Supernatural short stories

GWH the trial

Dean was waiting outside. He was pacing back and forth on the porch. He had managed to keep his anxiety down around Sam, but that was probably because Sam was too preoccupied with his own anxiety about his test to notice. When Sam left, he changed into a tux. As the time crept closer Dean couldn't sit still. He connected his AirPods to his phone and put his rock playlist on shuffle. Finally, Cas pulls up in his blue crv. Dean got in the passenger seat and put his AirPods back in their case.

"Hey, Cas."

"Hello Dean, would you like to connect your phone and play music?"

Dean paused, a little embarrassed at first, but he knew it would help him stay calm, "yeah thanks."

"Def Leppard?" Cas asked pulling the car out.

"Yeah, classic rock is my favorite. Helps me stay calm."

Cas nodded and they continued. Things were good. Dean was humming the music and staying in the moment as Cas drove.

"Fuck!" Dean yelled as his eyes widened.

"What? What is it?" Cas said urgently.

"I need-" Dean was starting to hyperventilate, "I need, Cas." Dean reached his hand over towards Cas while the other garbed aimlessly at his chest.

Cas immediately pulled over and took Dean's hand, "talk to me, Dean."

"A rubber band. I need a rubber band. Turn around," Dean clenched his eyes close, "I need to go back."

"I'm sure I have one in the car. Give me a minute."

Dean was breathing heavily, he was trying to look through the glove box but the tears in his eyes made it difficult to see.

"Dean I found one, just breathe."

Dean reached a shaking hand out and took the rubber band. He blew out forcefully and took a deep breath. He did it again. Then, to Cas's surprise, Dean started laughing.

"It's just such a small thing," Dean shook his head, "and I was freaking out and looking back I," he chuckled to himself, "I don't know I just overreacted."

"You just needed an emotional release. Why was the rubber band so important?"

"I just wanted something to fidget with and a rubber band is the most inconspicuous thing so."

"See, everything works out in the end." Cas pulled back onto the road.

"Yeah," Dean smiled.

A minute later, Dean speaks again, "hey Cas, I never really got to thank you. For yesterday and now today. I really didn't want to get my brother involved. He worries about me enough."

"Of course Dean, I promised I would help you at the church and I meant it."

"Yeah, that's actually why I called you," Dean stretched the rubber band in his hand, "I was on my way to this dealer I know. I told Sam I was going for a walk to clear my head but he saw right through it. He made me leave all my money at home. I was still gonna go. I knew he would still give me some acid if I- if I did stuff. Stuff I didn't want to do. So thank you, for stopping me from going down that road again."

"Anytime you need me," Cas said looking over, "I'll be there for you."

"I know you will, Cas." They sat in comfortable silence the rest of the way. Dean cued up the Eye of the Tiger and closed his eyes.

They pull up to the back of the courthouse parking lot and find an empty space.

"Do you want me to come in with you? Or should I wait in the car?"