Different Worlds

Wash It Away

It took three days of looking over old pictures for Dean not to try and attack Sam or Cas.

I grown used to waking up to Dean nudging me. He always greeted me with a huge grin. I had a feeling he thought I was dead judging by the way he treated me when I opened my eyes.

He was completely different from when I first got here. It hardly feels like I've been here a week.

I was sitting on Dean's makeshift bed when I heard a low growl. Looking at Dean next to me I follow his gaze to see Cas and Sam on the other side of the cell.

"Its okay they are not going to hurt me." I say all of us quickly realize it was me he was protective of.

Much like always he didn't care for his own life.

Dean huffs and moves closer to me.

"Whats up guys?" I say looking at them.

"I need to go to the store, I thought I would let you take a shower now rather then when I get back."

"Oh alright." I say standing up I almost fall when Dean roughly grabs my wrist.

"Stay." He says firmly.

"I'll be right back."

"I go." He says standing up.

Looking him over I realize the changes in him. His scaly skin is slowly flaking off and he looks more like he has been rolling in mud. There was still a beasty nature to him but I have either gotten used to it or he was getting better. No matter which he could use a little TLC.

"He is coming with me." I say looking at Sam.

"Y/N I don't think that's a good idea. He could hurt himself or you."

"But he won't will you Dean?" I ask smiling down at him.

"No hurt" He says smiling which I return.

It was like talking to a small child but it was better than the grunts and growls.

"It's time we stop treating him like he is an animal. He will stay with me the whole time."

"I don't think it's smart."

"Maybe not but I do. I'm meant to help him, let me."

"Fine." Sam says clenching his jaw.

"Come on Dean time to get clean." I say holding out my other hand. Him still holding my wrist.

"I go?" he asks grinning.

"Yes. Only if you are calm."

"Not anggrry." he says stumbling over the bigger words.

"I know your not." I say stroking his face.

"If anything changes about him I'm getting-. "

"Don't." I say looking at Sam threw the bars.

"He is getting better trust me and him."

Wrinkling his brow he doesn't respond. He just unlocks the door letting it swing open.

"Back up." I say smiling at Sam.

Sighing he moves out of the way his large frame tense.

I turn around to face Dean him staring out the open door.

"Come on. It's okay." I say moving slowly out of the cell.

Dean walks with me his grip tightening on my hand and wrist as I walk backwards.