Infamous For Something So Pure

Drinking With A Friend

"No, I have never seen a movie." Cas says cocking his head to the side.
"Want to?"
"Why would I want to watch a movie?"
"C'mon Cas who doesn't want to watch a movie?"
"Well it depends on if the person-"
"We are watching a movie. Movies actually." Dean gestures for Castiel to follow. Cas trails behind Dean, who brings him into a small den off the side of the main entrance room. In this den there is a couch (almost the length of the room), a wooden coffee table, and a large Tv mounted on the wall. Cas walks around the edge of the room before sitting down on the couch. Dean stays in the door way watching Cas for a little before beginning to speak.
"I'm gunna grab a beer want one?"
"When have I ever-"
"Okay so two beers." Dean claps his hands together, and gives Cas a teasing smile when he turns around on the couch. He walks off and Cas searches the room. In the corner farthest from him there is a large brown cabinet holding shelf after shelf of movies. They all have odd names written on the side.
"Back To The Future?" Cas mumbles, "How can one go back to the future?"
"It's very complicated." Dean says from the doorway as he walks in handing a beer to Cas, "We should watch it." He brushes past Castiel and shuffles through the movies pulling out chunks at a time.
"When will we have the time to watch all of these?"
"Now we will have the time now." Dean walks by, puts a movie in, then sits on the couch through his one arm over the back. Cas, finding it only polite to drink his beer, tries to open it. From the couch, Dean watches as he struggles to open the bottle, but instead of finding it amusing Dean studies Cas' bruised and swollen hand.
"Come here." He says out stretching his arm, and placing his bottle on the coffee table, "Sit on the table for a second." Cas does as he is told and hands Dean his beer bottle. The Winchester opens it in one quick motion then places it next Cas.
"Give me your hand."
"Why?"
"You probably broke it from punching the counter." Cas holds out his hand and Dean examines the many markings. He puts pressure on Cas' wrist, who then pulls his hand away, "You broke your wrist." Cas wraps his fingers around his wrist gently and grabs his beer before sitting next to Dean. When he takes a sip of the beverage the taste burns in his mouth, he makes a face at Dean. Dean laughs so hard he nearly fell of the couch.
"How do you drink this?" Cas ask in a raspy voice.
"Quickly." Dean says wiping the happy tears away from his eyes, then leans back into the couch. He takes a sip from his bottle and smiles at the tv's bright colors. Cas stares at him, just for a second, taking it all in. At about one in the morning Dean finishes the sixth movie. He turns off the tv and looks at the mess he is sitting in. Popcorn is on the table and shoved into the couch. There are six empty bottles on the table just from him and a half empty bottle from Cas. The room is dim, all the lights are out and the only brightness is coming from the surrounding rooms. Cas has fallen asleep, he fell asleep during the third movie. His head rests on Dean's shoulder and his feet are curdled up next to himself. Dean tries to slowly slide out of Castiel's grip, but he wakes up. He rubs his eyes, places both feet on the ground, and pulls away from Dean's arm. Dean stands up and grabs all the bottles off the coffee table, and carries them into the kitchen. Cas follows holding the bowl of popcorn eating what is still left of the food. He places the bowl on the counter and runs his fingers over the indent on the counter.
"Did I do that?" He asks in a sleepy tone, slurring the words.
"Yeah ,Urkel, you did." Dean says while throwing away the empty beers.
"Who's Urkel?" Cas asks as he brings the popcorn bowl over to the sink.
"There was this....never mind."
"What time is it?" Cas leans against the doorframe and watches Dean move all around the kitchen.
"One? One thirty?"
"Where is the nearest motel?"
"Why?" Dean asks as he grabs a towel off the counter after washing the bowl.
"I need to sleep."
"Yeah Cas and there," He pauses for a moment, "are two empty rooms down the hall."
"Dean that is very generous of you-"
"Sam's room is down the hall first door on the right."
"Dean-"
"Night Cas." Dean brushes past him and turns off the kitchen light. He proceeds to walk down the hall and into his room. Cas stands alone in the hall for a few seconds before walking down to Sam's clean bedroom. He looks down at the bed before pulling away the blankets. He curdled up under the covers and stared into the black room.
Dean walks into his room and stands by his door until he hears Cas close Sam's door behind him. When he sits on his bed he doesn't feel tired. He needs to occupy himself because when he isn't doing anything it's real, everything is real. Kevin is dead and Sam is gone. He tries organize random things around his room. He takes the guns off his wall and cleans them. At four he is back to sitting on his bed,so he tries to fall asleep. Dean kicks off his shoes and slides under the blanket. He can't help it, tears start to roll out of his eyes. He starts to shake and rolls over. Dean stands up and rips the sheets off the bed throwing the pillows. He rips the anchors out of the walls and the guns slam against the floor and chip the hard wood. He takes the lamp, on the end table, and throws it at the wall. The glass shatters and the pieces fall to the ground.
Castiel wakes up when he hears a collection of thuds. He rises from the bed and reaches for the door knob. He leans against the door waiting to see of he had dreamt the thud. Soon he hears glass shattering and opens the door. He runs down the hall to Dean's room and swings open the door. He sees Dean standing alone surrounded by broken glass, guns, and sheets.
"Dean what's going on?!"
"They're gone Cas!" Dean shouts at him, "I can't protect them. I had one job, keep them safe, and I blew it!"
"Dean this is not your fault." Cas says calmly as he tries to walk towards him.
"How is it not my fault?!" Dean runs his fingers through his hair then drops his arms down to his side.
"You couldn't have stopped Gadreel he is wanted in heaven, the angels can't even stop him."
"I could! I can! He has Sammy! I can and I will stop him!"
"Dean lay down, go to sleep, we will talk about this later." Cas says putting his hands up.
"Cas!"
"Dean! You can sleep in Kevin's room, I will sleep in Sam's room. Try to not make a mess." Cas leads Dean down the hall even though Dean knows where the room is. He waits for Dean to climb into bed before shutting the door and walking down to Sam's room.