The Wayward Son (Dean Winchester)

The confession

Deans POV
"I awoke to bright sun light streaming through my window, I groaned as my head was pounding, I tried to sit up but my whole body felt like it weighed a ton and it hurt like hell, then I remembered everything from last night, Sally, me, Castiel, and Sam. "They exorcised me!?" I said to myself dumbfounded. "How could they do that to me without my consent on the matter!?" I thought as my knuckles went white from gripping the sheets. I quickly swung my legs over the bed and stood abruptly, my body disagreed as it sent needles from my waist to my head, I groaned and grabbed the bed stand for support, I held in my breathe and stumbled to the door, I opened it and stumbled a couple steps into the living room where Sam was typing on his laptop while Castiel was sitting in the chair probably wondering what to do, he looked good with his hair a little messed up, but I shook that from my head and stumbled to where they could see, I held onto the wall for support as they looked towards me. "Dean!." They both exclaimed at the same time rushing over to me. I held my hand out signaling for them to stop, I caught my breathe and. "Why? Why Sammy?" I asked as my voice betrayed me as it was shaky. "Dean..." Cas started but I held up a finger. I felt faint but just leaned more into the wall. "You didn't even ask my consent Sammy! The demon wasn't controlling me! The memories came back after you got the demon out of my head." I said answering his question before he asked. "Dean I know your upset but we had no choice-." I cut him off before he could finish. "No!" I shouted. "You could h-have asked.....my permission." I said, I didn't notice I started to pause between my words. "Dean sit down so we can talk." Castiel said worry in his voice, I didn't understand why until my knees collapsed and I was on my way to the floor, Cas caught me just in time, I groaned as my whole body ached. I heard a voice in my head but it wasn't the demons, it was my own. "Look at you making them worry, they could be happy without you." My own voice said inside my head. I closed me eyes in hopes of my head to stop hurting as I felt Castiels hand on my shoulder and feeling my forehead. "Dean you really shouldn't be moving after that." Sam said as he knelt down next to me. "Yeah I wonder how I got in this place!" I tried to shout but it caused my head to scream, I forgot I had a headache. "Dean I'm sorry I didn't ask before we did it." Sam said as he looked at the floor. "I thought I could trust you." I said to both of them but he head turned towards Castiel, I saw Castiels eyes flutter with regret but he helped me stand against the wall as Sam wrapped my arm around his shoulder. I groaned as they moved me to the couch, I never knew how it felt until now, it was absolutely horrible. They put me down on the couch and I closed my eyes, Castiel sat beside me and felt my forehead again, unconsciously my head fell back against his hand as I felt Sam walk over to me. "Dean we can talk when you feel better....I am sorry." Sam said to me as sincerely as I could, I defiantly wasn't ready to let this go but I definitely needed some rest. "Jerk." I said falling asleep fast. "B****." Sam said as I heard the smirk in his voice, the last thing I felt was Castiel putting a blanket over me and I fell asleep.
Castiels POV
I honestly felt terrible, seeing Dean in this state made me remember I was the one who put him in it. Sam thought that Dean would let it go after he made that inside joke they had, but I knew Dean better then he thought and I knew he would pretend he's ok and let it all slide, but I knew he was hurting and he felt that his trust was broken. I gently took my hand out from where his head was leaning on and he groaned in protest, I smiled faintly and laid him down on the couch and put the blanket over him more, I glanced over at Sam and he just shook his head. "He will be fine in a day or two." He said looking at Deans sleeping figure. I just nodded my head. "Have you found anything on where the demon went?" I asked him trying to change the subject. "Oh yeah there's a Halloween fair going on down town, it's being hosted a couple miles from here, while we were in Sally's house I saw a picture of her and her husband at the fair and the ticket was on the back of the frame." Sam explained snapping back into research mode. "When Dean recovers you will search the fair me and Dean will search the houses." I said as Sam sat down at his computer and started ordering our tickets under fake names and identification. I looked over at Dean and sighed. "Will he ever stop?"