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Pavel Trávníček was in the early seventies, the perfect prince. Charm and good looks took him even further in the business - there have been several appearances in TV series and TV movies, including the Defa-tale "Snow White and Rose Red" and the aforementioned "third prince" (see right). In 1997 he founded the "skeleton-Theater" in Prague, served there as an actor and director. As a TV presenter, he made himself a name in his home and synchronized foreign films - and, although he in the Czech original of "Three Nuts for Cinderella" had to be dubbed because of his strong dialect. As befits an ex-prince, Trávníček was always swarmed by women. The now 60-year-old lives after three failed marriages today with his 22-year-old girlfriend in Prague.

Source: http://de.tv.yahoo.com/blog/article/41195/drei-haselnsse-fr-aschenbrdel.html

Well, the man later films synchronizes despite his initial dialect. You can obviously come linguistically very far, if you think the goal is.

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kapitel 15


Kapitel 15 – A storm is brewing

An Lake Charles

Die Sturmwolken türmten sich immer weiter auf. Bedrohlich kreisten sie um die Großstadt.
harbinger of what is to come. It was not long before the threatening wet came down.
gray curtains fell on Lake Charles and plunged the city into a depressing gray.
The water in the lake kept quiet. There is no towering waves and impacting
drops were literally swallowed by the black wet. It thundered and lightened in
the clouds, but the first ray of light found its way out of the clouds suggested
directly to the top of the abandoned pier that extends into the lake. The flash lit up the area for a second
with glittering light. Two shadows long, the other small, appeared.

It was dark again, but not for long. The arrival of the figures seemed to get out of the storm
leave. Was it previously and threatening behavior, it developed slowly now
his anger. Dozens of lightning struck one of the lake. The thunder, so
deafening that no one would change the word of the characters can hear.

The tall figure was a strong woman with golden brown skin. Your hair fell in curls over
black full shoulder and back. The smaller figure was that of a
boys, not yet 10 years old maybe. His dark hair fell straight to his
ears. He had the appearance of a careless child. But his eyes were filled with grief and exhaustion
.
The woman put her hand anxiously at the boy's shoulder. This looked at the
contact with anxious glance toward the woman.

"Calliope, you said I would not do this anymore. You had promised me that
all be over soon. "

Calliope smiled at the boy maternal. Your whole body language, facial expressions
and the sound of her voice, all poured out a warmth and security. But all this could
not hide the cold calculation in her eyes.

"Soon, Jesse, very soon. But now you gotta help again. You are special. And you
part of something that improves the world. "

Jesse're watching the wooden planks on which he stood. Unsure he muttered

. "But I miss my parents ... I do not want"

"Jesse, he has promised you, you bring back to your parents together,
or "

" Yes, but they are dead, how can he? "

Calliope smiled and patted his head tenderly Jesse

" From what you saw , you doubt that death is an obstacle for him would
? . Jesse, he has promised you and he will keep it "

Jesse exhaled heavily and said, reflected:

" Ok, what do I have "

" What do you always do?. Concentrate and let up on the matter. I'm gonna help
again. "

Jesse closed his eyes. His breathing became more hectic, and came to stutter bumps
from his mouth. The storm changed now and the wind whipped mercilessly.
But still the water remained calm. The clouds drifted apart.
storm created an eye directly on the lake. Jesse raised his trance-like arms, stretched them
gene middle of the lake.

Calliope, who had laid their hands on Jesse's shoulders, spoke in a booming voice. "Ge to nonci cnila"

The Enochian syllables rolled off her tongue and echoed in the surrounding area clear and
dü most again.

Jesse tore his eyes. But by the warm look nothing was left. Only
darkness was apparent in that. As two black holes that are drilled in the skull of
boys. In his trance caught Jesse repeated the words of Kalliope.

His voice had not the same force as that of the woman. But the effect was greater the more
. In deep black water illuminated with a red glow. Increasingly becoming
it spread. Then the earth shook and there was just a metallic squeak
flexing of metal. In the middle of the lake resulted in a tsunami-like wave. In a
a perfect circle, spread them out and rushed across the lake, was part of the bank under
water and let the planks behind Jesse and Kalliope high throw into the air.

The glow faded and Jesse fell to the ground. Kalliope caught him and looked at the
exhausted face of the boy. His eyes were still slightly ajar.

"Now can I be Mummy and Daddy?" It was whispering to him.

Kalliope looked to the lake. The dense clouds again and the rain was now
here again. Just watching the surface, waiting for the sign. In the middle of the lake came a surge
Air bubbles to the surface. Then the sea died away again and
fell into dead silence. Calliope smiled.

"Soon, Jesse. Just a few more favors, okay? "

Jesse did not hear the answer. He was already asleep.
Kalliope looked to the sky and closed her eyes. A flash of lightning lit up her appearance
one last time and put the shadows of their spreading wings in a sharp contrast
. She disappeared with Jesse and left Lake Charles to his demise.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Sam rushed through the streets of Lake Charles. Swearing that he no longer had money for
the bus, he ran through the seemingly endless rain, which had leveled off somewhere between
monsoon and dribbling incessantly and now since last night
beat down. The curbs are formed small rivers that rushed along the streets
. Now and then, a surge of water poured from a car passing by
passersby. Some manhole covers had already begun to overflow and the sewage workers
the city had their hands full.

Sam saw the front of the bar and sighed. The leaves of the bushes under the windows
were adamant the burden of the rain was. He quickly slipped through the door and pulled
from his hoodie. His work shirt had become damp and the rain seemed to be even smaller now
and surrounded him like a second skin.

Jeffrey put the glasses back on hand and checked the taps. When he heard the door, looked at it and saw
Sam came. His hair was still riddled with rain drops and
he was not particularly happy. Sam looked at his Breast and tugged relentlessly at
the shirt, which at least one number was too small for the giant.

"Oh, boy!" Jeffrey cursed softly to himself and heard are already excited his boss
running.

"Hi, shit weather, eh?" Sam greeted the two.

Alison reviewed it with their eyes and the gloss is stabbed to every child in a candy store from
.

"Alison, I could get in my normal clothes ... I mean, Jeff's also
not in the shirt and "

Jeff looked at him with a sad look, looked at the unsuspecting victim of his boss. He shook his head and said
:

"Sure can du"

But Alison interrupted him. She hit back accusing her hand against his chest and Jeffreys
warned him:

"Jeff! I you've already said more than once! Put on work clothes! Or do I look
me for a new bartender? "

" But you have never confess "
Alison did not let him , Finish played seriously stabbed him in the chest.

"Yes, but is not a bad example ... I want to bring some order in here," she smiled

turned to Sam and did not see how Jeff rolled his eyes, what a laugh
Sam now elicited.

, the two behave like an old married couple ', thought Sam and bit her in the cheek,
to resist to the smile.

"It's okay, Alison, but you do not in XL?" Took

Jeff just a glass and began to polish it, as he answers the question heard. He nodded
briefly and replied, "Hm klaAUU" Jeff's answer was lost in his cry of pain, as he had sustained
Alison's foot under the bar against his shin.

"No, sorry, we did not expect so nem giant, which begins here," Jeff
was now growling again and Alison grinned sweetly and satisfied.

"So, Sam, but enough of it, stand back and smile just a short time. I want to see them shine
dimples. "

Sam was confused but he did it without asking big, after all, he took the job
urgent. Suddenly, Alison had a camera in his hand and shot a picture of Sam. The
lightning lit up the room briefly. Alison and grinned at Sam, who stood now very puzzled.

"This is for the employee of the month picture. So strictly up to. "

Jeff, who had been facing towards one of the regulars looked puzzled now.

"Employee of the month? I've been working here for three years and have never heard what it
"admitted he insulted again.

"I It also only recently introduced. You know, purely to bring a bit of motivation. "

" Hm, alright. Great time, "said Jeff dry again. Alison was red and her ears
peaks already appeared to glow.

Sam, the argument of the two had been around long enough now considered cleared his throat,
itself.

"Um, should I work now?"

"Yeah, Sam," Alison replied with a radiant look.

Sam turned and walked toward the tables in order to clear and wipe.

, Damn, it can not be true that he ever so 'has NEN ass?'
Alison rejoiced inwardly, and it took less than two seconds with his back to her that they have their
camera picked it up and shot a dozen photos. This time without the flash, then saw Sam
none of it. Jeff, who looked on Alison's shoulder pursued, now appeared like the images gradually
as a flipbook on the display of the digicam. On display was Sam from behind,
be tighter butt set perfectly into the picture and his muscular back, stuck the lot on which to close
shirt.

Jeff shook his head and looked at Alison pity.

"This is even a new low for you, Ally."

"Hey, this thing was for the month ... ... And just as I came by accident on the trigger
. & Ldquo ;

Jeff looked at her stunned and wide-eyed.

"Ice cold without batting an eyelash, and you lie to me. I'm hit, Ally,
hit really deep. "Jeff's face was initially seriously, he could not pull themselves together at the last words
and had to laugh out loud.

"I really do not lie!" Lied Alison now has slightly red-faced. You walked slowly through
nerves.

"Um, sure." Jeff wrenched her camera and clicked through the pictures.
Ally jumped up to get them again, but Jeff was always outside the unit
their reach.

"But then I have to say, Ally, you have the wrong vocation. Who from such images accidentally shoots
who are already Magazine Frost should be a professional photographer. "

" Give it back here, "Jeff

one gave up and handed her the camera. You snapped, but Jeff did not let go, and their hands wrapped
today. Jeff came to her close and looked deep into her eyes. Alison's heart
put a gear higher and pounded hard in her chest. She swallowed.

"Jeff, let go ...", it was weak from her. The look stapled still in his eyes.

"Only if you tell me, what do you need these images exactly," Jeff said with a serious
and deep voice. Alison was speechless.

, Why is it that Jeff How is all at once? Otherwise he is not so. Is he
jealous? "Alison stared in disbelief Jeff further that the bent to her ear and whispered softly
.

"And do not spare the sordid details. I stand on that. "
He looked again into her eyes and wiggled his eyebrows suggestively now, his face was gone
a mischievous grin.

"JEFF" hissed Alison at him. They poked him in the chest and he let go of the camera.
Laughing, he held his side, while Alison with a red face
stormed past him and disappeared to the toilet. Jeff calmed down quickly, as a guest
gave an order. But for the rest of the evening he had a grin on his face.
, Ally is indeed to make fun of so easily, "thought he was unaware.



Alison had grabbed the camera and with it pinned to her breast, she had fled to the toilet
. She closed the door and turned on the tap.

, Jeff is an idiot! "She quickly

wiped away a tear. She hoped that Jeff had not seen how much she had hurt the
. In it blazed long believed buried feelings again.
feelings for Jeff. Jeff, this gigantic sweet idiot. A second tear ran down her cheek. She looked
to the camera. Sam's smile beamed toward her. Once again, it hurt. They also felt
clearly too much for Sam.

a stranger she had just met once yesterday.

"Damn! Even I can create me in my half-staff to bring all. "

In her mind she saw her mid-fifties Accountants and Nikki, the waitress who helped out here
addition to their school.

"God, I think, if I still give you a month, I can boast of three quarters,"
Alison muttered sarcastically to himself

, Even if I do not know who the next would be. Karl and Nikki? "The idea drew a laugh
her again and she pulled herself together.

She quickly wiped the tracks and went back out in their bar
you helped with pouring entertained their guests,
spun around like a little tornado and conjured up all smiles their faces with their warm Article
Even if it looked different in their interior and they never knew who they should first observe
. Jeffrey with his deft hands and kneel down with Sam this puppy-eyes and the body to
.


The bar growled and Sam had to help the already serving. About eight came a couple of bikers come
, five in number, he looked anxiously to Alison. But she waved and gave him
an "OK" sign.

As the crowd took off again, Sam told Alison what it had with the bikers up.
"They're a biker clan. Do not worry, these are really nice people. They love
just the road and its motorcycles. Chuck is ticking but there often run out. But
his people hold him mostly in check. "

Sam did not look very convinced.

Alison patted his shoulder and continued with a grin: "Well yes and if not I'm always up
still here, they throw out." Sam turned to her, his face somewhat pale
.

"You seriously expect that I simultaneously with five types of recording?" Asked Sam to
half shocked, half laughing.

"Well, yes. But you have not yet seen your paycheck, "joked Alison
and went back to work, but not without first to get hold of once a long look at Sam's
rear view.

Sam did his job and Alison was right. The bikers were quiet, drank their beer,
made jokes and enjoyed the other guests as well. Sam just brought back a tray with glasses
to Jeff, when he heard a loud roar of a motorcycle which was parked outside the bar
. He looked to the door and saw a woman from the saddle
jumped and ran into the bar. She quickly unbuckled her helmet and Jeff cursed

"Holy Mother of God! You send us an angel? "Whispered Jeff and his mouth fell open
when he saw the exotic beauty. Sam also had to give him right, the woman was
stunning. She had a bronze skin tone, the suspicion that she was outside in the lot
. Her chestnut-colored hair was tied in a ponytail and her lips were
lively and inviting soft. In their eyes, tiefstdunkelstem Blue, was a hidden passion
jumping Sam's heart was. This woman was special. You
took off her leather jacket and lewd whistles echoed in the bar, it came directly from the
biker table.

She was dressed in an already somewhat worn but well-fitting and well-kept
military uniform. It was not from the U.S.. When Sam saw the right, was this
from Canada. The woman gave the bikers a warm smile and just ignored it.
you put her helmet on the bar stool and took a seat on the next to it.

"A beer please," she ordered her to order Jeff. This was drawing her a beer without looking
averted. The routine gesture internalized so much, you put the cool Blonde
back and said,
.'s On the house "

" Well, thank you, but I do not let it distract a generous tip to give, "
gave the woman smiling again Jeff and pushed over a twenty. Enough for five beers. Jeff
would not accept it, but he had invited. Alison had the whole thing with
and Jeff followed was so close to catching one of them.

, I have to calm myself, I have no reason to be jealous. Is not like that he would
my friend. "

But when Alison saw Jeff wanted to reject twenty U.S. dollars tip, she was there.

"Oh, thank you very much," she said with a broad smile, but this did not reach her eyes
and pocketed the money before Jeff could reject it. The woman looked
Alison and noticed immediately that they are already moving on thin ice.

"Hi, I'm Alison and this is my bar I've seen here before. Are they new to the city ...
"asked Alison and saw the name tag on her uniform.
"-R. Sheppard? "Read Alison ago and now it looked inquiringly into his eyes.

"Yes, I'm just passing through and they are welcome to call me Rebecca." Ranged

The women's hands and Rebecca saw Alison leaned forward slightly and
her arm on the counter supported. Jeff crowd out easily. For the others in the bar looked like it
from Smalltalk, but Rebecca knew that if they are warned. This little blonde
they did not like. Rebecca felt the cool tone in her voice and her dislike.
your whole attitude screamed: Keep your hands off my bartender!

, Hm, I must find me another good for flirting. "

" Nice bar they have here. "

" Thank you, enjoy it well. "Both smiled, none of the two was serious, they said
and both knew they could not stand each other. That was all a charade.
A, which was recognized only two of them. The guys in the bar looked just like two
women talked.

Jeff saw between the two and fro, not knowing whether he should say something now or
rather not.

, I felt something weird with them. Hach, yet I was just flirting with Rebecca, what
had a wonderful name, but Alison I screw up ... well what revenge?
I could not even keep my mouth shut just now. "Jeff sighed not knowing and poured to a guest
.

also Alison went back to work, but soon she was sitting in the corner and watched
how the guys swarmed around Rebecca, already gave her drinks. But more than a little flirtation
jumped out for no. She kept a low profile and not accompanied to the table.
The bikers watch and they whispered something, then there was Neil. A stout
lovely guy and his mid-thirties with light brown hair and a distinctive face.

"Hey, lady. We have seen your bike. Nice machine. Do they not desire to put us to
, NEN few stories to share? "
Rebecca looked at him and then the biker-table, where she threw a few obscene gestures.

"Does that mean they want to save me from the milk Bubis," asked Rebecca was relieved and
on already. Neil blinked.

"Uh, of course." They went to the table and Chuck haute laughing on the table that the glasses
rattled.

"See, Neil, I've got tell you, the worm is tough, has stuff on it! So with her
the bet! "

Rebecca sat down with them and they told the long evening. The bikers already gave her some
shots of tequila, which she with a straight face tilted down.

Sam could not help but always look to her. When he was clearing a table, he looked
"accidentally" in their direction. Saw how excited she told a story. How their eyes sparkled
it. He did not hear what she said, but he did not care. He went back to
Jeff, Sam was not the attention to the brunette escaped.

"Alright, when you speak to her?" Asked Jeff.

"What? Is it so obvious? "
Jeff nodded.

"Safe and well you are, I think the only one here who has ne chance with her.
believe me, she gave up more than once been checked out. "

" Really? No, just kidding but you want me. "

" No, she looks straight again. "

Sam turned around and sure enough, Rebecca looked at him. Her chin supported on his hand,
she saw him a call. Her eyes seemed dreamy and their thoughts
likely to be at Sam's shirt. When their eyes met, she did not look away. Sam did not know what it was
, but he had long not felt so much attracted to a woman.

Rebecca Brown was busy in those eyes, so innocent. In this curly hair so soft and
in the body, so strong. You did not notice that Chuck was talking to her. Did not know
that if he had been drinking as much as was a real asshole today. Only when she was
yelled, she broke away from the waiter.

"Hey honey, I talk to you!"

"What!" Snapped back Rebecca and drained her last glass of tequila for the evening.
Chuck, not in the least discouraged moved closer to her. His massive body, more fat than muscle
smelled alcohol after that seemed to emanate from his pores. Rebecca
regretted it already to have sat down beside him.

"Well, how about, I'll give NEN nice ride on my own Harley. "

Rebecca grimaced in disgust and stood up.

"Let me see, I do not like fat" Harleys. " She wanted to go, but Chuck they had held at arm
and pushed her against the pool table now. His chest was pressed against her back
. Rebecca, who did not bow, had supported each other very quickly with their hands
, but it hit a glass, which shattered under her hand and the glass splinters
deep drilled in her palms. Printen loss was Sam, but when he saw Rebecca's face
, found He there are no signs of fear. No, she rolled her eyes as if it would be her
just on my nerves. Sam was still going on and stopped, as Rebecca is moving
. In a single fluid motion, she joined Chuck on his foot. He uttered a curse, leaving Rebecca
enough space so that she could take Chuck with her elbow in the solar plexus
. The blow was hard and could hear Sam, how was the air out of lungs
Chucks driven. He made half a step back and his body bent forward
what Rebecca is the best model for an uppercut
allowed against his nose. Blood spurted and Chuck was by now back straight and
held with closed eyes, the nose. Rebecca is now completely free, turned and took
Chuck him by the shoulders and rammed her knee between his legs. That was too much for Chuck
. He falls a lot on the floor, not knowing whether he should keep his nose
or its soft tissues.

Cursing and the hand-holding, Rebecca stepped over the downed Chuck
and saw the bar counter, where an astonished bartender, a waiter and a surprise
saw angry owner.

"Sorry, I ... "Rebecca was interrupted by Alison, who screamed loudly now:

" CHUCK! Piss off FROM MY BAR, You miserable bastard! "

Rebecca took her things and moved already to the leather jacket.

, I'm the best, as long as the crowds there. I have to do more important things anyway. "

Sam saw Rebecca snuck out of the bar.

, I must be after her, but she had injured. "
fast he ran to the exit and found her sitting in front of the motorcycle. A Kawasaki.
your luggage was in two pockets on the sides and a rear mounted. It was raining always
still easy, but Sam did not bother to it. He quickly ran to her. Rebecca had her helmet
already, but was still above the visor.

"Hey, are you well?"

Rebecca looked at him interested.

"Yeah, what are you doing?" She asked in confusion, as Sam took her hand in the
were broken glass.

"I want to see how hard you're hurt."

Cautiously he pulled her out of the glove. Her hand was warm a bed in his big ones.

Rebecca's heart accelerated is, as Sam's warm fingers on their lead intact skin.
He looked at her inquiringly.

"Where's the wound?"

Rebecca pulled her hand away and puts the glove back over it.

"What wound? The blood was from him, "said Rebecca too hastily.

No, I'm sure they had first bled ', thought Sam, but said nothing further
. He knew she was hurt. He has been trained all his life, things to note
. His life depended on it. Sam knew he was not mistaken.

"Ok, mein Fehler.“

Rebecca sah Sam an, und etwas in ihr wollte diesen unschuldigen Welpenblick und diesen
nicht gerade unschuldigen Körper.

‚Der ist echt sexy‘, dachte sich Rebecca und beugte sich vor, ihre Arme auf den Lenker des
Motorrads verschränkt. Sam wusste nicht, was er jetzt noch sagen sollte, doch Rebecca nahm
ihm das ab.

„Wie heißt du?“

„Sam.“

„Also, Sam, arbeitest du morgen auch wieder hier?“

Der Klang von seinen Namen, wenn sie ihn aussprach, liked Sam. She had a full
voice and a slight accent, he could not quite place, except perhaps
damn sexy!

"Um, even from 17 bis 2 clock."

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow, Sam."
Rebecca gave him a radiant smile before she flips down her visor and
drove away with the motorcycle. Wind and rain lashing against it. Sam looked after her, and how their
taillights disappear into the rain. Then he went back now deeply soaked. At the door
he noticed that the bushes under the Barfenstern now withered and were not completely
single leaf was more in them. They were all dead leaves were dried on the ground and the branches were broken
gradually from the rain. As if nothing more
they stuck together.

"Sam? Ah, here you are! "Alison had stretched her head out and looked like Sam
squatted on the ground.

"Will you come back, we need you to something else." She waved to him.

"Yeah, I'll be right."

Sam got up and followed her. The rest
of the evening was peaceful and Sam thought the whole time Rebecca.
arrived home dead tired, he fell into bed. The dead plants back
already forgotten.

TB ...

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Kapitel 14 - Nightmares

Chapter 14 - Nightmares

3 hours later

* Dean's POV: *
I drove the Impala along the highway. Always south. I was in no hurry, I did not even know where exactly I wanted to go. Crowley could put this anywhere and Bobby was always better in tracking down demons as I have been.

I enjoyed the ride, the window was cranked down and the wind was underlined through the face. It was unusually warm for early December, but to me it should be right.
10 minutes ago we had crossed the border into Iowa. Cas was sitting right next to me and although I was accustomed to ride along with Sam, so it was with Cas but completely different. It is quieter. Cas had changed since we were set off maybe three words with me. Not that I do something about it had to go quietly. I was even right. I just liked the feeling of how the road under my feet seemed to glide away. But even now, and I was a bit scared to talk with Cas I would not have been averse. Although I was still embarrassed about what had happened and I wish with all my heart, it would never happen, yet something in me seemed to want to Cas. A small spot of my conscience followed the half-truth. With all my heart ... no more the most part. Because a little part of me reveled already back on the memories of how wonderful it had been with Cas and I had felt as strongly attracted to him. But when we had been ready and I again had blood in my upper floors had, because I did not even quite sure how I had come in such a situation. Why had it in me makes animal affected by Cas and be kissed. I just shook his head as if I could sell it all.


Ok, maybe I had 4 hours my first gay adventure had in my life and maybe I had enjoyed it. But once is no good. And I will certainly not be just as out of control.

3 hours later

Still no word had come down. The Impala was quiet. Only the irregular Jokes and occasional roar of the engine when I was accelerating to hear. Cas had fallen into a strange torpor. He sat for hours in the same position, like a statue. His right arm was leaning against the door while his left rested loosely on the arms. His gaze was fixed out the window and had drifted, as if he was deep in thought. He was still wearing my black shirt, so his arms were free. That meant, each time I had to press the gear shift, I inevitably slipped his arm. The tension that erupted here was me once in the stomach, and seemed all the sleeping Butterflies awaken. But that was not the only one. I caught that I looked up every few minutes Cas. Looked to see if he was still there. And every time I looked at his thoughtful face, my heart jumped a little higher.

GOD, Dean! Tear up the belt! I blamed myself and focused back on the road. Suddenly, my stomach growled, reminding me that he had received had been for ages any more. I reached automatically for the glove compartment and took out one of the chocolate cereal bars that were still inside. When I closed the glove compartment, I felt something. Castiel had his hand down on my forearm. I looked at him, but he saw me in the eye. His look was just hung over the arm of his lap and his hand that stroked. Dreamy and absent, he stroked it.
SHIT! I could not help it, I closed my eyes and let the heat glide through my arm, hands Castiel sent out. Could feel it from his hands directly into my arm and my shoulders crept up. I realized how life came into my pants. My cock twitched several times and that's it for me. Panic I pulled my hand back over to me, it got the Impala violently into a spin, but after a moment of shock I had it back under control.

My eyes were stubbornly focused on the road. I would not look now Cas. I was too chicken. I knew I could not bear to see the disappointment in the big blue eyes. Knowing that I had him hurt again.
with the teeth I ripped the packaging and spat out the rest of the paper out the window. While I ate the chocolate bar, I noticed that my arm still tingled. Moment? Was the stronger? In fact, with every second that passed, felt I clearly had the tingling where Castiel had touched me, where was his big warm hand stroked me.
I counted to ten in my head and tried to get my body back under control.

It failed miserably. The tingling was still there and itch, as did stop it only when Cas' hands to "place" was. Now and as for my cock. Who was already at half mast and I slipped out and restless herzuzaubern ago to somewhere in the denim bursts, but in vain. Shortly my eyes jumped from the street and risk a Look to Castiel, who had an indefinable expression on his face. But that was not what made me worry. He looked at me. Directly, as if he had only just noticed that I was next. I ignored it.

1 second.

2 seconds.

3 seconds, I checked whether he still looked at me.

4 seconds, jap, still.

5 seconds, ok, now I do fear slowly Cas.

10 seconds.

I was the last straw. I went to the emergency lane and turned off the engine. Then I turned around and looked him directly to Cas in the face and tried to speak calmly.

"Ok, Cas, what the hell is wrong with you? "I asked with a firm undertone.
Castiel eyebrows drew together slightly.
"What should be with me?" Came his reply and Castiel look flashed across my face as if he would find something that angered me so.

"How would I know, but until you speak a word to me and whipped for 6 hours drive through the desert."

"I thought," fell into my word Cas. I thought he would turn away immediately, expected this so typical of human movement. But Cas looked at me still. Banned from anything. I touched his nose and just stroked my face. Maybe I had something stuck in it so or so.

"Did you talk about?" Castiel asked suddenly.
I took my hands from her face. Castiel looked skeptical eyes.

"God! Cas' view is even worse than Sam's. These large, curious and questioning and glittering-No I do not just think, "I took me back to reason.

"Um, no, not really, so do not understand this wrong now."
"Why should I understand this wrong?"

I touched her temple, she massaged short to counteract increasing my headaches.

husband, Cas can be real tough ... Well, at least I can not connect with him put my foot ... not that he would notice.

"Forget it," I waved him off and was about to start the engine, as Cas asked me again.
"Why you did not want to talk, Dean?" He looked out the window as he spoke, and when he finished, he looked curious to me.
I let go of the key and sank back into the driver's seat. I met Castiel questioning look. I was curious: why Cas asked me that?

"Hm, well, I like it some day when it's quiet. The fact that I can think. And I'm never happy to drive the car anyway. In most cases, only the street gave me and my car with good music, "I replied, and brought at the end, even want an honest smile. And I could not believe my

eyes when I saw Cas grinned at me wide.

"What?" I asked nervously. Why the hell was I nervous?

"I also like to do," said Cas, still grinning.
Now I was confused. "You like my music?"

"No, I like to think too. Easy times for me to be. Castiel got an odd look. He stared into the distance and I saw something almost like homesickness in his eyes. Then he grinned at me.
"I think we probably have something in common."
"Seems so," I replied, grunting, but I too was smiling now. Cas was able to enjoy the funniest things. We looked at a smile. No one broke the eye contact. At some point, and I pushed the probably bad chocolate bars, put my brain back, and I asked myself, why do we actually smiled at us ...

I looked away. Suddenly I came back Cas' words in mind.

"We have something in common."

I frowned. Attempted
Cas about to flirt with me? This idea was so absurd that I even set the silence spoke with my lips. But no, it still made no sense. As

I watched Cas, this still sparkled. Beamed at me. Well, it made sense ...

"Um, ok, that explains why you have not said anything. But why have you staring at me so? "

Cas was confused. I looked at him. This look if it was something so completely incomprehensible.

"This is a stupid question," Cas said simply.

"What? No it's not! "I denied.
"And you do not you should start to complain about stupid questions." I could not help but grin and boxed Cas chummy on the shoulder.

"I would need until next week, I would be your" stupid "questions you want to list."

Cas grin did not disappear. But I saw that he was concerned at one time.
"Yes, I suppose you're right." Cas laughed briefly and looked at his hands.
"I'll give you probably far too often on the nerves." His voice was uncertain.

I saw it and grabbed it with my right arm at the shoulder and a friendly a few times gently struck it.
"Yes, you definitely do." Cas' view widened. But before he fell into a panic, I went on.
"But does not even bother you, I'll help 'you make the right questions." When I saw Cas shine once started at these words, made my heart skip a beat. Only briefly but it was enough to awaken the butterflies in me. My arm was still about Castiel shoulder. Pressed gently. Only when I felt the heat and tingling in my fingertips began to crawl up, I pulled my arm away. I again fully aware how close I Castiel was moved up again ... and how well it is back filled had ... damn!

"Cas So, why is it a stupid question? Tell me, why are you staring at me? "

Cas sighed as an adult that a child should face the obvious.
He turned his head toward me and looked me directly with them to kneel blue eyes
"Dean, I've looked at you because you're beautiful."

I could feel the heat slowly but steadily high crept into my head. Spread out and throbbed and my head literally transformed into a deep scarlet.

"I, me, you .... WHAT? " It was babbling from me.

"Dean, I said I've looked at you because"

"Yeah, I've seen you before but ..." I fell into his word. God, how could something like Cas me say in the face ... I mean NEN guy says to another guy, this "beautiful" is. Yet I could not deny that it had not pleased me. The butterflies turned Formula One race in my belly.
Why? Why damn had to happen to me?
I beat furiously against the steering wheel. My frustration from swelled. In fear I might hurt my baby I took myself together and stroked it tenderly.

What was so bad there? Cas found myself holding pretty. I was not a prude and he meant it not as safe as we would normally understand it. Suddenly I saw

that Cas' hand was very close to my cheek. I flinched, but Cas was undeterred. He just put it gently against my face.

"And I think when your head as coloring," he tenderly stroked my cheek bones and probably unconsciously licked his lips, "Then makes up the only even more desirable."

My heart had just turned on the turbo speed. Like a jackhammer struck in my chest and I could only swallow with difficulty.

Ok, he means it actually * SO *! I grabbed his hand and solve them wanted. Wanted to have control over me. But I could not. Instead, I now had surrounded his hand and enjoyed just as it was pressed against my soft skin. I drifted off, and even closed my eyes. Cas made no move to stop me. He let me.

I awoke from my stiff, I felt like I was rock hard. I glanced at my crotch and saw how my stand more clearly as a bulged against the fabric.
shit! What am I doing here? I took Castiel hand from my face and adjusted me again half-way in the seat I could not see Cas in the eye. It was so embarrassing, God. I started the engine and drove off. Shortly after we were back on the road, I watched Cas. He again had this dreamy and pensive expression.
I cleared my throat briefly.
"Thank you, you know ..." I babbled way too quiet and indistinct, but when I saw Cas began to grin broadly as he looked outside, I knew he had me very well understood. I said no more. Just went on. Tried to ignore the feeling in me that gnawed at me, and swelled. The feeling that Cas could be more than just an adventure. But as was so with things that ignore one tries to think I could the rest of the ride in anything else.

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Castiel looked at his hand just yet Deans face was affected. But what it Many more will was what was then Dean's words

, He said thank you. " A smile played Castiel lips as he realized that Dean liked it when Castiel told him what he felt. What did Castiel in it. They drove for a while. Then when Dean repeatedly rub their eyes and had already felt that his eyelids were heavy, he looked for the nearest motel. It was not long before he drove the Impala into the parking lot of the Lucky Star Motel.

"Ok, Cas, end of shift. I need sleep. We continue tomorrow. "

Dean looked nervously Castiel and then rose from reluctantly. Castiel followed Dean's example. Dean graduated from the Impala. He took only his wallet with the false statements. The bag he would not need it for the night. He went to the reception. Castiel followed him. As always, he was far too close to Dean are. Their shoulders touched and Dean could feel the heat that Castiel sent out.

, Hmmm, I never thought that I would even be glad that Cas has nothing of personal space. " went, there suddenly Dean through the head before he could stop himself.
Before he himself could come back, we were already the receptionist.
"Jaaah?" Said the young man again. He was chewing on a chewing gum and, accordingly, was his pronunciation.

"Um, a room for the night."
The man reached for a key.
king size bed? "
Dean, who was not surprised anymore, no power and had leisure to get excited. He just wanted to sleep a few hours and morning proceeding.
"Yes, fits right," Dean said, and grabbed the keys. Then he headed for the room with quick steps.

Castiel, who had seen everything and been quiet, was not to embarrass Dean to again like last time, followed him excited.
He would jump in the air can do, so happy he was.

, Dean has not excited when the man had proposed the double bed. Does that mean that we repeat it now? Does this mean I can touch him again, kiss him and feel? "

It tingled all over Castiel excitement. His hand trembled in anticipation.

, Dean ran almost even. He can hardly expect. "Castiel started in a burst of euphoria. Castiel thought more, and he would lose the ground under their feet.
They reached the door. Dean stopped and turned to Castiel. Then he put his hand back on Castiel forehead and one hand against his cheek.

Go "are you okay? You do not feel bad or dizzy? "

Castiel sighed under the touch and closed his eyes. Dean's hands were incredibly soft. Almost tenderly they touched his skin.

"no. I'm doing great, "Castiel replied dreamily.
, Dean is worried about me. He wants that I feel good. " Castiel opened his eyes and looked at Dean.

"Well, ok." Dean took his hands from Castiel's face and gave him a slap against his shoulder
"Then we'll see you tomorrow, right? And not do anything stupid. "

do this was Dean of the door and disappeared inside. Castiel, just wanted to follow only saw how the door shut in his face. He heard the chattering like a chain and fell to the castle.

He was locked out.

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Dean slammed the door and pushed quickly to the padlock. His hands trembled and he hesitated to leave the door open. He quickly left the pin still fall into the lock.

, God, Cas I must keep a giant asshole! " Dean ran his erratic through his hair and moved quickly away from the door.

Damn it I do it just to stay away from him. God, it was just once again almost been ready. I wanted so much to him a hug, let me fall, let me catch ... 'As Dean saw his reflection, was it bad.

, but I did not want to think so. This must stop and that RIGHT NOW! " yelled to Dean on inside.

He took a deep breath and calm again. He gulped down all these thoughts, feelings and desires. Locked them in a box. A box that was already too full. But Dean knew how to place managed to still get something clean. He sat on the bed and put his wallet and keys on the bedside table. Then he pulled his flask from his jacket and took a big gulp. He introduced him to the other items on the bedside table. Then he took off his leather jacket and stretched once extensively that his bones cracked shortly. Dean looked at the pillow and fear gripped him. He did not sleep again, did not return. But here too, something was there. Dean attacked again after the flask and emptied it in half.

, morning I need something designed, I'd rather leave something in there. "

Then Dean felt like the Scotch in his throat, ran down and brought warmth in his stomach. Dean noted as etched, but also how it calmed him.

, the thing is really an all rounder. "


This has allowed the Dean slide into the pillow. He did not bother to continue to move out. He lay simply in jeans and T-shirt on the bed. Then he slowly drifted away in his sleep ... feared his nightmares.

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Castiel stood still for several minutes before the door uncertain whether this was just happening.

Hat, Dean locked myself out really? He knows how I feel for him, he knows that I want to be near him. And the car ride. The arrival here, everything. It was good. This time I have done nothing. Nothing that has not enjoyed Dean or shamed him. "

Castiel was slowly his fingers over the wood that separated him from Dean.
, it's no problem ... but Dean does not want me in there have. I will not be with him. "

entering Castiel walked away from the door. He went to the barbecue area of the motel and stopped in front of a stone bench stand.

anger crept up in him. His hands clenched fists as if by magic.
, Dean has probably taken me literally. Angels do not sleep. So I can just wait out here until Dean comes out again? '

Castiel closed his eyes and put his head back, trying this feeling this rage, to bring under control.

But the only thing that happened was that he was again angry with himself.

, I wanted too much again ... this touch. Dean did not mean he's not ready and I urge him. I'm so stupid! "

The anger seemed to leave his body. He opened his eyes and the moon could be seen just as a thin crescent. Before Castiel eyes came out the memories of the car. As Dean had touched him. How he had placed in his hand. As he stuttered and had turned red.

rushed at once again the rage in Castiel. Nothing was forgotten. Nothing was his fault.

, Why are you doing this to me Dean! Why do you do to yourself that? Is it so wrong that I touch you? Is it so wrong that all that I desire is to give you security? "

Castiel whole body was trembling now. And he could not hold anymore.

, Dean says he wants me and two moments later, I'm like the plague for it! He thinks only of himself Dean, DEAN, DEAN! Why do you walk me not finally out of my head! '

During this last thought Castiel was disengaged. In his rage he had blindly stepped on a stone bench, which broke crashing and cracking in half. In the dim light of street lights could be seen slowly spreading its wings. Threatening, they extended themselves to strike just moments later. The lights of the lanterns exploded in the same heartbeat. Sparks flew out wide and strewn Castiel body and face. His face, marked by anger and disappointment.

, How I come from you get rid of Dean? How? '

Castiel did not know if it was the darkness that surrounded him now or that he was just simply too weak. But suddenly he felt like he was drawn to Dean. Every fiber of his body screamed for Dean wanted him. Castiel desperate.

, He does not want me yet! Why can not I resign? "

But the desire remained, he continued to relentlessly drilled. Castiel Dean once believed to be heard. As he moaned. As he whispered. But it was different. Everything was different. He noted that he no Felt desire. This much-present feeling that what he had with Dean forever.

met Eiskalt Castiel knowledge.

Dean was in danger! Without thinking Castiel

sprinted to the room. He stopped at the door and put his ear to it. He listened as Dean groaned. As he begged for help.

Castiel no longer hesitated. He briefly stretched his wings and the next second he was in the room.

Dean was lying on the bed and tossed restlessly from side to side. His eyes were tightly shut and Castiel could see how the Eyes frantically moving under the lids.

"No, no! I will not let me, "moaned Dean unclear.

Castiel was immediately on the bed and he tried to calm Dean somehow.

, he has a nightmare. I have to calm him down. Should I wake him? "

Dean's breathing became more and more hectic. As if to run away from something.


* Dean's POV: *

Shortly after I had fallen into sleep, I felt it again. The suction that pulled me inexorably into the abyss. I could feel the floor is opened beneath me. I tried everything to keep me here, on the surface. My hands were scratching on the ground and I clutched firmly with all my strength. But it was as always in vain. I was drawn down and fell.
fell back into the hell home.

I opened it and just blackness enveloped me. The first thing I heard back was the drop. Like a rain shower that never ended. Large and heavy drops splashed down. The air was filled with the smell and taste of iron. But only briefly, until again the old familiar burnt flesh to be mixed. My eyelids

fluttered briefly and I saw on a table ... no it was a torture Reck. As the scorpion stung I jumped up and wanted to get away from it.

No, I could not have dreamed again ... no, I damn, why? Why can not it be true?

"Well Deano? Are you awake again? I have re-refined souls for you. "

I turned and saw the grimace of Alistair. His face, you should call it that, was a single landscape of scars. He was bald, stood out from which only few small bits of horn. His eyelids and lips were removed. His teeth sharper than that of a vampire. And his eyes were universally white. This terrible cruel white.

"Or do not you? We can also make you cancel your package. "Alistair came closer to Dean. And now whispered with his lipless mouth against Dean's ear.
"I must admit, I miss your screams ... your pain, you were my masterpiece!" Purred Alistair. To me it sent shivers down my spine. No back to the draw? Never again, I'd had enough.

"No, Give me what you got there. "

" Hm, always eagerly ... "the demon smacked enjoyable and clapped their hands. Then he pulled it to her. A girl, more than 15 years old. She screamed and fought, but against the grip of the demon she could not do anything. In seconds, she was strapped to the horizontal bar and Dean they circled. Wondered how he could torture them, as he had to torture them.

"Come on, do it!" Alistair I pushed my "instruments".

I reached for the instruments, but my hands were shaking. I did not want more, I could not.

Alistair was instantly at my side

"Well, now spread cut and not feel like? Hm? "

Dean shook Alistair. Went to the head of the girl.

"No I, I ..." sang

"Oh-Dean" Alistair in a cruel tone.
"You will probably still back on the high bar."

No, nothing makes me go back there. Nothing!

I imagined a lever and he appeared. I drew him on and below the horizontal bar, a tub opened with highly concentrated sulfuric acid. I pressed the little wind and the horizontal bar was lowered slowly. Closer and closer to totbringenden acid.

I'm so sorry, I, I ...

was a muffled call me stop. Far be it echoed in my head.

"Dean wake up!"

The voice was deep and strong. Sure. I knew there where that voice was, I was sure. But as I waited for the voice came again, I was disappointed. Before Alistair could punish me, I continued. Finally, I dipped the corner in the acid. It was therefore inclined to the feet were first at it.

The screams began immediately. Grell and they both came from her throat and burned itself into my soul. Another piece of burnt beyond recognition. But I did not stop, let them continue in the acid bath. I continued my relentless torture. While the girls screamed themselves hoarse. They kicked and twitched trying with all his might to escape the pain. But without success. Relentlessly, she was bound to the high bar, which is now up to their Breast in the acid went. Her screams died away, as the acid ate away her lungs. At their ankles was little more meat on it and you already saw the white bone. She bit her lip and blood from flowing out. Even more blood.

Then came the voice again.

"DEAN!" echoed, this time louder and I stopped. But this time Alistair had no patience.

"Go on," he shouted, his voice thundered in the hall along, seemed to displace the other. I wanted to continue, but the voice in my head did not give up.

"Dean! What about you? Why do not you wake up? Come back! Please! " And this time it hit me like a punch in the stomach. Vigorously spread the feeling of warmth in me. I felt again. For so long. I wanted to follow the voice, but already I hit the steel spines whip Alistair and tore my back in a single blow. I dropped to my knees and my hand slipped from the unfavorable winds. The draw immediately crashed into the acid bath. And the girl was now completely covered. She opened her mouth for a silent scream but only more acid came into her lungs and stomach. It was now etched from the inside out. Her skin was peeling off, and quickly died away their movements. Finally replaced with a clear plop * * one of the eyeballs, and drove to the surface. The optic nerve was also associated in part, and wriggled like a scourge in the water.

But the pain inside of me was nothing compared to the euphoria over the previously experienced feeling.
I stood on shaky, trying to off coming from the rack. Wanted to vote.
The voice that had awakened something in me, away from pain and hate.

I ducked out from under Alistair next swing and there it was again, the voice, warm and gentle this time: "Come on! You're safe, it will happen to you! "
The view swam before my eyes and it began to spin everything. Alistair grew seemed to be at once three heads. I leaned against the wall. No, not a real wall. That did not exist here. I felt the putrid flesh, when my hand is supported against the torso. A many of which were stacked several meters high. Their heads were missing. And her limbs were ripped from the wounds and blood and pus oozed out that the "walls" and went down in the ankle-deep on the ground mixed liquor. When I looked up to calm my dizziness I saw the wire network, which between the "walls" was tense. Clung to the missing heads and they were the source of the heavy rain that filled the air with iron and watered the torture chamber in the blood. The voices of Alistair and the stranger were worse. More they blended into each other. And the more they did it the worse my headache and were turning. Until finally it began to collapse on me. The corpses were going to bury me. But always there was a flicker and I saw something entirely different. Saw a wooden ceiling. Saw a man who looked down on me. There were only a flash impressions, which were repeated over and the ever more rapid sequence. But one thing I could hold in the chaos.

At One thing I could think.
These blue eyes. Worried about someone. I knew that if I go there, where those eyes are. I'm sure. Then I'm free.

I felt already as the weight of the torso I pressed the air out of the lungs and the moment I tore open my eyes and saw a bright flash. My environment literally shattered and I was sitting upright in a bed in a room that I did not know.

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Dean was high with a startled cry and sat rigid and upright in bed. Castiel was beside him. Laid a hand on Dean's back. The other ran hastily over his heart. This suggested violent and faster than it had ever experienced Castiel.

, this can not well be! '

Deans had also been suspended respiration after the scream and his eyes darted around the room confused. But Castiel could not bear to see more of. Without thinking about what Dean wanted and what he would allow him to acting Castiel. He did what Dean needed.
He Deans face in his hands, clasped it and pulled it into view. He spoke again softly and gently to Dean.

"You're Dean in safety. You will not do anything. Do you hear Dean? You are looking at security. "

Castiel Dean's eye passed through, as if he did not know him.

, Who is it? What am I doing here? "

, Dean thought in panic, just before he saw her again. These blue eyes.

, I'm here with him! I've done it, I, I'm safe ... I'm free ... ' Dean could not think clearly and take everything from breathing was not to speak. He just looked lost in the blue eyes. Heard the voice that had saved him. From the reflex of fear he might return again, he grabbed the man set before him and pressed herself against him. When he radiates heat the body sensed and the pure fragrance rose to his nose, believed Dean, his head would explode. Memories flooded him. From the man Castiel, the angel who saved him. With which he had experienced so much.

, Cas, I always call him Cas' it occurred to Dean and he inhaled sharply. Rough brutal and filled his lungs, but Dean did not notice the pain, because with the new oxygen were also new memories.
As Castiel had trusted him. As he had died for Dean. As he had kissed Dean. And was locked out as Castiel Dean.

Shit, what's he doing here? I, I'm so dazed but shit, why ...?'

Dean tore himself away from Castiel. His breathing was now adjusted to his heartbeat. Hectic his chest rose and fell. The dream was always to be present in Dean and he wanted to get away from it. He automatically reached for his hip flask. He wanted to drown the bad experience just in itself. Just before he reached him, holding his wrist firmly Castiel. Stopped him.

"Hey, Cas, what? Let me go! "

But Cas did not let go. Iron hand he held Deans caught.
, why does Dean drink again? This brings nothing. It takes him only destroy it. Does he not know that I will protect him? Does not he know that he is safe with me? "

Dean kicked. He could already feel like his nightmare came forth again. The memories of it. The screams, the smell and the mutilation. It was present again and penetrated more in Dean's mind. Dean began to struggle to connect. He wanted to fight free at all costs. He would not go back down there. Down there, where he was this terrible Things had to do.

Castiel was worried.

, Dean defends Why so? What's wrong with him? How come he do not calm yourself, then? If the memories are still so strong? How can I show him is that he is safe with me? "

Castiel pulled Dean closely toward him. He ignored Dean's fury. He just took her in his arms and held him with her. His left hand was laid on his lower back and held him. While his right hand gently began to stroke Dean's neck.

Dean clutched tightly to Castiel shoulder and he tried to push away with all their might. But it was in vain. Cas held him and Dean was not able to free himself.

, What is wrong with Cas, why he can not leave me alone? Why can not ... '

"Quiet, Dean, I'm with you, do you hear? You need not fear. You'll never hinmüssen there again. "Gentle whisper these words into Castiel Dean's ear. Reiterated its contents again and again like a mantra. He stroked more reassuring Dean's neck.

Dean stopped the fighting and he expressed not as strong against Castiel. His breathing was still too fast and Deans heart was pounding in his chest.

, What makes da Cas? He can go after all. I'm awake I, I ... 'Suddenly Dean re
felt the maelstrom that threatened to devour him. But Castiel went on talking soothingly to him.

"No, Cas, let me me, you, you do not need, do you hear? I can do it alone, "Dean wanted to sound decisive, but his voice was riddled with anxiety and panic. He pushed and fought back strongly, but was one that Castiel. Dean

He hugged tighter and it began. Castiel stretched its wings. Gently, he embraced them with Dean's body. He raised his head and looked at Dean's surprised him in his eyes.

"Dean, do not worry. I saved up and I will never let you go back have to. Never again! "Castiel murmured with his rough and sorrow filled voice. He easily nudged against Dean's nose with his. On either side of her forehead touched.

close So ... ', thought both synchronously.

"I'll protect you, Dean!"

Cas said this not only. Dean felt it, he knew it. When this heat is spread in it. This heat which his panic sales.

, Cas I will not let you down. He can protect me and, and ... with him I'm sure. " The moment he felt the first time Castiel wing. They stripped him of his arms and back. easily tickled in his knees. Dean moved away from Castiel view and buried his face in his neck flexion.

Castiel knew how things changed. Dean, who seconds earlier tried with all my strength had push away Castiel, now clutched in his shirt and pulled him close in itself. Pressed itself like a drowning man to Castiel body. Dean's body trembled and Castiel, began again to stroke Dean. He did not use his tricks to calm Dean. Castiel was too much agitated about Dean's condition was, as he had remembered. However, it was effective. Quickly disappeared and the tremor was Dean pulse seemed to normalize. pressed

As Dean of Castiel, he had to. He let go, let himself fall. He trembled with fear. Prior to that, what awaited him. He was one of his Tears do not stop. She quickly ran down his face and moistened Castiel shirt. Several others followed.

But Castiel was there. He was there and caught him.
Dean's breathing calmed down. And the warmth and gentle hands Castiel who did went up and down on Dean's body, the rest closed his heavy eyelids. He was dragged out and fell back to sleep. But this time, no suction was there. This time, Dean felt the closeness of Castiel. The soft wings around him before he came, as if on air. They thought he was far removed from the maelstrom of hell. He was safe. He was finally free.

Before long, Dean drifted away. His hands relaxed, but Castiel did not solve the embrace. He lay there Sun Right next to Dean. Enclosed and protected in his wings. Rau whispered Castiel further into Dean's ear.

"You are safe ... I will watch over you ... I am always with you."

Dean was only a pleasant hum of itself. Buried his face deeper into Castiel and mumbled sleepy and quiet.

"Hmm, my Cas ..." Then he fell asleep. His quiet breathing filled the room. Castiel smiled Deans and stroked on the neck.

, he called me "his Cas. So, Dean feels something for me. "

Then Castiel put his lips close to Dean's ear. He whispered, almost silently, "Sleep well, Dean."
The warm breath brushed over Dean's neck and Castiel watched as Dean got goose bumps. But Castiel knew. This time it was a good sign. This time he had done the right thing.

TB ...