God Save Us

1

Deans eyebrows furrowed in worry as he looked at Cas' wings.

His wings were tattered,broken, fluttering uselessly behind his back.  Cas turned to him and almost immediately noticed Dean looking at him.

"Dean what are you looking at?" Castiel said confused, tilting his head slightly.

"Oh, nothing Cas, its nothing." Dean quickly stated as he quickly took the modified glasses off in embarrassment. Quickly noticing drops of rain speckled the lenses as he shoved them in his pocket.

Cas looked at him in disbelief and was about to say something. Then Sam walked up.

"Hey, so the hellhoun-”, he paused looking between the two,”is everything alright?"

"Yeah, just tell us where this piece of shit is." Dean quickly said, avoiding Cas' eyes, but looking concerned.

Sam stared at dean smirking a little and quickly decided in his head to stay out of it.

"So the victims account said they were attacked in the forest want to start there?"

"Yeah,sure, but you can't drive this time."

Dean walked to the front of the car quickly, catching the keys thrown at him from the other side.

"Why did you have the keys?"

"Oh, you forgot them on the counter of the bar so I picked them up."

Then Dean remembered that he was flirting with the bartender, but he didn't remember setting down his keys. But he shrugged it off and started the car.

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"Where is it?!" Dean called to Sam as he reached for the glasses that were knocked off his face.

"Its-" He wasn't able to finish as another hellhound tackled him.

Then Dean heard a growl right next to him, he turned still trying to find the glasses with one hand and held an angel blade in the other.

"Dean!"

Then Dean heard a yelp and blood spattered over him. He looked up and saw Cas over the invisible dead body of the hellhound. Then they heard another yelp and looked over to see Sam covered in blood as well.

Dean stood up and looked around for the glasses, finding them, he put them on. A hellhound lay next to Sam who was slowly getting up.

"Why was there two? Crowley said there was only one out!" Dean fumed as he reached for his phone. The phone rang and went to voicemail, the posh voice mocking them.

"Dean, we should go check on the victim."

"Yeah fine, Cas you comin'?"

Cas looked at Dean, thinking. His wings were wrapping around the angel as if he was cold. Then Dean realized he could see them and took the glasses off quickly.

"Are you?" Dean asked impatiently.

Cas quickly walked past him with no response.

          •         • •

"So what did you do?" The dark haired woman sat on a chair shaking.

"We killed it. It shouldn't come after you again." Sam sat by her trying to console her jumbled thoughts.

"Sam let's go."

"I'll meet you outside go."

Dean looked at him skeptically, then walked out, gesturing for Cas to follow.

They exited the shabby hotel.

"Dean I-"

"It’s not my business Cas, now can you put these in the trunk." Dean handed Cas the glasses and two angel blades. Sam came out of the room.

"She is going to be shaken up for a while but she'll get over it." He went to the impala and opened the side door, and ended up knocking his head against the top. Dean started laughing at him and Cas came back unaware if the scene.

Dean looked at Cas and stopped laughing. In his head he cursed himself for acting like a teenager.

“Let's go."

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"Dude go shower you have a bunch of dead hellhound on your face."

Dean looked down at his clothes and touched his face.

"Oh, cool.”

Dean stood up from his chair and walked out, heading for his room. He opened the door and

"Dean."

"Cas why are you in my room?"

"Because I need to talk with you."

"Can it wait?" Dean gestured to his clothes. And Cas sighed.

"Yeah fine."

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Hey where's Sam?" Dean asked looking around the bunkers main room.

"He went out for food. But Dean-"

"Yeah I know we need to talk."

"Dean before we do I want you to put these on." He handed Dean the modified glasses. Dean took them and warily put them on.

"Cas this is a part of your life that I should stay out of."

"Dean look at me, they are not mine to hide. Remember they became damaged saving you." (and because of falling but shhhhh)

Dean looked up remembering Cas bringing Dean from hell. The burn mark on his shoulder still a reminder. Cas' hand on the mark, fitting the shape perfectly.

His wings were wrapped around the two of them, black feathers blocked the room from sight, but feathers were missing and the wings looked torn. And they were defying all the laws of basically everything, fading in and out of furniture and not making any sound. Only the two people in the room could see them, the one that bore them and the one granted to see them.

All Dean could do was stare.

Authors note

So I wrote this almost a year ago, if you want to give any ideas or recommendations that would be great. I really have no idea on how to write Sam so any inspiration from anyone would help.