Supernatural- a fanfiction

"Dean, I-"

GUYS THIS STORYLINE IS MEANT TO BE VERY CONTINUOUS AND HAVE A LOT OF CHAPTERS. Most likely wont have a set ending.

--Mandi

Castiel's POV:

"...Dean, I-"

I had just finished reading my text out loud. I previously dropped my phone in the toilet. Angels aren't EVER clumsy! Well, aside that, i kept my phone in rice and read the text that said sent. it cut off "love you." It's so urgh. irritating. I really do like dean, although each and every time i try to tell him something like that something happens. Dang it. That sure is something.

Suddenly my newly-repaired phone went off. the familiar Metallica text tone dean set went off. I snatched my phone and my eyes scanned smoothly across the single line of Dean's text. In seconds i was gone.

"CAS!" Dean was very excited to see me here and now.

"What happened?" Asked Sam as he barged into the room. his head was wrapped in bandages, his hair was covered in a hat so they wouldn't stick to his "gorgeous hair". I slid my hand up to my hip and stuck my foot out on a slight angle, stretching my back. and then i remembered; Sam may not remember me. He's had extreme mood swings lately.

"Please- please don't. don't hurt me," i said and cringed, assuming that he couldn't tell who I was and that he could be dangerous.

"Oh, Jesus, Cas. You made it seem like someone would hurt us when we were vulnera...a...able" His deep, rough voice trailed of and he fell over into a deep sleep. Dean smirked. I knew he was laughing on the inside.

"You guys sure are vulnerable," I muttered under my breath.

Dean's face tensed at this. his jaw clenched and said,

"I am not vulnerable."

I rolled my eyes, sighed and threw my head to my upper left corner. When I did that, Dean just about always knew that hI was irritated because I knew what the truth was.

"What?" he said.

I sighed and took a step towards him.

"dean, I-"

Sam woke up. This time he was in a giddy mood.

"HOWDY." He looked from me to dean. his eyes said 'gimme something I'm a puppy' but his mouth said 'lets go throw a squirrel at a cow!'

I sighed and sat on the corner of the bed. Will I ever get to tell Dean that i like him, a little more than a friend? Dean... what? I swear i thought i saw dean staring me down longingly. I was probably just hallucinating.