Don't you remember? -A Destiel ff

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"Dean, you ready?" ,Sam was screaming through their bunker. He told his older brother Dean about a case of some nasty witchcraft in Colorado. The case was supposedly very boring for the well-trained hunters. Dean didn't want to go, but the taller one kept telling him it'd be necessary, he was kind of worried. The older Winchester was, according to Sam, kind of weird at the time. He locked himself in his room most of the day and only showed up to get food or some beer.

Sam figured it had something to do with the death of an old friend, but he wasn't quite sure. Dean wasn't really close with Garth, who passed away two weeks before. Of course they were sad and they once liked him, but Garth became a werewolf and they spared him under the condition of promising not to hurt any human. But as expected, he decreased one day. He ate a human heart and therefore a hunter got him tracked and killed him. Normally Dean wouldn't even be sad, because he knew he was a monster and monsters have to be killed, no matter how good you know them.

"Dean! Come on, we've a case! Let's go." Sam tried to get Dean out of his room, but he had called for him for good an hour. Desperately he walks to the door of Deans' room.

"Dean, hey!" He knocked a few times. "Hey, you even in there?" Slightly confused he opened the door just to be staying in the entrance of Deans' room without any sign of Dean himself.
After a few minutes of searching in his room and bathroom he went to search for him in the other parts of the bunker and even in the garage. "Dean! Hey, this isn't funny"

Suddenly a Swoosh-Sound made it into the hall Sam was standing in.
"Hey Sam" A familiar deep voice made Sam turn around, utterly surprised.
"Jesus Christ, Cas!" ,he screamed while having one hand on his chest. Castiel, the mostly confused angel, waited for an explanation of this expression. He didn't expect this kind of greeting.
"Cas! You popped out of nowhere! You scared me to death." Sam explained after he recognized the concerned, but yet confused looks of the angel in front of him.
"Yes. I'm sorry, but it was necessary." ,Castiel tried to explain. "What do you mean with 'It was necessary'? What are you even doing here?" The Winchester with the long hair was completely confused.
"I have to talk to you, Sam." The angel seemed upset. Sam never saw Cas like this. Cas was always the serious one. The one with the face that never shows expression. Today it was different. He had this kind of sad, confused and scared glance in his eyes.

Sam was stuttering. He didn't quite know how to handle this kind of Castiel. Well, literally he didn't know how to handle any kind of Castiel.
"Sure, Cas. Do you want a seat?" He pointed out one of the sofas and Cas' eyes followed the gesture.
"No. I'll just stand." An awkward atmosphere filled the room.
"Right" ,Sam said with a feeling of uncomfortableness.
"So what is it, Cas?"
"You do know Dean, right?"
"Well...Since he's my brother I do know him quite a bit."
"Yeah...right. This was an -umm- stupid question." The black haired shook his head.
"Anyway. You know that I've saved him from hell."
"Yes. I do remember this..."
"But you don't know what happened, when I came to rescue him."
"Yeah, no I don't-...Cas...what is all that? Why are you asking me all this?"
"I'm feeling desperate."
"What? Why? What's wrong with you?"
"I tried to make him remember, but it isn't working."
"What? What do you want who to remember? What are you even talking about?"
"Dean" ,Cas mumbled.
"What is with Dean?"
"We share one soul. We're...how do you humans call it? Soulmates. We're meant for each other and he fell in love with me, when I pulled him out of hell"
"What?! Cas are you drunk?!"
"No! No I'm not!" Cas shook his head.
"I shouldn't have told you this. I shouldn't have come here in the first place. I'm sorry, Sam."
With these sentences Cas put two fingers on Sam's forehead until a light showed up and made the tall one forget everything he talked about with Castiel. This was how Cas leaved Sam. Alone with a little headache and suddenly a ringing phone in his pocket.

The Winchester shook his head, confused. After a while he seemed well enough to answer the call. So he grabbed his cell phone out of the pocket of his blue jeans and read the name of the caller on the display. It was Dean. After a long sigh he pressed on the green button and pushed his phone against his ear.

"Dean?!"
"Sammy" Deans' rough voice went through Sam's ears and he was kind of happy to hear it, although he was angry at him.
"Where the hell are you?!"
"I just went for a walk."
"A walk...?" Sam snickered sarcastically
"You don't do 'walks'."
"Well, but now I do. You said you've found a case?" Dean replied, trying to get out of this conversation.
"Yeah...But I mean...Seriously? You don't want to explain this to me? I mean...How long have you been gone? I didn't even know you left the bunker until now."
"Yeah, Sam...I'm sorry, but" He sighed "I can't tell you right now. You wouldn't understand."
"I wouldn't understand?! Just tell me, Dean!" The younger brother's voice sounded more intense than before.
"It's more complicated than you think it is. But I'll explain it to you...just later. I'm not so sure about this whole thing either, but when I am I'll tell you, I swear."
Sam wasn't happy with this, but he knew he couldn't force Dean to tell it. He would just stick with it and hope that Dean will tell him as soon as he's ready to.

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Hey guys! So I don't know how many people will read this, but I hope I can entertain these that are. I won't add a comment to every chapter, bc it annoys me personally, when I'm reading one, but I'll do it, when something happened or idk. Just enjoy the day/night. :3