Twisted [A Destiel Highscool AU]

Chapter 30

Mr. Novak comes in not long after I wake up, and I'm reminded that he's technically Doctor Novak when he sits down on the edge of the bed and starts examining my wings and asking me where things hurt. Apparently he was the one who bandaged up my wings.

He talks to me for a few minutes and the whole time I'm dreading the inevitable "why didn't you tell anyone?" But it never comes and Doctor Novak soon leaves me and Cas alone. Naturally, Cas only has time to smile and take my hand again before my next visitor comes barreling into the room.

"Sammy," I breathe, relief flooding into my voice. I feel like a weight has lifted off my chest, knowing that Sam is safe.

"Hi," he says a little shyly, peeking behind me at my wings. "How're you feeling?"

"Doctor Novak says I'll be fine," I say quickly, wanting to reassure him. "But how are you? Did you get hurt anymore after... after I..." After I started almost dying is what I want to say, but I can't quite get the words out.

"No," Sam says, a small smile on his lips. "The police and Cas got there before dad could do anything other than hit me that one time." I nod silently, taking a moment to survey the bruise on his cheek from where dad hit him. It's really not too bad, just an ugly purple color.

"My dad got temporary custody of you two," Cas volunteers suddenly and I glance over at him.

"Custody of us?" Sam asks, frowning a little. "Why?"

"To keep you away from... from your dad," he says hesitantly. "He, uh. He kinda disappeared before the police could get into the basement and... my dad- and I- no one wanted you guys to go to a home or- or anything like that. Sam said you don't have any relatives you can stay with," he finishes, turning to me for the last part.

I nod my head. "That's true. We- everyone is dead, as far as I know."

"Well there's Bobby," Sam says slowly. "I dunno about you but I haven't talked to him for years. But he might be willing..."

I bite my lip and nod. "I guess. Maybe."

"Who's Bobby?" Cas asks curiously and Sam smiles.

"An old family friend. He's cool." Cas nods and shoots me a smile, seeming satisfied.

Sam stays for awhile after that and we just sort of... talk. About anything and everything. It's kinda soothing, and that coupled with Cas being by my side, holding my hand, and just knowing that me and Sam are safe, well I eventually start to drift off, content and warm, with the two most important people in my life by my side.

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It's dark when I next open my eyes and a strange sound is filling the room. It's so soft and breathy that it takes a few minutes for me to figure out what it is, but when I do my own breath catches.

"Cas?" I whisper. "Cas, why are you crying?"

The sounds immediately stop and the mattress dips a little as Cas sits beside me. I laid on my stomach before I fell asleep so I can't see him, but I feel almost hyper-aware of his presence so close to me, almost like an electric current in the air.

"I wasn't," Cas murmurs, cupping the back of my neck and tracing his fingers gently over my skin. "I'm fine, Dean. Go back to sleep." Except I know that he actually was crying because even now his voice has that shaky quality that people get when they've been trying to cry quietly.

"Tell me why you're upset," I whisper, ignoring his denial. He lets outa. Soft breath, his fingers momentarily tightening on my neck. Then he relaxes a little and I hear him sniffle.

"I just... I was so scared. First when you didn't come to school, and then when I found you... I was so angry. I-I've never been so angry. And then I saw how hurt you were and I just started shaking. Dad said... dad told me after that I looked about ready to murder someone and I really was. I think I would've tried to kill anyone who touched you then." He laughs shakily but it sounds fake. I tilt my head as best I can and watch him from the corner of my eye.

"I'm okay now though," I say gently. "You don't have to be scared or angry."

"No, I'll always be angry because of this," he says grimly, running his fingers through my hair almost absently. "I'll always want to protect you, you know that Dean? Always."

My cheeks heat up and I press my face to the pillow. "Geez, Cas. That's..."

"Sorry." Embarrassment colors his voice. "Just... you're my soulmate and I love you and I just want you to be safe."

"I feel safe with you," I blurt out and my cheeks heat even more. God, what a dumb thing to say.

Except Cas seems to think just the opposite because when he speaks he sounds like he's going to cry again. But a happy kind of almost crying.

"Dean," he breathes, and I can literally hear the grin on his face. "Dean, I'm so glad. Thank you."

"Oh, just-" I reach out and lay my hand on his thigh. "Cas, just come sleep with me, okay? Stay with me. That way, I feel safer and you know I'm safe." And yeah, totally a sappy thing to say. But honestly? No fucks to give.

Cas curls up happily beside me and drapes his wings over mine, taking my hand and lacing our fingers together. A small shiver runs through me at the feel of his feathers meshing with mine, in the few places my wings aren't bandaged. It's... well, heavenly.

"Goodnight, my love," Cas whispers, a sweet smile gracing his lips. He lifts my hand to his lips and kisses the palm. I smile back shyly and snuggle a little closer to him.

As I drift back to sleep my last thought is I want to spend the rest of my life like this.

A/N
Yeah, so it's very fluffy and kinda short... But I have a lot of stuff to do today so... Yeah.