The Sickness Of The Fallen (Destiel Romace)

Chapter 2

"How do you know that?" I asked, looking over at my sleeping friend.

Kevin motioned for me to talk to him in the other room, I nodded, trying to unweave Cas's arm from mine, and gentilly pushed myself off the bed.

Once we were in the hall, Kevin gave me a worried look, "The angel tablet said something about this."

"Well, what did it say?" I asked, happily surprsied we atleast knew what we were taking about.

Kevin saw the smile on my face, and frowned, "It's a sickness that angels who have lost their grace can contract."

"Ok, so what's the cure." I asked.

Kevin looked down at the ground, "that's just it Dean, there is no cure."

I pushed Kevin up agants the wall, no cure? How was that possible? "I won't accept that!" I screamed, but then rmemberd my sleeping friend in the other room and quieted down.

"I don't make the rules, Dean." Kevin said, looking a tad bit afriaid

I losened my grip, "I know." I said, turning away from him and pacing the room, "There has to be a way, there always is a way." I stated.

"Maybe there is." Kevin said, but his voice said different, "if there is I know we will find it."

Kevin walked away, "I'm going to do some reasearch." He said, exiting the room and walking down the hall.

I heared the door start to unlock, "thank god." I said, finally Sam was home, I could use his help.

"Hey Dean." Sam said, pulling the door open and stepping in with a few cans of beer. Once he saw my exspression, his face turned cold, "what happend?" he asked, putting his bags down on the floor.

"Cas, he's sick." I said, a tear sliding past the dam I had put up long ago.

"Where is he!" Sam asked, "how sick?"

"Real sick." I said, "He's in my room, sleeping."Sam walked past me, slipping into the bedroom. Cas's eyes were fully open and I hopped he hadn't heard our entire coversation, I dnd't want him to worry.

"That's not Sam!" Cas said, sitting up and pointing at him.

"Yes it is." Sam said, a frown on his face, "he must be really out of it." Sam said, turing to me.

I srugged, I knew that what Cas was seeing was the angel that was inside of Sam. All of a sudden Sam's eyes turned a bright blue and started to glow. "I told you not to bring him here." The angel stated from within Sam.

"An angel?!" Cas said, a fearful exspression on his face, "how did you take Sam over?"

I looked at Cas, "I let him. Sam was dying, and he wanted to help."

"No, Dean, you don't understand." He said.

"Get him out of here or I will leave Sam's body and he will die." The angel comanded, his eyes locked on Cas.

"No." I said, "I don't think you will leave Sam's body because you are not strong enough either." I said, hopping that what I said rung true.

Gadril looked Cas up and down, "you will pay for this." He stated, his eyes once again glowing blue as Sam returned.

"What happened Cas?" He asked, sitting next to him. Cas looked at Sam for a few moments, stunned before telling his story.

"Can I talk to you a moment?" I asked Sam, he nodded. Once we were out of ear shot I told Sam about what Kevin had said.

Sam left to help Kevin out with reasearch and I went back to Cas. He was again laying down, but as I walked in I noticed blood streaming down his face from his eye.

"Oh my god, Cas!" I called, running to the bedside, "are you alright?" I asked, grabbing a baby whipe and dabbing away the dryed blood, but more still continued to come.

"Dean." He said, grabbing the back of my neck and pulling me in closer to his ear, "Gadril is evil." He whispered.

"Who's Gadril?" I asked, still dabbing away at his pale face.

"The angel that has taken over Sam." Cas looked confused as to why i didn't know his name.

"Gadril? No...that's not what he said his name was..." My voiced trailed off, as I relized that I had been tricked.

"You have to get him out of Sam." Cas said, "now."

"How?" I asked, putting the whipe in the garbage beside the bed.

"There are siduals that can allow you to talk to just Sam for a few moments, tell him of the angel and command him to banish him from his vessil." Cas coughed, grabbing a pen from the side table and drawing a sighn on my hand.

"Ok." I said, standing up and walking out of the room, looking back at Cas once again. He was already alsleep.

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