgive him…
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