The Late Night Confessions [Destiel]

Feelings and Realizing what Family is

A/N: I think I'm gonna make this into a thing where different things happen every night that kinda bring them closer ya know? Sorry that sounds kinda stupid but you'll understand what i mean I think. And sorry that it took me so long to get this out.

The next night, Cas was the once breaking down. Sam and Gabe were off doing their. . . thing and Dean was on the couch, slowly coming down from his adrenaline high from the hunt. It had been a minor witch, nothing too hard. All of them were sore but Dean had gotten a knife thrown at him and Cas, with his new and uncontrollable human emotions, had been overly scared and worried.

The knife hadn't even hit the Hunter but it didn't make a difference to the ex-angel. Dean still could've died or gotten hurt. Cas slowly crawled out of bed and silently padded into the living room. He was nervous, though he didn't know why, and he went around the front of the couch to sit on the far side from Dean. The hunter looked over at him and raised an eyebrow. Cas was new to emotion and he wasn's sure how to express it or keep it under control. Then the shaking started and his vision went blurry with tears.

Dean was by his side immediately and Cas pressed his face to the man's neck, sobbing. Dean ran his hands over the fallen angel's back in circles. "I-I can't-" Cas started, sobs choking him off. "These emotions- h-how-a-and im wea-ak and use-less. . . " Cas kept going on saying the same things over and over again. He couldnt stop the tears and the shaking. He felt the pain curling in his gut and he sobbed, lungs tightening. Dean soothed him as best he could. His gravelly voice in the fallen-angel's ear telling him he wasn't useless or week, just new to everything.

Cas slowly calmed down enough to get a few words out, "B-but Dean. I don't h-have my powers-" Dean cut him off with a quick kiss. "Cas you don't have to have your powers and you aren't useless. If you really feel useless, I can teach you some stuff," he offered, voice soft.

Cas shook his head, willing the lump in his throat away. "I-I can't teleport, or shoot a gun, all I can do is angel proofing s-sigils and its no use now," he hiccups, clinging desperately to Dean. The hunter shushed him and gently rubbed his back, trying to sooth him. Cas looked up at Dean, tears in his eyes, "Do you still love me? even though I don't have my powers?" he whispered quietly, needing to know.

Dean hesitated, not becase he didn't know the answer, but because he hadn't let anyone into his heart for so long. Then it hit him. He already let Cas in, he just didn't know it. The angel had just squirmed in under his skin, and Dean hadn't realised it. The hunter nodded, "Of course Cas, always," he whispered, voice small and quiet.

Dean smiled at the ex-angel and pulled him in for a soft kiss, "You'll always be my angel," he murmured, grinning softly, Cas smiled back and wiped away his tears. All this time he thought that he didn't have a home. He didn't have heaven. He didn't have a family. But when Dean said that, he realized that the winchesters were his home. Dean, and Sam. Even Charlie and Kevin were there. They were family, and family didn't mean relatives, it meant the people that are there for you and love you.