All You Did was Save my Life

Time to Talk

            Dean stared at himself in the bathroom mirror of his and Cas's motel room. He had just finished having a shower and, unfortunately, the shower had given him time to think. Of everything.

            Bobby lying in a hospital bed, possibly dying; Sam was hallucinating Lucifer; Gabe had kept it from him; Cas-

            "Dean?" Cas knocked on the door and Dean took a deep breath before opening it.

            "Are you alright?" Cas asked.

            "Fine," Dean nodded.

            "Are you hungry? I can go and-"

            "I just want to sleep Cas," Dean said, "With everything happening with Sam and Bobby I just want to sleep." He walked past Cas and the angel looked down dejectedly. He knew Dean was worried and he hated not being able to help.

            Dean sat down on the bed and looked over at where his angel was standing. Cas looked completely lost right now.

            "Cas, c'mere," he said, holding out his hand. Castiel walked over and sat next to Dean.

            "I'm sorry," Dean said quietly, "With everything going on-"

            "It is fine Dean," Cas said, "Bobby's been shot and Sam is hallucinating. You have to deal with those things, I know that."

            "It just feels like we can't ever get a break, you know? You have the name Winchester and you're cursed."

            "I don't believe that's true-"

            "Come on Cas, Sam's seeing Lucifer! Lucifer! If that doesn't tell you something's wrong with us then I don't know what does."

            "I still don't believe the Winchester name is cursed," Cas replied.

            "Oh yeah, how do you figure?" Dean asked.

            "Ben, Jamie, Jesse, Henry, and this baby," Cas said simply, "They aren't cursed."

            Dean's expression softened and he nodded.

            "No, they're not," he said quietly, resting his hand on Cas's stomach. "These guys are the best thing to happen to the Winchester name."

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            In the next room, Sam and Gabriel were lying on their bed, not saying a word.

            "You okay?" Gabe finally asked.

            "Fine," Sam replied, "You?"

            "Fine."

            They fell silent, but it wasn't a comfortable silence. It was an awkward silence full of unsaid things.

            "We should get some sleep, Gabriel said.

            "Yeah," Sam said and then scrunched up his face in confusion. "I thought angels don't need to sleep? I know you did with Henry, but now..."

            "We don't have to sleep, but we can if we want to. Besides, I got so used to it before Henry was born and I actually find it rather relaxing."

            Sam nodded in understanding and started to roll over onto his side when he felt Gabe touch his arm. He turned back to look at the archangel.

            "Wake me up if you have a nightmare?" he said and Sam nodded.

            "I will."

            They rolled to face away from each other and Gabe flicked the light off. It was only a few minutes before he was asleep.

            But Sam stayed awake. He wouldn't be waking Gabe because he wouldn't be having any nightmares. Why? Because Sam wouldn't be getting any sleep that night. Though, it wasn't really his fault.

            "Come on Sammy, talk to me... I know you can hear me... You know, it's rude to ignore the devil."

 

 

There we go! New chapter! I actually really liked this one even though it is kind of introducing some rough waters for the boys.

 

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