I Don't Think That I'm Okay

Session 1

Sam Winchester

Therapist for the supernatural and those who hunt them.

Cas read the card over again. He knew that he needed to call up. He also knew he'd probably end up waiting for a month till he could get an appointment seeing as he still hunted sometimes. Sam was a specialist in his field, the only one of his kind. While his father and brother are off hunting and killing these creatures, Sam is trying to help them get over their daddy issues. This was why Cas needed him, as an angel you could say he had the ultimate daddy issues.

"Hello, Sam Winchester speaking, therapist for the supernatural and those who hunt them how may I help you?" this was it Castiel needed to do it.

"Well hello... I'd like to book an appointment?" that was it the hard part over.

"Okay, I'll need your name and species?" Sam's voice was something special, and Cas could feel it.

"Er Castiel and... Angel" this is where he thought Sam would hang up. He had heard the stories that something had gone on with the Winchesters and his brother, Lucifer. He was scared, Sam had never treated an angel since. There was silence on the other end of the phone.

"... okay, I'm assuming that you've heard about... my history with your kind." he spat the words out like they were laced with venom. Cas sighed, "Yes... but I'd like you to know I'm not like Lucifer."

"Well how does tomorrow at 5 sound." Sam seemed hesitant to offer this but Cas quickly agreed and thanked him before hanging up. Tomorrow couldn't come quick enough.

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5pm came and Cas was stood outside of Sam's office, he walked in and saw a redheaded receptionist typing away at her computer. Castiel walked over and gave her his name before going to sit in the waiting area. Sam poked his head round his office door and called Cas through to him. He's attractive, was the first thing to run through Castiel's mind.

"So Castiel is there a specific reason why you wanted to see me? Something you want to talk about?"

"Would you be surprised if I told you it was my family?" Cas said with a smile, earning a chuckle to escape Sam's beautiful mouth.

"Anything specifically?" well if he was paying Sam he may as well unload everything.

"Well, I felt a year's worth of hurt and sadness catching up with me, and everything just got a bit much." he paused for a moment unsure of how to word the next part "Lucifer tried to kill Gabriel" Sam's face hardened at the mention of the devilish archangel, "Anna married a human, Micheal nearly caused another apocalypse" he added this with a glare, silently telling Sam he knows what him and his brother have done, "Raphael is probably dead and Dad is awol." Cas felt slightly better already. Sam's eyes filled with pity, he'd never really considered that all the angel business would affect the rest of the angels.

Now he was talking with Castiel, the angel was quite good looking (his vessel at least). No. Sam couldn't think like that Castiel was his client, very attractive client, but client nonetheless.

"Do you think that this is your worst?" Sam needed an idea of how bad the issues were.

"I don't know know if I've been worse, I don't know if I can change, but right now I don't think... I don't think I'm okay." for some reasons these words pulled at Sam's heart and he didn't know why.

"I think my dad lied about angel's soulmates... and that takes away the one purpose I had left." Sam's heart broke. He never felt this way about clients, he would dehumanize their problems. Filter them down to cases that needed fixing. But Castiel had just wandered in and stolen his heart. No. Sam couldn't fall for a client. Not an angel, not after Lucifer.

They decided to make the 5pm appointment a weekly thing, much to Castiel's pleasure. Castiel left and Sam went home for the day, but Cas had not left his mind. He knew he shouldn't be feeling this way but what could he do, the angel had set up camp in his thoughts and didn't seem to be budging anytime soon. He was shaken from his thoughts by Dean ringing him with an emergency in the garage.

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"Dean" Sam called out as he let himself into the garage. "In the back" was all the response he got back. Sam found his brother and father looking disgruntled, "What did you want to tell me?" Dean looked to his father and nodded.

"He's out." John needn't say his name Sam knew automatically who it was. Lucifer. Lucifer was back and Sam was treating his brother.