The Angel Inside

Prolouge

four boys pushed down the young Novak, evil smirks spread wide across their faces. The leader bent down next to the poor boy, saying
"Oh Cas, it's to bad nobody love you." Him and his posse laughed. Dean had enough of this, he came out from where he was hiding, hell burning in his eyes.
"So sure about that?" He asked.
The four jocks paled for a moment but then one spoke up.
"Of course we're sure, who could love a freak like him." Anything holding the oldest Winchester back snapped, he shoved the bully against the wall, punching him.
"Think again." He ground out menacingly. He threw the boy to the ground, "Anyone else want to disagree?" Dean asked, ready to kill. All four boys ran, scared as hell. Dean bent down gently to the one person who picked the lock on his heart, besides Sam. The one person he couldn't live without. Castiel had gotten hurt, because Dean left him, Dean got scared and left him alone. He'd never forgive himself for that.
"Hey Cas, come on. You're going to be ok." Dean said, helping the smaller boy up. Dean walked Cas to his car, helping him in. They drove to Dean's house in silence, the only noise, passing cars. When Dean pulled into the drive way, Cas was out cold. Dean looked at Castiel thinking, "I've fallen for an angel, and there's no way I want to get up." He got out opening the passenger door. Gingerly he woke Cas up walking him inside to lay him on the couch. His mother, Mary heard the door and came out. The women gasped quietly,
"Dean what happened?" She asked looking at Cas as you would a lost puppy.
"Four jocks were beating him up after school. It's my fault mom." Dean said quietly hanging his head in shame.
"Sweetie, it's not your fault. You never told those jerks to bet him up." Mary said laying a hand on Dean's shoulder.
"But I left him alone. I got scared, so I ran and left him alone. It is my fault." Dean grunted quietly. He could feel the tears stinging his eyes. He tried to blink them away but his vision got blurry. He took Cas' hand in his own, kissing the hurt boys knuckles. He'd make up for this, Dean swore that one day he'd make up for leaving Cas behind.
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Sam helped Gabe back up on his feet, subconsciously checking if they were both ok. Gabe had a spilt lip and a bruised cheek, while Sam's arm had been cut deep and he guessed one of his ribs cracked. But otherwise they'd both live. Crowley, Ruby, and Damien stood in their stupid triangle, Crowley at the front, Damien on his left, Ruby on his right, how they always walked.
"Take enough?" Crowley asked, his stupid British accent ringing through the empty alley.
"If not," Ruby batted her eyelashes, "I could give you something more" she winked at Sam. Ruby was a huge flirt and slut, and she always hit on Sam.
"Leave us alone." Sam glared talking mainly to Crowley, the other two were shadows, puppets, with Crowley as their leader, they followed blindly, it was pityful. Crowley was a jerk to them, to everyone and Sam was tired of it.
"Bring it, Crowley."