Destiel -- One Shots

I

Sam and Dean checked in a motel after a long tiring hunt. Dean feels exhausted and thought about getting a shower.

'Hey, Sammy. I'm gonna hit the shower. Yell if something happens.'

'Hurry up, I'm dying for a bath too.' He opened his laptop and continued to search for weird murders or news. Dean opened his bag and picked some clean clothes and headed towards the bathroom. He leaned his hands against the wall and closed his eyes, letting the warm water hit his body, he felt relaxed as if the blood of the monsters he killed also washed away. He dried up and got dressed. Sam headed for the bathroom and took his refreshing bath. Dean sat on the bed while drying his hair when he felt the wind gushed.

'Hello, Dean.' He turned and saw Cass with blood all over his coat and then he fainted. Dean ran to his side.

'Cass! Cass, can you hear me?! Sam!' He yelled for Sam and he got out of the shower soaking wet.

'What happened?!' Sam asked nervously.

'I don't know. He just popped out like this.'

'Let's put him on the bed.' They put Cass on the bed and took off his coat. Dean didn't hesitate to rip Cass' shirt to see the wound. Cass was stabbed on his left side, the wound wasn't so deep but he keeps on losing a lot of blood.

'Damn it.' Dean mumbled.

'Dean, we have no first aid. We have to get him to the nearest hospital before he loses more blood. I'll get dressed.' They both hurried as Dean carried Cass to the car, Sam drove and got to the hospital on time. Dean seated beside Cass' hospital bed, he held his hand. Sam got back to the motel and grabbed some clothes for Cass when he wakes up. He got back and saw Dean holding Cass' hand.

'Ehem!' Sam cleared his throat. Dean turned and saw carrying a bag.

'Hey, thanks for getting him some clothes.'

'Don't mention it. So, what did Doc say?' Dean looked at Cass again.

'They said he's gonna be fine but he lost an amount of blood even though his wound is not so deep. He'll live, but it's gonna take some time for him to recover even if he's an Angel.'

'Who do you think did it?'

'I have no idea. But I'm gonna do everything to find who's responsible for this.' He looked at Sam with assurance. Then he felt Cass' finger moved.

'Dean?' Cass said weakily barely opening his eyes.

'Cass? I'm right here. How are you feeling?'

'A little bit dizzy.'

'That's the morphine, Bongo. You lost a lot of blood by the way.' Sam looked at Dean.

'Who did this to you, Cass?' Sam asked.

'Angels. They were after me because I'm helping you. But I told them it was my choice. Not their's.'

'Cass, you friggin' child.' Dean scoffed and looked at him teary-eyed.

'Did they stabbed you with angel blade?'

'Yes, Sam. They were stronger than me. There were four of them.' Desn closed his eyes and clenched his fist.

'Why don't you rest? I'm gonna talk to Sam about something.' Dean smiled at him and let go of his hand, he signaled for Sam to go outside.

'Dean?' Cass held his arm when he stood up.

'Yeah, Cass?'

'I'm human now.' Sam and Dean looked at each other.

'We'll talk about this when you have enough strength, got it? Just get some rest for now, when you get outta here, we'll have some pie.' Dean winked at him and Cass smiled, he patted his hand. The brother's walked out of the room.

'Poor, Cass.' Sam said.

'We have to keep him safe in case they're still hunting for him. He said four of them, Sam. Four.' Dean said angrily.

'We have to wait until he recovers and ask him what really happened. He'll be fine.' They went back to Cass' room and saw him sleeping. Four weeks had passed and he can finally go home.

'It feels good to be outside again.' Cass said smiling while holding Dean's arm for support.

'Yeah. Well, we have to find a motel and we'll talk. Watch your step.'

Sam checked in and tossed their bags in the bed, Dean helped Cass sit on the couch.

'Dean, I think I'm hungry.' Cass smiled.

'What do you wanna have? I have to gas up the car anyway, Chinese okay with you?' Sam asked.

'That would be great, Sam. Thank you.'

'Pie, Sam.' Dean smiled, Sam shook his head and left.

'So, what happened, Cass? Who did this to you?'

'Raphael's followers. I was forbidden to talk to you and Sam. But I can't just stand there and listen to your prayers. I told Raphael that I'm going to help you one last time. He consent but I lied. We've been through a lot together and I'm not going to let anything stop me from helping you.' Dean moved a little closer to Cass and closed his eyes.

'Cass, you --' Before he could finish, Cass grabbed his head kissed him quickly on his lips. Cass chuckled and Dean was shocked.

'I'm sorry Dean. I've been dying to do that.' Cass said smiling, Dean was still shocked.

'Wow!' Dean touched his lips.

'Are you angry with me, Dean?' Cass' smile faded.

'No, actually I'm surprised.'

'Why is that?'

'Of all the women I've kissed. You have the most softest lips I've ever tasted.' Dean smiled and looked down.
'Cass, we've been through a lot, like you said. And -- damn it. I can't believe I'm saying this.'

'What is it, Dean?'

He looked at him straight in the eyes and said. 'I love you, Cass.'
'All these years, I've kept it because it's not allowed to have feelings for an Angel, but screw that 'cause you're human now.'

'Dean, I -- I love you too.' They kissed each other passionately but Dean pulled away.

'Even if you're not an Angel anymore, you'll still be my angel. Always have, always will. To hell with the chick-flick drama, I don't give a rat's ass. Cass, nothing matters in the world right now, except I love you. That's all I have, and that is enough.' He winked at Cass and wiped away a single tear. Sam got back to the motel, he opened the door and saw Cass and Dean laughing and so clingy to each other.

'What's goimg on?' Sam asked.