Sam stared at the floor as he listened to the voicemail once again.
"Listen to me, you bloodsucking freak. Dad always said I'd either have to save you or kill you. Well, I'm giving you fair warning. I'm done trying to save you. You're a monster, Sam, a vampire. And there's no going back."
He pressed the button to play it again, and wondered why he was torturing himself like that. As he was about to repeat it, he heard the fluttering of wings, and looked on the bed beside him.
"Cas?"
"Hello, Sam," The angel said, "How are you?"
Sam shook his head.
"Dean will be here in a few minutes," He seemed to shudder at the mention of Dean, "What did you want?"
Castiel thought for a moment. What DID he want? To ask Sam out? To tell Sam he was in love? Does Sam even feel the same way?
"It's not that important," He concluded, "Why are you upset?"
Sam played the voicemail again, unable to look at the angel. Cas was confused.
"Why would Dean say something like that?" He wondered.
"Maybe he was upset," Sam defended.
Sam winced when the older brother entered the hotel door with a bag of groceries, "Hey, Sammy! Cas, what are you doing here?"
Castiel just glared at him.
"What?"
"Sam, please hand me your phone," Castiel didn't take his eyes off Dean.
The younger brother reluctantly handed Cas his phone, then typed in the voicemail password when the angel got confused. Dean grew horrified as that horrible message was played in his voice.
"Sam, I..."
"It's okay," Sam lied.
"No," Dean said, "I never said that. I would never say that, I'd never kill you."
Castiel squinted, thinking.
"Perhaps," The angel began, "Zachariah manipulated the recording."
"Or Ruby," Sam said.
"You really thought I'd..." Dean started, "Sam, no."
Sam deleted the messege from his voicemail.
"What did you really say?"
"I told you that was sorry. That Bobby spoke some sense into me, as usual."
Sam laughed and hugged his brother, who turned to the angel.
"So, why are you here, then?"
"I wanted to speak to Sam," Castiel answered, "Um...alone."
"What are you going to say that you can't say in front of me?" Dean challenged.
The angel nodded, "All right," He moved toward the younger brother, "Sam, I have had these feelings...for you."
Sam looked at Castiel in fear, Dean looked at the angel with a sudden rage.
"What kind of feelings?" Sam asked.
"You humans call it love," Castiel said.
"No," Dean interrupted, "Get the hell out, now!"
Castiel shrunk away from the older brother, while Sam gave Dean a hurt glance.
"Dean, just hear him out!" Sam said.
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Sastiel Through the Seasons
FanfictionCastiel had been observing Sam for years, even before the angels came to Earth. Seeing the boy was one thing, meeting him was another.