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For three days Dean tried to find out any news on cas he could, He called the hospital, he had Sam call the hospital, he had Sam call his house, no one would talk to him, no one would tell him anything, which was why he found himself standing outside the hospital itself trying to work up the courage to go in. He just wanted to see that Cas was going to be okay, even if Cas told him to stay away, he just needed to know that Cas was going to pull through.
Straightening his shoulders Dean walked into the hospital and asked at reception for Castiel Novak, the receptionist smiled and told him which floor he was his own and room number, Dean thanked her and rode the elevator to the fourth floor, looking for Castiel’s room. He approached the nurse’s station and asked if he could see Cas, charming the nurses with his trade mark smile. They told him they couldn’t tell him Cas’ condition and that he couldn’t stay long because he wasn’t family, but they let him in because they couldn’t resist his puppy dog eyes or smile. He thanked them and quietly slipped into Castiel’s room.
His breath caught in his throat as he saw Cas, the boy looked so small, laying there in the hospital bed, so fragile with tubes and machines surrounding him, Dean’s heart broke seeing him lying there like that, it wasn’t fair, Cas had never hurt anyone, this shouldn’t be happening to him Dean thought as he moved over to the side of the bed. Dean knew it was his fault, if he had just let him go that day, if he hadn’t gone after him then Cas would never have been in the middle of that road, he would never have been hit, Dean would have the chance to see that beautiful smile again, would have been able to explain to him that he had had nothing to do with that stupid sick prank that had been pulled on Cas. Though as the diary had been found in his car the school had concluded that, yes, he had been the one to make the copies and post them around the school, they had suspended him for three weeks and banned him from playing football for the team again, no amount of pleas, screams or yells would change their mind and what was worse Sam was beginning to believe them, he couldn’t explain how the diary came to be in his car and that was the most damming piece of evidence against him. Right now though he didn’t care about the team or his suspension, all he cared about was making sure Cas was okay, He’d find a way to prove his innocence another day, today was about Castiel.
The room was eerily quite, his ears ringing with the sound of his own heartbeat and the whirling of the machines that were helping Cas to breathe. He took Cas’ hand gently in his, trying not to disturb him too much.
“I’m so sorry Cas, I know what you think I did, but I didn’t. I swear I didn’t. Please get better, please. I know all this is my fault I should never have chased after you, if I hadn’t you wouldn’t have been in that road, but you looked so sad, I just wanted to help you, to make you smile, that’s all I’ve wanted since the beginning, so you gotta come back, you gotta give me the chance to make you smile again, the chance to make this right. I swear to you, when I find out who really took your diary I will make them pay, I will make them regret ever doing that to you, make them regret ever giving you reason to cry. Please, Cas, please get better.” Dean leant in and gently kissed Cas’ hair. He didn’t hear the door open nor did he have any idea that they were no longer alone until he felt a hand clamp around the back of his neck tightly.
“Come to see your handy work, Winchester? Here, Taking a closer look!” he recognised the voice as Gabriel’s as his face was shoved inches from Cas’, Dean forced his way out of the grip and turned to face a seething Gabriel.
“He’s in a fucking coma! My little brother is in a coma and the doctors don’t know if he will wake up and it’s all because of you!” Gabriel growled as he launched himself at dean, landing punch after to punch on Dean, who refused to fight back, until Dean’s face was a bloody mess and Gabriel suspected he had broken his hand, he didn’t care, it felt good to be able to do something, hitting the bastard that as far as he knew had caused his brother so much pain. Dean was the reason Cas was in that bed, people had told him, when they had told him about the accident they had said it had happened because Dean had been shouting at Cas, that if it hadn’t have been for Dean Winchester Castiel would never have been in the middle of the road. At the time all he had cared about was getting to his brother, he had to make sure he was okay. Gabriel had gone in the ambulance with his baby brother and watched as the paramedics tried to keep him alive, he stayed by his brothers side up until the doctors had taken Cas into surgery to relieve the pressure on his brain, he had stayed by his side when they brought him out of surgery and he had spent every night since at the hospital with him. He’d just gone home for an hour to shower and change and he came back to see that bastard that had caused all this leaning over his brother?! Hell no! After Gabriel had found out just what Dean had done, what he and his brother had been arguing about, it had taken every ounce of self-restraint he possessed not to leave the hospital and hunt the fucker down, and now he walked in here like nothing was wrong?! How dare he?! So Gabriel had lost it, he did what he had been itching to do for days, and he smacked that smug face until it wasn’t so pretty anymore, smacked him until his hand ballooned up and throbbed. He didn’t care if the cops came for him, Dean had gotten what he deserved. Gabriel turned his back on Dean and went to Cas’ side, without turning around again he told Dean in no uncertain terms to get the fuck out.