Bitten

Babysitters & Heroes

Dean's POV
After Cas had left Bryan and I had just stood in silence for a few seconds.

What was I supposed to do? I've never looked after someone's kid. Especially not my friend's half vampire kid.

"Do you want something to eat, Bryan." I asked him.

He nodded weakly.

He looked really tired.

"Are you still tired, Bryan?" I asked him.

"Can you please not call me Bryan? Only my dad can call me that." He said a bit defensively.

"Sorry. I promise I won't call you that if you don't want me to." I reassured him.

"Thank you." He said calming down again.

"You're welcome." I said.

"I am very hungry, actually." He said.

"Ok." I said and headed into the kitchen.

I opened the fridge and looked for something that the kid could eat. My eyes fell on the pies that Cas had gotten and smiled. He was a really awesome friend.

I picked up the apple pie and got out a plate. I cut a slice of pie and put it on the plate, then I got a fork, and handed the plate to the kid.

"What's this?" The kid asked giving me a confused look.

"It's the best thing you'll ever try in your life!" I said enthusiastically and smiled.

Bryan took a bite of the pie and made a surprised face.

"Oh my god, this is wonderful!" He said and smiled.

I smiled and nodded at him.

He finished the pie and he smiled at me.

"I think you're my new best friend!" He said still smiling.

I smiled.

"So, if I can't call you Bryan, then what can I call you?" I asked him.

"Ben, Benny, or Jimmy. I'm giving you options." He said.

"You look more like a...Jimmy. I'm going to call you Jimmy." I said.

"Jimmy's fine. I like Jimmy. Jimmy's nice." He said with a smile.

"Good. So, what do you want to do?" I asked him.

"I just want to go back to sleep. I'm really tired. I flew for 3 days straight." He said.

I nodded.

"Ok." I said.

"If I don't wake up until 2 in the afternoon today, don't be worried. I may be a vampire but I'm also a child. I'm still developing and growing." He said.

"Ok, I understand." I said.

Cas' POV
WHO THE FUCK DOES THIS GUY THINK HE IS? DOES HE REALLY THINK HE CAN ABUSE MY SON AND GET AWAY WITH IT? OH, HELL NO! IF HE THINK HE CAN GET AWAY WITH THIS, HE'S GOT ANOTHER THING COMING! YOU ABUSE MY SON, YOU GET A VERY FURIOUS VAMPIRE WHO WILL RIP YOUR LUNGS OUT! NO ONE MESSES WITH MY FAMILY OR FRIENDS! ESPECIALLY NOT MY WIFE'S BOYFRIEND!

~a few days later~
(Still Cas' POV)
I arrived at my wife's house and I climbed in through my son's window. As soon as I got in the house, I heard screaming and crying.

"Please, I'm sorry." I heard my wife cry.

Then, I heard a thud against the wall.

I walked out of my son's room. The noise was coming from the master bedroom. I silently made my way towards the master bedroom. I heard my wife cry again. I opened the master bedroom door and I saw my wife. She was all bloody and someone was standing over her with a knife in his hand.

I instantly charged for the man. To say that I was furious was an understatement. I was going to kill this man. No matter what it took. NO ONE HURTS MY FAMILY.

I tackled the man to the ground and started punching him really hard. He threw a couple good punches at me but they didn't hurt that bad.

He guy got up and he charged towards me but before he could do anything to me, I grabbed his arm and slammed him up against the wall.

I narrowed my eyes at him and extended my fangs. He did the same. We both gave each other death glares and growled at each other.

Then, I brought my fist up and punched the guys a lot of times. The guy tried to punch me back but I was quickly than he was. I kicked him hard in the stomach and also kicked him in the head a bunch of times. I was still very furious and I wasn't going to stop until this guy was dead.

I saw the knife on the floor, I grabbed it quickly, and then made deep wounds in the guys wings. Then, I chopped them off. The guy loudly cried out in pain. I didn't care though.

"That's for abusing my family. You don't deserve to live." I said to him.

Then, I stabbed him. He landed with a thud on the floor. The blood started making a puddle on the floor.

My wife was crying and shaking. I walked over to her.

"Come with me. I'll take you somewhere safe." I told her.

I extended my hand to help her up. She looked up at me with bloodshot eyes and took my hand. I helped her up and she instantly hugged me. I hugged her back. She cried into my chest.

"I'm so sorry. I should have never gotten a boyfriend." She cried into my chest.

"Shh, you're safe now." I told her calmingly.

I let her go, picked her up bridal style, and carried her out through the window. She holds onto me tightly and I spread my wings before taking off into the air.

I suddenly started falling in love with my wife again. Sure, she was kind of mean, but she never deserved what that guy did to her. That's just wrong.

I looked down at my wife and she's sound asleep. I noticed that she had a huge scar on her forehead. I needed to wash all the blood off of her and patch her up when we get to my house.

I looked up again because it made me really sad to look at her.