One last time. One last fight

stay (by my side)

It had been about 3 hours, all the men had done was sat around laughing joking as if nothing was happening. But the more time they spent pretending nothing was happening the more angsty Cas got. Dean offered to make his trademark burgers for tea and everyone wanted them. However currently Cas didn't think he could stomach anything.

Dean was pottering about in the kitchen making the burgers, chopping onions and making salad when Cas got nauseous, he pushed it to one side and just presumed it was nerves. He was an angel, he didn't get sick. Oh boy was he wrong, the smells had begun to drift over to the guys and Bobby commented on how good they smelt. That was it. Cas decided the three men beside him were too busy to watching the television, they wouldn't notice as he fled. Fortunately Dean was keeping an eye on him, and quick as a shot he jumped over the kitchen counter and ran down the hall. He got the door of the bathroom just as Cas emptied his guts. Unceremoniously Dean kicked the door in, finding Cas in a right state. The angel was curled in the foetal position clutching at his stomach bawling his eyes out. Ugly sobs ripped out of Cas' chest.

Den fell to the floor and pulled Cas up into his arms. Cas was all arms and legs he had no strength. Dean put his head in Cas hair inhaling the heavenly scent that is Cas. He kept repeating soothing words, ensuring him that everything was going to be okay. After a while Cas' breath seemed to even out and he managed to stop sobbing, however he did occasionally hiccup and tears were still flowing freely. Dean decided that for the best place for Cas would be bed, he really was not in any fit state to be outside of the bedroom he needed to settle down and talk to Dean, but Dean had to finish cooking Tea and tell the others what happened and that he couldn't keep them company for a while.

Lucky for him Sam was waiting outside the bathroom door, so as Dean emerged with a limp weeping Cas in his arms Sam just nodded and told him he could explain and that he wasn't to worry about the food they could sort it out abit later.

Dean layed Cas down and efficiently stripped him down to his boxers, he did the same to his clothes and curled in behind him. Cas whined and snuggled in closer. Dean tangled his legs in between Cas'. "Cas? what's up man? Its not like you to get sick.. is this some kind of angels disease?" Dean mentally cursed himself angels didn't get diseases Cas had reminded him of that fact many times now. Cas didn't respond, all he did was sob silently. Deep down Dean knew exactly what was eating away at Cas but he just wanted him to say it.
Knowing he wasn't going to get a single word out of Cas until his mood changed Dean decided to make an executive decision.
Rolling Cas onto his back the larger man straddled him and began peppering kisses all over his torso. Dean looked into Cas' eyes the whole time and recognized the carnal longing that sparkled in his marine blue eyes. Once dean had sufficiently aroused Cas, he sat back gently rocking on his hips. "Cas you know i love you right?" It took Cas a moment to suppress his urges to fuck his fiancee right into next week. But his reply lacked any real emotion he just simply nodded. So, Dean stopped with the thrusting and just sat, slumped his shoulders and looked as wounded as possible. Of course Dean knew that Cas knew he loved him and he also knew that Cas loved him but to get any where he was going to need Castiel to actually open his angelic mouth and utter a few simple words. Dean squeezed Cas' legs with his own. "y-yes, Dean-" Cas muttered meekly. Dean rewarded Cas' little confession by continuing with the rocking of his hips, he also began seductively peppering kisses all over Cas' torso. Cas ran his hands through Dean's hair occasionally tugging. If they were not careful they would end up getting distracted which would be both a good and a bad thing. At least Cas would feel better after, unfortunately they would be no closer to Cas admitting what the prolem is.

Eventually Dean lent back breathing heavily and asked another question. "Why are you sick Cas? " Again Cas shrugged and Dean shuffled back slightly. Cas sighed and gave in, "m'not. It's this." And he gestured around the room. Dean was pleased Cas was finally opening up but it was hardly descriptive. So staying where he was Dean raised his eyebrows, "Care to explain with a little more detail man. You could just not like the decoration but i doubt that, i think i'd know by now." That made Cas crack a smile, Dean was referring to the many motels Cas refused to stay in because the awful wallpaper made him feel sick.

Looking away, scratching the side of his head as if he was ashamed of the words about to leave his lips. Cas told Dean what was wrong. "Dean i am not sick. i was sick. I cried. There is nothing wrong with me... I just was overwhelmed. I do not want Haniel to remove my grace Dean." Cas hesitated before carrying on, "To remove my grace is to take my wings Dean, No more angel mojo, I cant heal you after a hunt. I cant magic us into a field in the middle of nowhere, Dean without my grace there will be so much of me missing. I may not remember the time we finished a hunt and gave each other back rubs or the days we spent together doing simply nothing, or that time i sat and watched cartoons with you for three hours non stop. Dean i'm scared i'll forget you and run away." Cas was becoming hysterical, but the next bit he whispered. " Or you will stop loving me."

Finally! Dean let out a breath he didn't know he was holding and laughed. "Finally!" Cas was not amused, "Dean i just told you what was wrong and your laughing at me." Realizing that's Cas was most likely hurt by his innocent gesture. "look feathers, i knew all along what was on your mind. From the moment you did this-" And he gestured to his body. " I knew what was wrong Cas, okay i didn't think it would get this bad but I'm not in love with your grace sil-Cas i'm in love with the way your eyes sparkle. You are always there for me when i need you, You are my angel, wings or no and i am your hunter, your protector. I want to marry you! I'm serious about that it wasnt just one of those, in the heat of the moment things, I've wanted to ask you since before you left but i never got the chance."

Cas looked dumbfounded. "Before you Cas i was only ever committed to one person and that was lisa and even then it was more for Ben's sake. I refuse to be like my father. But you Cas, are different. We have been through so much, I've only just got you back, i am not letting you go now."

A single tear slid down Dean's nose and landed in Cas' belly button, without realizing it Dean had shuffled forwards. Cas silently weeped. Dean hastily grabbed Cas' hands and pushed them up above his head and kissing him with every ounce of energy left in his body. Their kisses tasted salty as they caught the tears.

All of a sudden Dean pulled Cas to his feet and twirled him around dropping to his knees. Cas though Dean was going to blow him but with a stupid Grin on his face Dean wriggled the ring that was permanently fixed to his right hand off and held it up to Cas. "This is a promise, I'm promising to stay by your side untill we die and even after that. Castiel i will never leave you and i will never stop loving you. I'm going to marry you and the whole world can go fuck itself because i love you!" Cas resumed weeping and he pulled Dean up and swept him into a hug. He had never felt so joyful in his entire life.

Unbeknownst to them Sam had heard it all, and a few tears escaped his eyes. His brother had finally found someone to settle down with.