Stay with us (Destiel)

Chapter Eleven

*Dean's POV*

I stood in the corner of my room, just watching Cas sleep.

He had been out for almost four hours and should be waking up soon, but what would he be like when he did?

I remembered what had happened last time he had seen me.

"Pl-please, De-Dean, don't hurt me"

His words echoed around my mind.

What had they done to him? What had made him so afraid of me?

His eyes fluttered open.

"Where am I?" he asked looking around.

"You're safe now, Cas" I said in what I hoped was a gentle, soothing voice.

His head swung around to me and he started shaking uncontrollably.

"Pl-please" he started trying to back away, but was too weak and just curled into himself.

"No more, please Dean, no more" he mumbled into his chest.

I slowly walked over to him and placed my hand on his shoulder, he jumped violently and began moaning in terror so I backed up to the door and left.

.........

I found Sam lying on the couch watching 'Lord Of The Rings - The Fellowship Of The Ring'

"Is everything alright?" he asked, sitting up when he saw my expression.

"No Sammy, it's not. Cas is terrified of me, he think I am going to hurt him" I put my head in my hands and tried to hold my tears in.

Come on, I'm Dean Winchester, I don't cry.

But when I thought of Cas, cowering away from me......

"I'm sure it will pass, Dean" Sam said soothingly, "we don't know what he has been though yet, I will talk to him, maybe if we know what is going on we can start to help"

"Okay, and Sam? Thanks, for being here for me"

"Always Dean"

..........

*Cas's POV*

What was going on?

When I woke up I was very confused, the last thing I remember was Sam carrying me and Gabriel's face.

Then I woke and Dean was there, but he hadn't hurt me.

In fact, when I flinched and tried to hide myself from him he looked almost...... Hurt?

But why?

He didn't love me, all he ever wanted to do was to hurt me, was this him messing with my head again?

Time in heaven passed at different rates then on earth, sometimes faster, sometimes slower.

I had been in the prison for about four months, and three times a week I would be taken to a dark room where Dean would torture me and tell me I was worthless, what had changed? And why was it so light in here?

I remember when this first started, there was a voice, and it told me things.

Mostly about how of course Dean loved me, this wasn't really him, it was the angels trying to break me.

I remember before the torture began.

I had visited Dean in his dreams and he had promised to save me, but then the first time he hurt me, he told me he had lied.

Was that a fake Dean? But how would he know about what we talked about in Deans head? Unless they were watching.......

No Castiel.

Stop lying to yourself. Dean is just waiting for me to trust him again and then he will strike, I am just a toy to him, something he can play with and then toss aside when he gets bored.

The door opened and I flinched away, before realising it was Sam, not Dean.

I relaxed, but only a bit.

"Cas?" he said softly, slowly walking over to the bed and sitting next to me.

I edged away slightly and looked at him "Y-yes?"

"Oh Cas," he sighed "what have they done to you?"

"D-Dean, he hurt me, don't you see Sam? He never loved me, he was just messing around" a few tears made their way down my cheeks.

Sams look hardened and I flinched away, expecting a blow.

Sam's eyes softened and he sighed.

"Oh Cas, how can you think that? That was the angels, Dean would never hurt you, you know that. Right now he is a broken mess, and while you were gone he barely slept or ate, trying to find a way to get you back. Look buddy, I have never, never seen Dean love anyone before, until recently I though his past had left him incapable of loving anyone but his family. Then you came, he loves you with all he has, and seeing you like this, well Cas, it's killing him. He would give anything, and I mean anything, including his own life, to make you happy."

I listened to Sam and felt something I hadn't felt in months, hope. maybe Sam and the voice was right, maybe, just maybe, Dean, the real one, the one I fell in love with, had found a way to save me.

"Please buddy, give him a chance to help you" Sam begged, unshed tears in his eyes.

I nodded mutely and Sam took my hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, "Thank you Cas." Then he left to find Dean.

A/N
Wow, deep speech from the moose we all know and love :)