I'll Be There For You [Destiel]

Love & Tattoos

I squeezed my eyes shut as I felt the needle began to make art on my chest. I heard Dean gasp slightly as I clenched his hand with mine.

"Woah, Cas, you have to be relaxed, it won't hurt as much." Dean 'soothed'. I took a deep breath and tried to relax. Mission failed. I began to think about Madi. She was getting her tattoo done in the other room right on her arm.. How was she not screaming. After what felt like a thousand +1 years, the tattoo was finally completed. I stood up and looked in the mirror. God, my chest was red. I ran my hand over it and winced.

"It stings." I said, breathlessly.

"Better than having a demon inside you." Dean scoffed. I furrowed my eyebrows and walked into the next room where Madi, John, and Sam were. Madi didn't look like she was in pain or anything. John stood up and made his way towards Dean.

"Can I talk to you two for a minute?" He asked. We both nodded, afraid of what he was going to say next. We walked outside the parlor, the cold wind biting as my bare arms.

"What is it?" Dean asked, face hardening.

"Madi already has an anti-possession tattoo. She said something about an angel but I don't know anything else because she just started crying. Did you know about this, Castiel?" John stated, looking at me. I swallowed and tried to find my words.

"She told Dean and I about a week ago that she had an angel inside her but I didn't know about the tattoo." My mind began to wander as Dean and John began talking about the angel. Madi knew that she had the tattoo after the angel left her body, why didn't she tell me..? I walked back into the shop and motioned for Madi to come talk to me. Sam went to get up but I pointed back to the chair.

"I take it he told you.." She said, lip quivering slightly.

"Yeah, he did. I would've rather heard it from you though." I said softly, trying not to overreact.

"Sorry.. I just didn't know what you would say." She looked down.

"Kind of like with the whole angel inside you thing? When will you realize that I'm not going to flip out on you. I'm not dad, I'm not going to call you names or make you feel like crap. Okay?" I said through gritted teeth. I took a deep breath and placed two fingers on her chin and brought her head up to look at me.

"You act like him sometimes.." Madi whispered. My heart sunk. It felt like she had just shot my right through the heart.

"How?" I could barely get the words out.

"You pick your favorite person or thing over your own blood like dad used to. You overreact over every little thing like he used to. You're turning into a spitting image of him!" She yelled and shoved me into the wall before going back to sit with Sam. I stumbled a bit trying to get back up. My vision was blurred with tears. I pushed the door open and bolted down the street. I had no idea where I was going but I couldn't be there for another second.

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I heard the bell of the door ring and looked over to see Cas running out, crying. I mumbled sorry to my dad before running after him.

"Cas! Wait!" I yelled as I neared the distressed man.

"I can't do this, Dean." Cas said, turning to me.

"You can't do what..?" I asked, worry taking over my body.

"Madi.. She hates me, I think. She called me a spitting image of my father. Is that what she sees me as, a crazy drunk that beats his children? She told me that I yell a lot and overreact. Yeah, I tend to do that but never intentionally. Dean, my whole family is being ripped away from me and.. And.." He stopped and bowed his head, tears flooding down his cheeks. I pulled him into a hug, tears making my shoulder and neck wet.

"Don't worry, babe. You're nothing like him. You might yell and get a little hotheaded at times but you've been in a bad place for the past week and a half." I said, trying to comfort him. He picked his head up.

"She also said that I care about you more than her." He whispered, tears continuing to stream down his face.

"That's not true, she's your whole world and I'm just your boyfriend. Why would she think that?" I shook my head, confused. Something's not right with that girl.

"I'm not sure.."

(Sorry for the short chapter, this was sort of just a filler. Um, you have no idea how proud I am of the outcome of this story! I love reading your comments and suggestions, they're amazing. If I use your suggestion, I'll give you credit, don't worry. Welp, I'm gonna go make a sims family of me and Dean Winchester. I LOVE YOU ALL <3 c;)