Just a little worried

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Yes I am alive... I haven't been writng much because I haven't really had the motivation but season 11 is now on netflix and it got my creative juices flowing so here you go. Based on episode 4 titled "Baby"

Cas sighed internally at Dean's invented name. A "werepire" indeed, although it was certainly better than the infamous "Jefferson Starship" monsters from a couple years previous.

He went on to tell Dean of the fascinating history of the Whisper creature, when he came across lore that said they only fed during solar eclipses. The evidence from the case didn't correlate to that bit of lore and Cas sighed again.

"Alright Dean, maybe it is your so-called werepire."

Suddenly, Cas heard a slam as he assumed the door to Dean's beloved car had just been forcefully shut.

"Dean?" Hearing no answer, Cas felt panic begin to build, "Dean, DEAN! Are you alright?"

Two gun shots shattered the heart-wrenching silence on the other end of the line. And Cas felt his heart break. No... please, not Dean, not his most important human. He continued to yell Dean's  name through the phone until he heard the deep voice he had come to cherish.

"Looks like I did shoot the deputy."

Cas could hear the smile Dean surely had on his face. And a slight sob of relief escaped his mouth.

"Cas what's wrong? Are you ok?"

Worry colored Dean's voice and the anvel answered,

"I'm fine Dean... I just, thought I'd lost you again... I panicked"

"I'm all good Cas. Hey, thanks for... you know. Looking out for me. Keep digging on the case but get yourself some rest. Ya hear?"

"Yes Dean, I can hear you quite well."

Chuckling Dean reliped, "Talk to you soon Cas." And hung up.

Sitting in the Impala, Dean smiled at the phone in his hand. Cas was worried about him... It felt kinda nice, for the angel who had made Dean first doubt his feelings and then obliterated that doubt, for him to have been worried about Dean. Maybe when they got back to the bunker he and Cas would have a talk. Or not do much talking at all depending on how Dean's luck worked out...

Meanwhile, back in the bunker Cas was thinking of ways to give his hunted a very warm welcome.

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