No Greater Love

Chapter Six

The next week Cas started coughing and sneezing. He didn't feel well at all and Dean felt his forehead and noticed he was burning up.

Sam narrowed his eyebrows at Dean as he leaned over Cas on the couch. "Is he?"

Dean looked up at Sam and nodded. "Extremely."

"I assure you I'm fine." Cas said pulling he blanket up close to his chin. His nose was bright red and his eyes were puffy and red.

"I thought angels don't get sick." Sam asked seriously.

"Sam. I don't have my grace. I'm practically human." Cas replied.

Dean sat next to Cas and pulled him into him. Cas rested against Dean's chest and nuzzled into his underarm. Dean ran his fingers through his hair and Cas began to close his eyes.

"But you flew in here like you had ur mojo back a couple days ago?" Dean asked him as he kissed the top of his head.

"I stole someone's. I don't have my full grace back. I don't even know who has it. And to be honest...is it bad that I don't want it back?" He lifted his head to look at him.

"Why Cas?" He said still running his fingers through his hair, gently racking his finger nails against his scalp.

"I want to be human. I want to feel what you feel. I want to feel you and all those pleasurable feelings when we make love. Your touch. Your kiss. As an angel I...I don't get to experience any of that."

"Cas...you gave up your wings didn't you?"

Cas let his eyes fall to look at the empty couch seat next to them. "I killed Hanna and stole her grace to get back."

Dean and Sam's eyes widened in surprise but a part of them wasn't surprised. Cas looked up at Dean again, shivering from the chills he was getting. "I wanted to get back to you baby. I couldn't trust that they would actually protect you in whatever is coming. I needed to protect you."

He started coughing and Dean pulled him close against his chest. "Alright alright. I love you baby. But you can't protect me being sick. Rest." Dean pushed his hair back off his forehead and kissed him there. He was clammy and sweaty but his body was hot to the touch.

"I'm gonna go pick up some chicken soup and aspirin from the store." Sam said.

"Good idea. We're out of beer. Pick some up too well you?"

Sam nodded, grabbed his coat off the chair and headed out the door.

Dean rubbed Cas's arm over the soft gray blanket to keep him warm. "Baby lay down. I'll hold you."

Cas nodded, still shivering from the chills and slowly laid down. Dean laid down behind him and wrapped him in his arms. "I don't understand how you humans deal with this. This is miserable."

"It's just a cold Cas. You know you can get comfortable and take this coat off." Dean suggested. But Cas was already asleep at that point. Dean smiled to himself and closed his eyes and drifted into his own dream world. He probably wouldn't take his the coat off anyways. He loved that thing too much.

At the store Sam walked down the aisle that had canned soup and searched for chicken noodle. When he spotted it he grabbed a few cans and put them in the small basket he was carrying. Then he grabbed aspirin and cough medicine as well. As he made his way toward the beer, he spotted Jenny standing there looking at all the different choices of beer.

Sam smiled at the sight of her and approached her. "Hope the beer isn't for you?"

Jenny looked up at Sam and smiled widely when she saw who it was. Her eyes lit up and she raised her eyebrows at him. "Sam. Small world. What brings you here? Shouldn't you be out hunting something or saving someone."