Tattoos

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{Some sexy Matt Cohen because Michael ♥}

Castiel was rushed to the hospital, already rapidly bruising. The teacher that pulled Dean away, Crowley, and Benny Laffite, one of Dean's football friends, tried to cover up for Dean. Dean didn't know what happened next, it's all in a blur; the only thing he remembers is Castiel's begging him to stop...and that hurt more than anything.

"Mr. Winchester?" Somebody asked, Dean turned around to be met with a police officer.

Oh. Shit.

"Yeah?" Dean whispered, staring at his bloody knuckles.

The officer spoke softly and placed her hand on Dean's shoulder. "Can you tell me what happened?"

"He -- He...was getting beat up so I...came in to help."

She nodded. "Can anyone verify this?"

"Benny Laffite and Crowley" Dean mumbled, praying to God they will go along with his story because both know Dean wouldn't ever actually intentionally hit Cass.

The officer kissed his forehead and muttered a thank you and walked off to talk to Benny.

Dean got up, not wanting to look at the blood on the floor in front of him; he saw one of the EMTs and went to them.

"Hello, how can I help you?" He asked.

Dean shoved his hands in his pockets. "C-Can you tell me if he's...uh, really damaged?"

"Well, by the looks of it, he was beaten up bad but most of the punches hit the floor beside his face based upon the dents and cracks in the tile. However, the punches impact on his face were really hard and there are signs of struggle."

Dean tried to hold back all the guilt threatening to pour out his eyes. "Will he be alright?"

"I can't tell right now. You'll want to talk to his doctor, he'll know more than me."

Dean nodded and made his way to Benny who's in the cafeteria. "What the hell were you thinking, brother? I just lied to an officer for you," Benny said and Dean balled his hands into fists in his jeans pockets.

"I-I...I don't know, Benny. I'm feeling so fuçking guilty about it...I want to shove something sharp down my throat."

"I thought you two were best friends!"

Dean nodded. "Yeah, we...were."

"Why did you do it?" Benny asked, a sigh mixing into his words.

Dean shook his head and started crying again. He felt a hand on his shoulder and then a fist collide with his face, but he deserved it.

"WHAT THE HELL?!" Charlie yelled, turning Dean around by his shoulders. "HE'S YOUR FUÇKING...boyfriend...AND YOU BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF HIM?!"

Dean winced and looked up to meet Charlie's death glare. "Charlie...I couldn't stop...I couldn't stop hitting him. I-I was so mad...and I hurt him. I fuçking hurt him...he's gonna hate me..."

"Damn right he's gonna hate you, if he even remembers you."

Dean's face turned pale. "If...if he remembers me?"

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Gabriel, Anna, Balthazar, Michael, Uriel, and Michael's boyfriend, Lucifer, went to the hospital as soon as they heard; along with Jo, Ash, Meg, Charlie, Garth, Kevin and all his other friends...except Dean.

Cass didn't go into a coma, thankfully, he was only out for a couple hours. Michael stayed along with Lucifer.

Castiel's eyes fluttered open and the first thing he saw was the two men kissing; it reminded him of Dean.