I'll Be There For You [Destiel]

For The Better

*Dean's POV*

We dropped Madi and Sam off at my dad's house, Cas needed to rest. I looked over at Cas for a minute then back to the road.

"No offence but you look like shit." I said, trying to make him smile. All he did was half smile.

"Seeing Madisyn cry like that killed me. Don't get me wrong, I'll miss him but I won't miss the abuse." He murmured. I shot a look over towards him.

"From what I've heard, he's been nothing but Satan towards you ever since you came out to him. Why would you miss that?!" I snapped.

"You didn't hear me, I said I wouldn't miss the abuse, I would miss the father figure he used to be." He sassed back to me. I breathed out long.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to overreact. I'm not good with death and I usually say what comes to my mind." I looked back to the road, not wanting to argue. "How about we change the subject?"

"What to?" Cas asked, looking towards me. I just shrugged.

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Neither of us said anything, clearly unaware of what to say. The was that he died is what is killing me. Apparently he was stabbed because he got too drunk and picked a fight with one of the bikers. Maybe he should be cremated, it'd be the best option. I dismissed the thought of burning my father and putting him into a jar. Dean pulled into the driveway and got out. I opened the car door a minute after he got out, needing to clear my head. I closed the door and made my way inside the house.

"Dean..?" I asked, watching as he stared at the corner intently.

"You're not real." Dean said coldly towards the wall. It was dark, how could he see anything. I looked over towards what he was looking at. I saw the shadow of a man with bright yellow eyes.

"Dean, you know that's not true. This is your second time meeting me and you're still denying my existence." He said, cocking his head.

"Because you're not. Demons are not real." He barked. Demons..? Just as he finished saying that, the man vanished.

"What does he mean the second time meeting him? Who was that, Dean?" I asked. He shot a glare towards me.

"He's no one, don't worry about it." He demanded before walking into the bathroom. I stood there for a few seconds in confusion but headed toward our room, putting on sweatpants and taking off my shirt. I let a few tears fall from my eyes. It was normal to cry at a thing like this, my father was murdered. I heard Dean's voice. I began to eavesdrop.

"Yes, he's dead but that's not what I called about, dad. I saw him again. No. Yes I'm sure it was him, he had the eyes. Well are you going to look into this? Good. How's Madi doing? Don't worry about it, she'll be better eventually. Okay. Bye." I heard Dean walk towards our room so I stood up from the bed. He walked in and looked at me.

"Madi's still upset but she's sleeping now, that's what my dad said." Dean said. I smiled.

"At least she's getting sleep." I said, acting like I didn't hear his side of the conversation. I walked out to the bathroom, relieved myself, brushed my teeth, and headed back to the bedroom. Dean had his back turned towards me as he took off his shirt. His back muscles made me smile and blush but I brushed it away. I walked over to the bed and got under the covers.

"What, no goodnight kiss?" Dean said, pouting. I rolled onto my side and looked at him.

"I guess you can get one." I smiled, puckering my lips slightly. He leaned over and planted his lips to mine. We moved our lips in sync for a few minutes before breaking it off. "Night Dean, love you." I said without hesitation.

"Love you, too, Cas." He replied, wrapping his arms around me.

(Two updates in one day, woaaahhh. Anyway, I didn't know how Cas should act towards his father's death and I wanted more supernatural stuffs so I added in the yellow eyed prick. Who else is watching The Walking Dead tonight? Ahh, I'm excited. Anywho, thank you for still reading, I'll try to update this week, depends on how busy I am. I LOVE YOU ALL!! <3 c; )