Special Sauce (Destiel)

Chapter Sixteen

Sam hung up the phone. "We have a name," he said, as he turned to his brother. "Andrew Kokoraleis, I'll do some research". Dean stopped him, and pulled Sam's laptop towards himself. 
"No, I'm the Man in Havana, remember?" Dean said, and Sam rolled his eyes. "I'll find out who this asshole is". Sam nodded, and Castiel smiled. 

It didn't take long. Andrew Kokoraleis. "He was a serial killer - eighteen people. In two years," he swallowed. Sam sighed. "They caught him in 1982, and executed him in 1999. Violent death - check". Dean read another line, and gave a halfhearted laugh. "And was part of a satanic cult called 'The Rippers'. Figures". 

"That's awful," Cas said, and Dean looked up at him.
"What about you? Anything on the angel?" Cas nodded, and sighed. 
"His name is Raguel, and considered the angel of justice," Cas looked away from them both. "I... I took care of it". Sam frowned. 
"We said we were gonna take care of it together, Cas," he said, "Teamwork, remember?"

"He came to me," he explained. He still didn't look at them. "I recognised his grace immediately, from the crime scene. He figured that, since I have... fallen, I would approve of his actions". Dean took his hand, under the table. "He explained that the victim was unholy, and he chose him to be slaughtered. The ghost killed him, and the demon tortures their soul. He felt that the victim deserved his fate". 
"What about you? What do you feel?"
"I did not agree," he said, and looked at them. "He is dead". Dean squeezed his hand. 
"You did the right thing, Cas," he said. The angel clenched his jaw and nodded. The air was silent, and thick. 

"Alright," Dean said, and looked at Sam. "You know the drill, boys. Salt and burn," he smiled, and Sam nodded. Cas let go of his hand, and stood up. Dean was still sitting. Sam was standing at the doorway, keys in his hand. Cas looked at him, and Sam swallowed. 
"I'll see you in the car," he said, and walked out. Cas looked back at Dean, and put a hand on his jaw. 
"Be careful," Dean said, his cheek moving his Cas' hand. "Watch out for yourself, and Sammy". Cas nodded, and ran his hand through Dean's hair. 
"I will be careful. I love you, Dean," he said, and Dean pulled out of his hand with a laugh. 
"Alright, you sap. Get going," he smiled. Cas nodded, and followed Sam.

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Dean couldn't breathe, his heart was breathing too fast and his legs were moving too slow. 

He need to get to his phone.

"Not now," he groaned low and pained. He didn't know when Sam and Cas were getting back. He rubbed a hand over his engorged stomach and let out a controlled breath. "Please".

He could feel them moving. That couldn't be normal, right? He felt another contraction coming on, and collapsed into the lounge. "Gabriel," he managed, and felt relieved at the resulting rush of wings.
"Hey kid, what's- oh fuck!"
"Help," Dean grunted, his pride overtaken by his pain. He groaned again.
"Hey, hey, hey," Gabriel rushed over to him and knelt in front of him. "Breathe". His voice was soothing, and Dean couldn't help but feel safer.
"Cas," he forced out, and Gabriel nodded. 
"I'll be back," he started, but Dean groaned again. "Hey!" he made him look at him. "I will be back". He vanished.

A/N: I'm sorry but I'm not sorry for leaving it there

Do you think he'll be back ??

Btw Andrew Kokoraleis is real, and those facts are legitimate 

@Sam_computer_water