Broken Hatred- destiel•

Chapter One.

'It was approximately the 24th of January, 1979 the time i first laid eyes on Dean Winchester; the time was 5:23 in the a.m. I remember my fathers voice ringing through my ears saying my brother, Michaels vessel was just brought to life. I couldn't stand the excitement rushing through my body, it was one of the only few emotions i hid from my father. So what did i do to see him, you ask? I grabbed my vessel and was off to the hospital, unseen by the family i stood In the corner and seen him in Mary newlywed Winchester's arms. He was surely a blessing, one that i had the honors of watching over. When Dean went to hell, and my father gave me orders to save him i was willing to risk everything for him. Even if it was myself, Dean deserved to live even if he wasn't Michael's vessel.
The day i seen that I succeeded with my mission of getting him from hell was roughly one of the best days of my life, other than finally making contact with him. when i touched down to earth and finally seen the beautiful boy as well as touch him, it was my heaven. He made me feel something i never expected to feel, in my whole lifetime-. '
"Castiel?" Deans voice rang through my head as I dropped the pencil in the palm of my hand, He was calling for me. Did he know i was writing about him? Of course not. Without another thought i snapped myself into his location, which was of course a- excuse my language but 'shitty' motel room.
"Dean," I greeted him with a nod as i wiped my sweaty palms on the outsides of my trench-coat. "Sam." i then greeted his moose of a brother.
"We need your help." Sam spoke in a sweet manner as i cleared the lump in my throat.
"id be happy to help!" i smiled at dean and walked next to him placing my hands in the pockets of my coat, "what is it you need help with?" my smile quickly faded as i seen how unamused the boys were with me.
"This case, we need you to check this out and tell me if you see anything unusual." Dean said hitting my chest with a newspaper as i gripped it with my arms. Was this seriously why they called me down? To check out a newspaper?
"Doesn't it sound strange? 4 people mysteriously killing their whole family and then themselves?" Sam asked as Dean scoffed.
"They're all in different towns, theres no way theres a case there, theres just a couple of people that should have been checked into the looney bin." Dean said rubbing the back of his neck, he looked extremely attractive. I tried to shake my thoughts from sinful things, this was very unholy of me.
"Earth to Castiel?" Dean said eyeballing me rudely as he snapped in my nose.
"uh-um, Im sorry. Dean, Sam is right, it's unusual, and although its in different towns it could be attacking the whole state of Michigan." I spoke looking at him with careful eyes.
"I don't know, maybe you guys are right, and to be honest, i don't really care." Dean roared through the room as i jumped back slightly startled. It was clear to me that Dean was in fact stressed out.
"Dean, why are you so angry?" i asked as he walked up to me gripping my arms as I could smell the reeking scent of Jack Daniels and mint gum on his breath.
"Don't ask stupid questions, Cas." He smiled anger filled as he pushed me slightly. It was odd, that slightly turned me on, but we aren't here to talk about that.
"And we've talked about personal space, Dean. remember?" i said sassily to get a reaction out of him, i so desperately wanted him to pin me hard against the wall and do such sinful, unholy things my father would disown me for even thinking about.
"That attitude wont get you anywhere." Dean smirked as he backed off me, I knew he wasn't into me. He's made that clear on my other attempts to get with him. he just likes to make me think he does. He's been doing it for quite some time now, like I'm a game to him.
"Looks like it's got me somewhere." I said clearing my throat once i finished my sentence.
"Will you two quit." Sam spat at the both of us angrily, I nodded and raised my eyebrows darting all my attention to Sam.
"Well, if you two don't mind i was kind of busy, you know. Before you called me down here." i said pretending that i didn't want to be there, because i did i really did, I just enjoyed the thought of Dean needing me for something. Even if it wasn't relevant.
"What were you doing? If you don't mind me asking." Dean smiled crossing his arms as i rolled my eyes.
"Something way more important than looking over a newspaper, its none of your business, Dean." I said before snapping out of the room.
I knew he would call again, he always does after i leave unexpected. I don't know why i did what i had to, for him anyways. I never wanted to leave him, but if i keep getting more and more attached to this human, i wont be able to go on without him. I don't want that, as ironically heart wrenching this sounds, I wish i could stop thinking about Dean Winchester. I wish i wasn't- what the humans would say, 'head over heals' for this man.  But sadly thats not the case, i show emotion for him, I care for him, I watch over him, and most of all, I love him.