True Love (Destiel Storyline) (Completed)

11. Danger Zone

"Woah. What are you doing?" Dean asked as Cas reached across with two fingers.
"Healing you?"
"I don't want to be healed Cas."
"But..."
"I like it Cas. I live it in fact. Only you could make pain so sexy. I wear them as a badge. To remember what happened."
Cas smiled. "Me too."
There was a knock at the door. "Dean? I'm back."
"Shit."
"Its OK." Cas said calmly and had them both dressed in seconds. He moved to the sofa, put the TV on and sat down.
"Commin' Sammy"
Dean opened the door and moved aside to let Sam in.
"So where have you been?"
"I went to a bar."
"In the middle of the day Sammy?"
"Yes. What happened to you?" Sam asked, addressing the red face- from the slaps.
"Nothing"
"Seriously, you ok?"
"Yeah." He said and moved off to the bathroom.
"Cas? When did you get here?" Sam said, suddenly noticing the angel.
"An hour ago. I was bored. Dean let me watch TV"
"OK. Oh, good job last night by the way"
"Couldn't have done it alone" Cas smiled. "By the way Dean knows. He was annoyed....."
"But he's not now?"
"We.... Talked it over" Cas smiled to himself.
"Ok, good. Hey, what happened to you. Did you two get yourselves in a fight?"
"No? Why would you say that?"
"Well you have a massive cut on your cheek, and Dean looks like he has taken a few beatings"
"Uhhh....Ask Dean" Cas said, knowing he was a terrible lier and would be suspicious.
Sam walked off to the bathroom and knocked. "Are you decent?"
"Yes but-"
Sam barged the door open and gasped. Dean was shirtless-not much if an issue- and was covered in cuts -big issue.
"Right. Tell me right now. What happened to you and Cas??!"
"Nothing"
"Then why are you covered in cuts, and Cas looks like he can't sit without it being painful?"
Dean remembered spanking Cas, and smirked to himself.
"Fine.... We...... Got into a bar fight"
"Really?" Sam sounded disbelieving.
"Yes" Cas supported Dean from the sofa. Sam was right about one thing. It did hurt to sit, but it was kinda nice aswell, it made him remember.
"Which bar?"
"Don't remember. We were both pretty drunk."
"MMMMM sure" Sam whirled around to leave. "Ill meet you by the car in 10"
"OK"

"What the hell is taking them so long?" Sam got out of the car and went back to the room. He stopped at the door. There were noises inside. Grunts and groans, a smash.
He slowly opened the door to find Cas and Dean on top of a figure, pinning it to the floor.
"Min? We killed him"
"Wrong side. His heart is on the other side."
"I don't have the weapon anymore."
"Ugh. That coffee table is pine."
Sam ran over to the table and broke a leg off. "WE NEED SEX BLOOD"
"WHAT?" Dean yelled.
"USE MINE" Cas screamed angrily.
"BUT..."
"JUST TAKE IT!!"
Sam ran over and, while Cas was pinning down an Egyptian god, cut his arm and smothered the makeshift stake in his blood.
"Eat it homophobe" Dean shouted as Sam plundged the leg into Min's heart.
As he lay there, coughing up blue blood he glared at Cas and Dean.
"I know- Abominations- filthy.." He never finished, he died there on the Motel room floor.
"I'll take his body somewhere discreet." Cas said as he disappeared with Min.
"So what was that about?" Sam asked Dean.
"I don't know. Maybe he thought we knew he wasn't dead and we were a threat."
"But how could he have known?"
"I don't know. He's a god"
Dean snapped and walked off to get a beer. He knew why Min had come after them, he was infuriated and embarrassed. Not about what he had done, but because he thought Sam might work it out.