- Dean's POV -
Cas and I stand staring at the wall of instruments.
"It completes your room." Cas says. I nod.
"Yeah it does." I say.
"I'll be back. I'm gunna go get some of my stuff so I can stay all weekend." Cas says.
"Okay. I'll open my window in case you need anything." I say. He goes downstairs and I grab the painting from beside the door and some nails. I attach some string to either side of the canvas and nail them both above my bed. It takes me about 4 minutes and just as I finish I hear someone calling me from the window. I look out and see Michael.
"Michael? Where's Cas?" I ask. I hear a loud crash.
"DAD! DON'T HURT HIM!" Michael yells downstairs. Before Michael even turns around I'm out my door and almost falling downstairs. I run across the lawn and the driveways into Cas's house. Cas is laying on the floor in the living room. He isn't hurt yet. But his dad and standing over him with a whip. He raises it and I run infront of it. It hits my arm and wraps around my arm. Cas's dad stares at me.
"What are you doing here?" He snarls. Michael picks up Cas and I see them run out the fron door out of the corner of my vision.
"Protecting Castiel." I growl back.
"Why. Just because he's your boyfriend doesn't mean you can protect him from everything." Cas's dad scoff's.
"So far. I'd say other wise because I will NEVER let his own family hurt him" I say. He yanks the whip from my arm and whips it again hitting my side. I hiss in pain. He whips is again and hits my shoulder. Then again and hits my leg.
"Maybe this wouldn't have happened if you would have closed your curtain." His dad says.
"Maybe this wouldn't have happened if you weren't a snoop." I snap. He whips again. It hits the hand I put up leaving a nice gash. I pull it against my chest standing up. Limping from the cut on my leg.
"Let me rephrase that. Maybe if you weren't such an asshole-" I start. Cas's dad yells and picks up a beer bottle. Before I have time to react it hits my head and shatters into a million pieces.
"NO!" I hear Michael yell. Everything goes black and I feel my entire body meet the floor. I hear Michael grunt a few times and a loud thud then silence. Did he knock his dad out?
"Dean? Dean? Oh god. Dammit." He says. I can hear him I just can't react. I feel him pick me up and a door shuts. A car door opens and Michael calls Cas. Cas runs over and I can hear the panic in his breath.
"Just get in. It's okay." Michael says. His voice is faded.Darkness. A deep chasm of nothing.

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Words Amongst Many
FanfictionNine year-old Dean Winchester usually spends the lonley nights when he can't sleep on the roof outside of his room. His mom died when he was little and his Dad was recently in a car crash. 5 year-old Sam Winchester and Dean's Uncle, Bobby take care...