Destiel one shots!! And maybe Sabriel

All over again

Dean jolted awake to screams coming from down the hall. Dean glanced over at Cas who was asleep with his ass in the air.

Dean chuckled and slid out of bed. Dean walked down the hall and opened the door. The screaming got louder as he got closer. Dean picked up the bundle and held it close to his chest.

He felt arms slip around his waist. Dean smiles and turns around.

"How's Destiel doing?"

"He's just a little cranky, aren't chaya buddy?"

Destiel cried himself to sleep. When they were sure he was asleep Dean set him back down in his crib.

Dean and Cas walked out of the nursery holding hands. They decided to go to the kitchen and get a snack since neither of them were tired anymore.

Dean had just pulled out the orange juice when Destiel started to cry again. They both sighed and went upstairs.

There was a man standing over Destiels crib. He flicked his hand to the side and Cas was pinned to the wall. He started to slowly rise up the wall until he was on the ceiling.

"No!" Dean yelled before Cas erupted into flames.

The man disappeared. Dean grabbed Destiel and ran. When they were safely away from the house Dean looked back to see his house in flames. Destiel cried and Dean held him close to his chest.

Dean started laughing hysterically which turned into crying. He started to aimlessly wander. Dean fell to the ground Destiel close to him.

The police, the fire truck, and an ambulance showed up in front of the house. Firefighters hosing down the house until there was nothing but black clouds polluting the early morning sky.

Dean strapped Destiel into the backseat, his wiggles car seat far to happy for the latest events. Dean drove around for hours.

They pulled up in front of a small brown house. Dean grabbed Destiel, deans eyes red and puffy from crying. He knocked on the door and a man with long brown hair who seemed as tall as a moose answered.
"Sammy" Dean said.
Sams eyes widened at the crying blob that was his brother.
"Dean what's wrong?"

Dean didn't answer instead he walked into the house and sat on the couch.

"Dean?" Asked Gabriel who appeared in the doorway.

"You think your finally out, you have a family and a home, but then they pull you back in."
Sam gives Dean a questionable look.

"The demon Sam" said Gabriel.

Dean started crying. Sam sat down and put his head in his hands.
"But, we killed him"

"I doubt it was the demon, it was probably some random demon playing a prank." Said Gabe.

No one spoke. They only sound was Destiel crying. He screamed his lungs out. Dean didn't have the energy to deal with him. Sam grabbed the baby from Dean a carried him to the spare room while Gabe tried to comfort Dean.

Sam laid Destiel down in the middle of the bed and piled pillows around him so he wouldn't fall. When Sam entered the room again Dean was arguing with Gabe.

"You can bring him back" Dean pleaded
"No I can't"
"You brought me back"
"I controlled how you died."
"I don't care" Dean yelled banging on Gabriel's chest until he got tired and started to sob into it. Sam pried dean off his husband.

After a while Dean stopped crying and went to bed. Sam and Gabe stayed in the living room talking.

"What are we going to do?" Asked Gabe
"Help him get back on his feet, anything to help."

Sam kissed Gabriel before heading to bed. Gabe stayed up and watched late night television.

They did just that. After a few years Dean had a house and Destiel was in school. Dean watched Destiel grow up. He helped through all the heart breaks, the death, the joy, everything.

Dean died from a stroke at an old age. Sam was shot when he was 36. Destiel got married to a woman named Jess and they had a kid named Ben.

Sorry it's late and I got super tired. That was really fucking bad. Better next time I promise.