Angels Among Us *A Destiel high school story*

#14 Castiel's POV

"Hello, Dean.", I say, looking up.

He is sitting right across from me in the booth, arms folded, and there is a confused expression on his face.

"What the hell, Cas?! What just happened back there?!"

I knew he would be angry, but it just had to be done.

I sigh, wishing I had another burger to eat.

Greasy papers are scattered around me, some even landed in my lap.

I brush them onto the floor.

"I had to, Dean. I needed to make sure that you were safe. That she had not killed you. I am sorry."

He nods, but I see fresh tears glisten in his eyes.

I do not know what to say next, being that most of -no ALL of this- is MY fault.

"Do you want some pie, before we leave?", I ask, trying to keep my voice steady.

Dean Winchester, is heartbroken and the sight if it makes me regret it all.

Everything I told him, and the things I did.

There was probably a better way to go about things, rather than tell him that his girlfriend and soon-to-be fiancée is supposed gonna be the victim of a very serious demonic possession.

But, I was not thinking at the time.

I only thought of Dean, and how much I wanted him.

It seemed like the best option, the only option.

So, why then do I feel so awful?

He shakes his head, a few tears slowly fall down his cheeks.

"No Cas, I think you should take me back home."

I nod reluctantly and stand grabbing his hand.

His ski is cold and pain, almost like he is dead.

Maybe, he is.

After all, I did ruin the one thing he loved.

"Okay. I am truly sorry, Dean. I wish it did not have to be this way."

He does not respond just gets up, still holding onto me.

In any other aspect, this would make my heart flutter, but it only now makes me feel even more miserable.

We disappear in a flash of bright white light again, reappearing in his room.

I hear Sam downstairs talking to someone and the sound of someone laughing.

I imagine that, being Dean and I.

Talking and laughing together.

Not a worry in the world.

The thought brings tears to my eyes, I quickly wipe them away.

Since coming to earth, I have been experiencing more and more of these so-called 'human emotions'.

I sigh, taking one last look at Dean, as he sits on his bed, eyes red from crying.

Maybe, it is time that I go home.

With that, I fly off, back to Gabe's.

"Cassie!", he says, wrapping me in a tight hug.

"Where have you been?"

I do not reply at first, just stare at him, vaguely.

"Cassie? Is something wrong?"

All I do is nod, before the tirade of tears I have been holding back, breaks through.

He catches me in his arms as I start to fall towards the floor.

"Whoa, careful! What happened?!"

I swallow, willing myself to stop crying in front of my brother.

"I-I did something awful, Gabriel. I ruined any chance of ever even being Dean's friend again. I-I lied to him! Why?! Why was I so stupid?!"

He sighs, gently rubbing my back in slow circles.

"Shhh, it's okay now, Cassie. Tell me what happened."

I nod, bracing myself for his reaction.

"YOU WHAT?!", my brother shrieks, staring sternly at me.

"I told Dean that his girlfriend was going to be possessed by a demon and that there was nothing he could do. Than, I used some of my grace to make it seem like she was cracking under the pressure. I did not know that he would take it that hard, nor did I think of what the overall consequence would be. It is okay if you want to send me back home. Maybe, maybe, I will even go back to Balthazar!"

He shakes his head, face paling.

"Don't even think of saying that, Cassie! He was so mean to you! Do you not remember the to true he put you through?! Do you not remember almost dying that night?! Cause, I do! And, believe me, it's not something I'll ever forget! Whatever you did to Dean, can be fixed with time. But, don't go punishing yourself for feeling what you do. Maybe, something good will come out of this. Maybe, you will realize WHY I try SO hard to protect you, Castiel!"

He stops than, staring at me with a fierce look in his eyes.

I cannot move for the longest time, frozen to the spot.

Finally, I speak.

"How do you know it will be okay? How can you say that to me?! You do not know how I feel! And, you never will!"

He waits for me to finish, before speaking calmly.

"Cause dear brother of mine, the same thing has happened to me."

I wait for some sort of confession, but all he does is disappear from me and vanish into the darkness.

"Gabe?", I ask, eyes darting around the room.

"Gabe, where are you?"

But, all I get for a reply, is the silent darkness around me.