Supernatural randomness

Destiel: It's Just Allergies...Or a Cold...Or Flu

For the past couple days, Dean has been very sniffly. Whenever Sam would ask about it, he would just claim that it was allergies. That is until he woke up one morning with a cough, headache, exhaustion, and chills.

"Just allergies, huh?" Sam said folding his arms, giving his brother a smug look.

"Shut up, b**ch." Dean grumbled.

Next comes a string of coughing and hacking.

"But seriously, how are you feeling?" Sam asked sitting on the edge of his brother's bed.

"Not too bad, I think it's just a cold. I'll just take it easy for a couple days." Dean replied before blowing his nose.

"Do you think you'll be okay while I go help Bobby with something?" asked Sam.

"Yeah, go on, I'll be fine." Dean said waving his brother off.

Sam gathers a few things then grabs the keys to the Impala.

"If you need anything, just call me. Or call Cas, I'm sure he could get here faster." Sam said, standing halfway out the door.

"Just go already! I'll be fine, I don't need a freaking babysitter!" Dean told his brother grumpily.

"And if anything happens to my car, I'll kick your a**." he threatened while coughing.

After Sam left, Dean lets his exhaustion overtake him and falls into a restless sleep.

He was surrounded by nothingness, trapped in a black abyss. All he could hear was the sound of his breathing, and the loud thumping of his heart.

"SAM!....BOBBY!....CAS!! Where are you!" Dean called out growing anxious.

Then the deafening silence is interrupted by the snarling and growling of h*llhounds. Then he finds himself in a plane high above the clouds during a monstrous storm. His two greatest fears were combined into one horrific scenario.

"Get away from me!" Dean shouted at the creatures.

With nowhere to run in the confined space, the h*llhounds tackle him and begin to rip him apart; all while the plane starts to go down with its engine on fire.

"CAS!!! CAS, HELP ME!!! CAS, PLEASE I NEED YOU!!!!!" Dean screamed and cried.

Then, Dean slowly blinks awake after what seemed like an eternity. His vision was blurry and unfocused, he couldn't make out the figure hovering above him. Cause he didn't know who it was, Dean became fearful.

"Dean, don't be afraid, it's me." said the figure, with an all too familiar voice.

Realizing that it was just Castiel, the hunter relaxes. If he Dean wasn't so delirious, the angel would find the redness of his nose quite adorable.

"You don't look well, let me take your temperature." Castiel said looking into his fever-bright green eyes.

He grabs the thermometer and takes his temperature. During that time, Dean had dozed off again.

"Oh my...that can't be good." Castiel said reading the thermometer's results.

Worried, the angel takes out his phone and calls Sam.

"Yeah, Cas." Sam said answering the phone.

"Sam, is a fever of 102.6 degrees dangerous?" Castiel asked, concern evident in his voice.

"Well, it is pretty bad, but it's not life threatening." replied Sam.

"Is Dean really that sick? Cause he was fine when I left." Sam asked.

"Yeah, I came because he called out to me in his sleep, and when he woke up, he didn't recognize me at first. He looks so awful and miserable, what should I do?" replied Castiel.

"Just monitor his fever and make sure he stays hydrated. If his fever goes above 103, take him to the hospital." Sam explained.

"Alright, I'll do my best." Castiel said before hanging up.

He goes back to sitting next to Dean, and gently caresses his head and cheek.

"C-Cas...you still there?" Dean asked.

"Yes, Dean, I'm right here." Castiel said running his fingers through his hair.

"Cas...I...I don't feel good." whimpered Dean.

"Then, you should have medicine. I'll go get it." Castiel said.

The angel helps the hunter take some medicine, then tucks him back in and makes sure he's comfortable.

"You're gonna stay, aren't you? Please stay, I don't want to be alone." Dean begged weakly.

"Of course, Dean. I'm not leaving with you ill like this. I care about you very much, I will not leave your side for anything." Castiel told him.

"I care about you too, in fact I'm insanely in love with you." Dean said dozing off.

Castiel smiles and kisses Dean's forehead.

"I love you too." Castiel whispered as Dean fell asleep.

Castiel took care of Dean, even after Sam had returned. After Dean got better, him and Castiel started dating.