Breakfast was good. Sammy went all out, he made eggs and french toast and hash browns and sausages. I know he only did all this for Gabe, but it was nice anyways. When we all finished, I grab everyone's plates and walk into the kitchen."I'll do these, you guys go hang out in the living room." I call out to them, but I hear someone walk into the kitchen anyways.
"Do you need any help?" Cas asks as he walks up behind me and wraps his arms around my middle.
"No. But you can stay in here if you want." I say and Cas lets go, trying to hop up onto the counter next to the sink.
I laugh a little, walking over to him, and lifting him onto the counter. When I look up at him, I can't help but burst out laughing. He has this adorable pouty face and puppy dog eyes, "What is that face for?" I ask and kiss his pout lightly.
"I could have gotten up on my own....." Cas mumbles and I laugh even more.
"I know Honeybee, I just wanted to help you out." I say and he smiles lightly.
"Really? Honeybee?" Cas asks and I blush lightly.
"Oh, I said that out loud? Sonofa-" I begin to say but am cut off by Cas's lips crashing into mine.
When he pulls back, he is grinning ear to ear. "Number 1: No, no bad words. Number 2: I like it. The nickname, it's cute." Cas says and pecks my lips once more before I go back to finishing the dishes.
When I finish, I turn back to Cas and see him staring off into space. I smile and walk over to him,"Anyone in there?" I ask and pat his knee.
Cas jumps and grabs my hand, staring at me, a hint of fear hidden behind his eyes. I jump also and squeeze his knee again," Cas....baby. Are you ok? Babe." I say and he seems to sort of shake off whatever just happened.
"What? Oh. I'm....fine. Yeah. Let's go out with the...boys." Cas said and hopped off the counter, intertwining our fingers and pulling me out of the kitchen.
I was kind of confused by the latest event but I tried to brush it off for a while, we will talk later. When we walked into the living room, oh what a sight there is. Gabe is on top of Sam, grabbing his shirt and they are heavily making out. After a few uncomfortable moments, I cough unnecessarily loud and Sam instantly pushes Gabe off of him. "Ok. I am not even gonna ask. You guys drop the other night and we won't bring this little session up." I say and Sam nods furiously.
"I wouldn't mind reminiscing upon the moment." Gabe shrugs and Sam pushes him over, shaking his head.
Cas and I laugh lightly and head back to my....our room. I flop onto the bed, face first, expecting another body to fall alongside me. But then nothing happens, I flip over onto my back. I look up and see Cas, his eyes glassy and the look I hate the most on him....sadness. "Cas...whats wrong?" I jump up and rush to his side.
Cas shook his head as tears began to run down his face. "Is this about what happened in the kitchen?" I ask and he nods.
"I just......have been thinking about when you where.....possessed. I am always afraid I am gonna lose you again." Cas whimpered softly as I held him to me.
"Cas. Baby, that is never going to happen again. I swear to you, that only happened because I was stupid and went off by myself. I promise that that will never happen again. Now, will you lay with me?" I ask and he nods lightly.
We lay on the bed and I wrap my arms around him, brushing my fingers up and down his back. Lightly massaging his muscles. I stop my motion and he grabs the front of my shirt," Please. Don't stop." So I continue.
Shortly after, I feel his soft, slow breaths on my neck, so I slide out from under him. I decide to take a shower and think about the whole situation that happened between us earlier. I can't get the look of fear on his face out of my head. His bright blue eyes turning a dismal grey, like storm clouds threatening to pour on a clear day. Oh crap, that rhymed. But as I was thinking, I hate how he worries about me all the time. He is always making sure i have everything i need for a hunt, he makes me breakfast sometimes, he is just amazing to e. Then there I am, like some child getting followed around by an Angel, literally. I feel like I don't deserve him half the time... but he always says I am wrong and we belong together. I always say that I know, but I always have that nagging voice in the back of my head.
I was just about to wash my hair when I heard a scream, making me drop the shampoo bottle and tear the shower curtain open. I quickly wrap a towel around my waist and swing the bathroom door open. I look to the bed and see Cas shaking, curled up in a ball. i rush over to his side and place my hand on his shoulder. I instantly regret it, he twists around and grabs my wrist, his nails digging into my skin. Then he whips me over onto the bed, getting on top of me and pinning me down. "Cas! Castiel! Stop, baby, it's me! It's Dean!" I try and yell but he doesn't hear me.
He only stares in my eyes with a look I can't explain. He looked scared but also mad. But that look quickly left his features as soon as it came. He scrambled off my and huddled at the foot of the bed. His eyes watered and darted around the room, then rested on me. I was looking at him and rubbing the parts of my arms that he held down. "Cas....are you ok?"
