its 2:30am and im writing sad fanfiction. yes... yes i believe i have reached a whole new low.

dean awoke to a scream. he opened his eyes and grabbed his pistol from under his pillow. "SAMMY!?" dean jumped up from his bed and ran out the door of his room.

another scream

"SAMMY!" dean tried to locate the scream of terror as he made his way around the bunker. "DEAN!" sam called from behind him, his pistol raised. "sam!? wait if your not the one screaming then who-" deans body went numb as he realized who was the one screaming. "CAS!" dean bolted to Castiel's room with sam close behind. "CAS!!?" he made his way to the front of Castiel's room and banged on the door. "CAS OPEN UP!"

another scream filled the winchesters ears. "CAS!" his voice cracked as tears began to form his eyes. "dean back up.." sam tried to stay calm but he was panicking too. he lifted his foot and hit the door multiple times trying to break it. "come on..." the door broke finally and relief filled dean. he reached his hand inside the door and unlocked it trying not to get splinters. "son of a- CAS HOLD ON!" dean unlocked the door and sam bursted through it with his pistol raised. "cas!?" sam called out noticing the ex-angels absence. dean saw castiel close the bathroom door and locking it. "dont come in!" cas yelped as he sat down on the tub and arched his back.

pain filled his spine and his hole body was numb. "CAS!" dean began to shoot at the knob of the door. after 3 bullets it broke and dean opened the door to reveal castiel clenching his back. "it hurts so much..." cas gasped as he tried to remove his shirt franticly. "hey hey hey whoa cas calm down whats wrong!?" dean ran to cas and kneeled besides him as he looked at his crippled angel. "it hurts.." cas sobbed and he finally removed his shirt and tossed it at sam. "what hurts!?" sam asked catching the flying t-shirt and tossing it on the floor. "my wings!" dean looked at castiel worried. he turned his head to the angels back and saw two large cuts that where bleeding horribly. "cas?" "dean they feel hot.. a burning sensation! help.." cas screamed again at the pain.

dean for one didn't know what to do. he couldn't help his friend. he had no ideas. nothing. "cas.. cas i don't know what to do." dean did the only thing he knew HOW to do. he grabbed castiel and pulled him into a tight hug. "your gunna have to sit it out..." he whispered holding cas close. sam kneaded next to cas and sighed. "well all wait it out." he looked at dean with worry.

the rest of the night was filled with castiels screams and pleads for help. dean only soothed his and rubbed his lower back avoiding the cuts and burn marks growing on his angels back. "its okay.. i got you.. your safe.." dean stroked castiels hair and planted small kissed on his head. he felt weak and he felt upset that he couldn't do anything about it.

he couldn't save his friend from pain. not now. not ever.