Not a saviour [destiel]

chapter 10

we had a nice little chapter back there. But sorry guys, thats not going to happen again. I just want to say this book is turning out into nothing what i suspected. I love you all. 

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Cas was woken up to a loud thud that seemed to shake the walls. 

Jumping up and opening his eyes he found himself looking at a drunken Sammy that seemed like he could barely stand up straight. The door had slammed into the wall left a little chip in the dark green paint. 

"Sam?" Castiel asked, his voice chipped. Sam looked at Castiel, which seemed to cause a light to flare in Sam's eyes when he looked at Cas.

Marching over he loomed over Castiel who was laying on the bed. "Cas.." He slurred. 

Castiel slid off the bed so he stood next to Sam. Sam sneered at him.

"It's all your fault." Sam yelled at Castiel's face, shoving his shoulder lightly. "It's your fault that Dean is Dead." 

Cas felt like something just died inside him. what was Sam saying. It was his fault? The breath caught in Castiel's throat as he stared up at the giant man.

"Sam..... Your  drunk. Let's talk about this when you have a more rational mind." Castiel tried to take sam's arms and steer him toward the bed but Sam wouldn't have any of that. He was angry. That's all Sam could think about was. He was angry at Cas. Dean wouldn't have been dead if it wasn't for Cas. He should have gone with Dean insetad. Maybe then he would be alive. 

Ripping his arm's out of Castiel's gasp he flung his hand back so he slapped Castiel across the face. His hand hit his nose and cheek, leaving his blood to swell and his cheek to bruise.

Cas held his cheek in surprised. "Sam?" Castiel asked. 

"IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!!!" Sam screamed again, shoving Cas back so he fell on the other bed before punching him in the stomach. The innocent smart Sam was gone. The angry, strong Sam was the only one there with Sam and Cas realized he had no way out.

"Sam! Stop!" Castiel screamed. He just wanted it to stop. His insides hurt. everything hurt. His mind. His body. His heart.

Sam continued to punch into castiel, the anger flamed into his veins, making him almost unstoppable. He couldn't stop. Punching the one responsible for his brothers death seemed to release the tight tension deep inside him. Each lift of his arm. every breath he forced out of himself. It felt wonderful. 

"Sammy!" a voice screamed. Sam could barely hear it through his anger and hatred. "Sammy stop!"

Castiel screamed in pain when Sam hit his hip. Blood ran down his face and stained his clothes. Pain surrounded Castiels mind. He was drowning in it. 

"Sammy!" The voice screamed again. That voice seemed to somehow get through to Sam and his arm hesitated as He looked down at the broken and bleeding Castiel.

"Sammy!" The voice screamed again. 

Sam turned around to see Dean and he was frozen on the spot. "Dean?" Sam asked, his voice sounding like the child that Dean raised. "Dean? H... How?" He asked.

"How could you Sammy?" Was all Dean said. "I thought i raised you into a better person!" Dean screamed at Sam, Tears of anger of sadness flowing down his cheeks.

Sam just looked at Dean in shock. 

"You can't go around and blame other people for our problems! That's not how it works! How could you!!" Dean screamed. Then, without realizing it, Dean pulled back his arm and punched Sam right in the jaw. He wasn't completely sure how he managed to hit Sam with that much power. The power of an angry ghost he guessed.

Sam now laid on the floor knocked out, some blood trickling down his mouth. Dean didn't bother to worry about his brother at the moment and ran to the broken Cas that lay on the bed. Castiel looked up at Dean before closing his eyes.

"Cas!' Dean screamed. Nothing.

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I was thinking about being mean and ending it right there but i wont do that to you. I wont be another Steven Moffat. So, i hope you enjoy this added on chapter. Love you all. 

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I opened my eyes to see a blinding light. I tried to move my hand to block it up but ended up just having pain travel up my arm like a sharp bite. I closed my eyes to block out the light, leaving it to just make my eye lids a dark pink to my eyes.

"Dean!" i cried. My voice came out as a choked gurgle. 

Everything hurt. What happened. I remember a drunk Sam coming in the room and then..... Oh yes, He beat the crap out of me. But why? Everything cam flooding back and tears chocked me as the threatened to spill by what Sam said. It was my fault. It was my fault Dean was dead. Oh god. He was right.

A shadow appeared over my eye lids and i looked up to see a smiling nurse.

"Hello sugar. Your in the Saint Bartholomew's Hospitol. Youv'e been here for three days." she said as she looked at the wires that are hooked up to my arm and moved them around.

"Um... what happened to me' i asked, my voice just a shallow whisper.

"Honey, you got mugged in your hotel room. You have two cracked ribs and a broken wrist, a fractured nose and bruises all over your body. They never found out who did it because he took off but the're trying to find him."

I shook my head. "No. Don't find him. I wont pull any charges." i said. She looked down at me, disapproval clear as a bell on her delicate features. 

"Are you sure?" she asked. I nodded my head which just ended up with a pounding in my head to bang againt my skull. 

"Okay, well i'm going to give you something that will help you sleep." she whispered as the world started to fade.

i didn't answer as i fell into a deep abyss.

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Dean was invisable to the world as we watched Castiel sleep. He couldn't believe that Sam could do something like that. Hurt Castiel and blame him for Deans death. It wasn't even close to Castiel's fault. Castiel was about to die but dean jumped infront of the monster. He couldn't bare to see castiel die. He was too important to the world.

castiel groaned in his sleep, his eyes shifting beneath his eye lids. 

Dean looked around to make sure no one was in the room before he revealed himself and went to stand beside castiel and put his hand and Castiel's cheek.

"Cas. It's okay. It's okay." Dean whsipered soothingly. Castiel started to settle down in a comfortable sleep. "I'm here. I'm here. I'm not ganna leave you." 

Dean smiled down at castiel. 

"I'm never goingto leave you.'

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sorry about this chapter but you can't realy blame Sam for hating Cas. they were on the same hunt. But i tried to make it cute at the end. well, I'll update again when i have 130 views. i think i'll only have three more chapters at the most in this story but who knows. okay, goodbye my kitties. see you next update. <3

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