Imaginary Lover

Chapter 9

A/N- Happy Thanksgiving you sweet angels!! I am thankful for you guys getting this story over 760 views!!!! Thank you so much! Hope you guys have a great holiday. I'm on break now and will be posting more. I think I've got my writing mojo back. Anyway, ta and read on!

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Sam heard the door slam and looked up at Gabriel at surprise. "He's home already?! Cassie said he had plans for them the entire evening!", Gabriel said. "Something must have gone wrong. I'm gonna go check on him", Sam replied before getting up and walking out of his room and making his way through the hallway to Dean's room. He stood outside and listened, trying to make sense of what was going on. He didn't hear anything so he opened the door and walked in.

"Dean?", he called out as he stepped in. As he walked in further, he saw his brother on the floor in a fetal position with his back toward the door. "Dean! Hey hey hey, what happened?", he said with worry in his voice as he covered the small distance between them and knelt down next to him. What he say made ice run through his veins. Dean's face was blotchy and small sobs were still escaping him as tears flowed from his closed eyes. His glasses were off lying a ways away and it looked like something really bad had happened.

"Hey what happened?", Sam asked in a comforting voice as he held Dean to him. He hadn't seen his brother like this in years, not since- Realisation dawned on him as he understood what Dean was going through. His grip tightened and he whispered words of comfort as Dean continued sobbing and trembling in his arms. Hearing a set of footsteps, Sam looked up and saw Gabe standing in the hallway. His friend had a look of concern on his face.

"What happened? What's wrong?", he asked Sam in a soft voice. Sam mouthed a later and Gabe continued to stand at the doorway. Sam held Dean for a little while longer before quietly asking Dean if he'd like to go to bed for a while. Dean nodded weakly and Sam helped him out of his jacket and jeans before tucking him in and placing Dean's glasses on his bedside. When he touched Dean's forehead, he was running a fever and went to the bathroom to retrieve some Tylenol and water to give to him.

After making sure that Dean was comfortable, Sam walked out and saw Gabe standing with questions in his eyes. "Call Cas", Sam said. "I need to know what happened and then I'll explain what all that was about."

Gabe called Cas up almost immediately and asked him to come over to the Winchesters. "He said he'll be here in 20, that is if he doesn't get killed on the way. Idiot's gonna be speeding", he said and shook his head. Sam was thinking about what he would tell his mother when she came back. She knew about what had happened to Dean but he'd never had a trigger like this.

Sam and Gabe waited in silence on the couch in the living room. While they waited, Gabe decided to conjure up a lollipop and proceeded to suck on it while Sam chuckled and the golden haired boy waggled his eyebrows at him.

Before Sam could come up with a comeback, there was a knock on the door and Sam went to open it to let Cas in. "What's wrong? Is he okay? He just asked me to bring him back and then ran before I could even say goodbye." The way Cas looked proved that what he felt for Dean wasn't casual and was a big reason why he had decided to tell both Novak brothers about what had happened.

"I'll explain everything. Take a seat", Sam said and sat down from across them.

Cas sat down and immediately started, "What happened? What's wrong? Is Dean okay? The way he ran when we came back was like him trying to escape me."

"Cas, slow down. Something triggered it. What did you guys do?", Sam asked.

"We were uh... You know our parents aren't home right? So after I picked him up this morning, I told him that since you two are hanging out together we should too and that we would have the house all to ourselves. Y'know, get a little privacy", he said and shrugged his shoulders. "He seemed okay and then he met up with me after his classes got done and I was waiting in the parking lot and he looked nervous maybe? I could understand where the nervousness was coming from that's why I tried to make him comfortable. We reached our house and it looked like he wasn't so nervous anymore and was more interested in learning about it than thinking about what may or may not happen later. We went to my room after I practically dragged him up the stairs. He looked so curious about everything... Then we played Led Zeppelin on my record player and he practically had an orgasm right there", he chuckled and looked up to see Sam looking at him with a look of curiosity and shock himself.