Why not? Destiel & Sam/Jess (high school AU)

Blessings and curses

Dean

My heart stopped. I watched as mike frantically attempted to hold onto cas, give orders to the rest of the group, and run to the motel at the same time. I couldn't move, my legs felt numb. I could t talk. As if seeing my moms ghost was hard enough today, now I have to see the man I love possibly dead. No. No.

"No!" I found myself screaming. Suddenly, as if my legs had a jump start, I sprinted towards cas. "W-what happened?" I asked, my voice shaking.

"We found him in Jo's car, smashed to pieces. Someone hit them, cas he, he's in bad shape." He explained as we made our way to the room.

"Wait jo? She was in the car? Is she okay?" My mind was all over the place. I can not lose cas, and jo is my sister.

"She's unconscious, but it doesn't look to major." I was surprised at how calm mike was. I mean, cas is his brother. How is he not freaking out even more than I am? Then I realized that's the exact reason why he is calm. He had to stay calm in order to help cas. Then I felt like an idiot, and tried to calm myself down, but I took one more look at cas and my heart started racing once again. How could this be happening?

We reached the room and I realized I had forgotten to clean all of the clothes and weapons off the bed. I rushed over and swiped it all off to the side. He placed cas on the bed.

Mike ripped open his shirt and found multiple glass shards stuck in his body. I looked over his body in shear terror.

"Get Anna and Lucifer in here, now." Mike said. It took a moment to absorb what he said, then I started to leave.

All of a sudden, castiels eyes flew open and he gasped for air as if he had been drowning. He looked around, confused. I immediately spun around and ran to his side.

"Cas," I said in a calm voice. He looked around once again.

"Dean," he struggled to say. I shushed him.

"Don't say anything, you need to go back to sleep." I stated. He winced in pain, then shook his head. Anna ran into the room with a large bag. She threw it to the ground and ripped it open.

"Jo," Cas whispered.

"Jo is fine, she will be okay." I promised. Then I realized I hadn't seen her yet. I wasn't sure if I even wanted to. He frantically shook his head.

"No... no, please, go to her. She is..." his sentence was cut off as Anna stuck the needle into her neck and pushed the syringe. He quickly drifted into a deep sleep, mumbling a couple inaudible words.

Mike and Anna began to work on his body while Lucifer handed them what was needed as if it was a surgery bed. They all seemed so experienced.

Overwhelmed with emotions and questions, I got up and left the room. I couldn't stand to see cas like this. I hadn't even noticed then tears falling down my face until I felt the cool breeze blow on my face. I quickly wiped them away, but soon realized it was useless, as they were automatically replaced with new ones.

I sat in the trunk of mikes truck where I had once sat with cas when I was teaching him how to use his first gun. I thought it would help me to calm me down and sort out my thoughts, but instead it made me feel even more sad.

I kept thinking to myself, if sam were here right now, he would know exactly what to say. Sam.. I had almost forgotten. I suddenly felt rage and anger flood my insides. My face turned hot and my fists clenched. I jumped out of the car and started kicking it as hard as I could.

I wasn't strong enough to save my mom, I wasn't strong enough to save Sammy, and I wasn't strong enough to save cas! I ended my fit as my fist broke through the window, pain blocked out by fury. I felt a pair of arms wrap around my body trying to pull me away from the car.

"Dean! Hey hey hey, son!" My dad yelled into my ear. A few more attempted kicks and I gave out. I laid in his arms and cried as he pet my hair. I realized this was the first time my dad had ever actually acted like my dad. My heart slowed down a little and my head became less foggy. "It's gonna be okay." He said. Why was he acting like this? I was confused, but I've never felt this way before.

***

I sat there leaning my back against the car. I hold my legs in my arms and rest my heads on my knees. How did this all happen? I may not have an answer, but I do know that if cas isn't okay, neither will I.

"Dean, I need you to listen to me." My dad says to me. I lift my head slightly and look at him. I was still shocked from before, but I'm sure he's going to be back to being my Sargent rather than my dad in no time.
"I know about you and cas." He says. My heart skips a beat. My eyes go wide and my mouth drops open. I look away, too scared to meet his eyes.

"I don't know what your talking about," I tried.

"Dean, you know what I'm talking about," he says. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. Luckily, before I can say anything dumb, my dad speaks up again. "I've known for a while you know, possibly as soon as you guys started dating." I was shocked, but he didn't seem mad. Not yet, anyways.

"And, your not, ya know. Mad?" I stammered. He sighed and reached his hand into his pocket. He pulled out a crinkled, folded up, old piece of paper. He unfolded it and showed it to me. It was a picture of him, me, Sammy, and mom. Before everything. I took the photo from his hand and examined it closely. I thought this picture was gone. I used to look at it whenever dad wasn't home and Sammy was asleep.

"This was one of the only things I could save from the fire." He let out a huge breath and looked at mom. "Your mom was the most amazing women I ever met. She wanted the best life she possibly could give to you, and I screwed it all up. I defied your moms wishes just for my own revenge, and look where that got me." I looked at him. I have never heard my dad talk about my mom before.

"Sir...?" I started, but stopped. I didn't even know what to say.

"Dean, I know I'm a crappy dad, and I know I don't show it much, but you and Sam, I love you guys more than anything in the world. And I'm so sorry, son, that I've made you think that I wouldn't except you. But I want you to know that no matter what, you will always be my son, and that will never change." I stared at him with wide eyes. Suddenly, I engulfed him the the tightest hug I have ever given my dad, possibly the only one.

That was all I've ever wanted to hear my whole life. I've tried so hard to prove myself, to change myself, to be the best hunter, all of that just for those exact words. My heart filled with relief and joy.

"Thank you." I say into his shoulder. I pull away from him, unable to stop the smile spreading across my face. All of a sudden, a blood curdling scream is heard coming from the motel. The smile is wiped completely from my face as I sprint to the room. The scream had come from Ellen. She is crouched on the side of Jo's unconscious body, holding her hand in hers.

"Ellen? What's wrong?" My dad questions. He seemed panicked.

"She's dead!" She screams between large sobs. "My baby, my jo! She's dead!"