"I think they are a step ahead of us again" Sam was irritated by now. They had been tracking this particular nest for the past week, always coming up short.
"Son of a bitch!" Dean was just as irritated as Sam, if not more so. "I think we should just give in with this. These things are good." At that moment the brothers heard an ear-piercing scream behind them, and as they spun around, the noticed Cas being attacked by a vamp. Dean was the first to react, not thinking to pull a blade, but instead simply shoving the vamp away from Cas. Sam ran over, blade in hand, and decapitated the monster.
"They aren't all one step ahead of us," Sam said with a chuckle, but Dean just spun around and made his way quickly over to Cas. Luckily, he hasn't been bitten, so he wouldn't change, but he had been clawed all the way from his left shoulder to his right hip. He was unconscious, and his breathing was irregular.
"Sam he's dying, damn it!" Dean was frantic. Sam worked his way over quickly and helped Dean get Cas into the Impala. "What the hell are we gonna do now? He's human, he'll die. We can't just take him to the hospital."
"Calm down, Dean, we'll figure something out."
"Oh yeah, Sam, we'll just call Cas. Oh, wait,"Dean was doing thirty miles over the speed limit in his frenzy,
"Dean, slow down. Do you want to have to explain all of this to the cops?" Dean slowed down by ten miles.
"Dean, slow down." Cas muttered from the back with Sam. Dean slammed on the breaks and pulled over.
"Are you okay? My god, Cas."
Dean was unbuckled and flipped around in the impala, which looked very uncomfortable.
"Do I look okay, Dean? It hurts in my toes." Cas winced with every word he spoke, and his blue eyes shimmered with tears. Dean stepped on the gas, speeding towards the bunker. As soon as they got to the bunker, Sam and Dean carried Cas onto the couch.
"What now?" Sam had no idea what to do.
Dean went into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of alcohol that was under the sink. He proceeded to pour it in Cas' wounds.
" Ow! Dean, stop!" With the wounds now clean, Dean took out his lighter and cauterized this them. Cas had now bit through his bottom lip to keep fop screaming.
"There. Its done." Cas looked relieved that Dean had finished torturing him.
"Am I gonna die, Dean?"
"Shut up, if you were gonna die you'd be dead already." Cas exhaled sharply, which sent a sharp pain all throughout his body. He winced. "You just have to take it easy for a while"
Three Days Later
"Dean, we need to get rid of this nest! We can leave Cas alone for a few days!" Sam wanted thus nest dealt with, but Cas was still in no condition to hunt.
"Really, Sam? If it was me would you leave me here alone?"
"Maybe I would, Dean! You know why? Because you can handle a few scratches! So can Cas. He's not an angel anymore, but, damn it, hes not a child!"
"Fine, Sam! Go hunt your vamps! I'm going to stay here and make sure Cas heals okay." Dean was yelling at this point. Sam spun around, grabbed his coat and left, slamming the door so hard the bunker rattled, leaving Cas and Dean alone.
~Imma do this one in two parts. It will be destiel, I promise. -CharlieDean~
