I Have Loved This

Chapter Two

"J.N. they are initials of someone at the very heart of a criminal web. A criminal wed with a thousand or so threads and he knows exactly how each one of them dances," Dean said whilst trying to put his pants on.

The group stood in a state of utter confusion. He? Who was 'He'? Did they know who Dean was talking about or was Dean just babbleing on and on about something he just made up?

Gabriel was first to speak up, " Who is 'he'?"

"James 'Jimmy' Sebastian Novek," Dean stated in a monotone voice. "The one person that can make my stomach turn. Not Clarence Peabody, Jekkerson Bently or Eliza Reeves. Jimmy Novek is a sick and cruel indevidual."

"You seem to have known him in the past," Crowley spoke.

"Not him per-say, but I knew his twin brother," Dean said looking at the floor.

"And that would be?" Balthazar questioned.

"Castiel Demitri Novek."

"Cas, is what he called him. And dear old Dean-y boy was head over heels in love with him," Sam said to him and the group. "Never got over him, he used to say he was going to marry that boy some day. But when he was seventeen he moved away to London, England and hasn't heard from him since. You know what, Dean even bought the boy a promise ring with 'Forever' engraved on it and a little diamond in it. Looks like forever ended very quickly."

Dean began tearing up at the thought of Cas, he quickly but on his shirt and suit jacket and located the nearest exist.

"What's wrong Dean? A little chocked up?"

"Samuel Jared Winchester, if you utter another word I'm going to wring your neck," Dean said with his voice cracking at the very end of 'neck'.

Dean quickly exited the room through a workers passage and finally broke. He sobbed like he was just told he had three weeks to live. But in a way this was like that. Going after Jimmy Novek was a suicide mission in its self, and the thought that he might just have to enteract with Cas again was like someone just stabbed him in the heart and was slowly twisting the knife around to make his death slow and painful. Nothing in this world or the next would be able to heal him, and nothing could fix the gaping hole that Castiel had left in Dean.

Everything came to a stand still when he noticed one of the secret service men was standing right I'm front of him, looking directly at him.

"Mr. Winchester is every thing all right? Is there anything I can do for you to help?" He asked.

"No Sir. be on your way," Dean barrieled past the man and continued his way outside.

Once he reached the outside Dean made a beeline for his beloved impala. His father had givin it to him after Castiel left in an affort to make things better for him, but it never did. He'd drive to Cas' house and park the car outfront and sit there for hours on end wondering what Cas was doing at that very moment. Eventually a family moved in the house, Milton was their last name. They had a daughter just a year younger than him, Anna. The pair quickly became friends, Anna always asked why Dean would sit out front her house for hours but he always refused to answer her question. But their friendship quickly ended two months before Dean's nineteenth birthday when Anna became the victium of a hit and run that ended in her death.

As he sat in the car, the battle that was holding all of thoughts emotions inside him finally shattered into a million peices and the only word to cross his mind was a name. Castiel. The only person he had ever trully loved.

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After an hour of sobbing he managed to fall asleep, only to be woken up by Sam amd Gabriel several hours later.

"Dean?" Sam asked quietly, terrified of his brothers reaction.