Roommate?

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Castiel was pacing around the house and looking worried.

"Cas, what is going on?" You stopped him from pacing.

"Something is wrong with Sam and Dean," Castiel looked worried and started to bite his nails.

"What do you mean?" You grabbed his hand to stop him from biting his nails.

"I can't put my finger on it...I just feel like something is going on.." Castiel looked at you confused.

You heard a knock on your door. Castiel and you exchanged glances then you walked over to the door and opened it.

It was Dean.

Dean walked in and put his backpack on the couch. He was going through it when he found his knife. He put it in his boot he then went back to searching his backpack. He found his pistol and put it in his coat.

You walked over and grabbed his hand, "Dean, what's going on? Where is Sam?"

Dean gave you a dirty look when you said Sam.

"Sam and I are not happy with each other," Dean made a sour look.

You grabbed his arm and sat with him on the couch.

You looked at Castiel and mouthed, "Get him some coffee,"

Castiel nodded and went into the kitchen to brew some coffee.

"Dean, can you explain what happened. Please?" You grabbed his hand and looked into his eyes.

"Okay then lets hold hands and make peace in the world!" Dean had a sarcastic face.

"Dean, come on," You rolled your eyes.

"Fine...Sam and I were on a hunt and Sam was getting beat up pretty badly. Well so was I but anyway Sam killed the witch and he stared at me on the floor being pinned down. Then after I killed the witch we didn't say anything to each other..." Dean paused to make sure you were listening.

"Then?" You were trying to get an answer from him.

"We started to yell at each other and Sam didn't like what I said to him. He then got out of the car about a mile up the road from here and punched me in the face. I woke up and he was gone in the Impala. Then here I am," Dean looked angry.

"Baby...." Dean was staring at his pistol and started to put some bullets in it.

Castiel came back with the cup of coffee in his hands and gave it to Dean.

Dean smiled and took the cup of coffee then he got up. He held his arms out to Castiel and hugged him tightly.

Castiel looked over his shoulder at you and mouthed, "Oh my gosh...he must be pretty sad to be hugging me!" Castiel was bug-eyed.

You started laughing silently.

Dean let go of Castiel and sat down.

"So what do you want to do now?" Castiel looked at Dean.

"I don't know...I thought I could come here. You guys are my family," Dean smiled at you and Castiel.

"You can stay as long as you want Dean. You will have to sleep on the couch...we don't have another bed yet." You smiled at Dean.

Dean hugged you tightly, "Thank you!"

He hopped up and went to go get some blankets to put on the couch.

While he was gone Castiel looked at you, "Remember last time he was here?"

You remembered everything clearly, "Yes I do but he's a friend and we need to help him out,"

Castiel rolled his eyes, "Fine," Castiel pointed at you, "This was your idea!"

Dean came back and made his bed.

Castiel and you were going to go to bed when Dean yelled your names.

You both walked in to see Dean snuggled up in the sheets.

"What?" Castiel and you say at the same time.

"Goodnight..." Dean looked down.

You walked over and kissed his cheek, "Goodnight Dean,"

Castiel rolled his eyes and you both went to bed.

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