Destiel One Shots

64- Demon(')s Hurt

[Requested by @WorthlessSourCandy

I'm not sure if Wattpad let me tag you.. but you've been waiting since June, I'm terribly sorry for that!! I hope this long one shot makes up for the long wait!! Thank you for your patience! The prompt will be shown at the end of the chapter.

WARNING: Major character death.]

Dean's doing better than before. He's keeping his blood lust under some control. He hasn't snuck out for a hunt in well over two weeks, which is great improvement. He used to sneak out most days for over six months to get some type of kill. Whether they were innocent or not, their blood is what Dean needed. Dean would kill them and come back to the bunker with a new excuse each time.

Though, Sam and Castiel figured it out within a month, it took a long time to help Dean get in touch with his human soul. More like getting Dean to listen to them and try to get better.

For the past four months, Castiel and Sam have been taking turns escorting Dean to new hunts every three days. They try to find packs of monsters such as werewolves and vampires. Dean usually kills them all off and the one who accompanies Dean will clean up.

It's Castiel's turn to accompany Dean to a hunt. Dean feels well enough to drive, so they take the Impala instead of a random car in the garage. The only words that are exchanged during the ride are the address, the type of monster, and that they have arrived at their destination.

Dean just parks the car and gets out the car. He goes to the trunk and takes out a machete, since Castiel and Sam have hidden the First Blade. Dean disappears into the vampires' nest.

Castiel slides closer to the wheel and turns off the car. He pulls out the keys and pockets them. Then, he gets out the car and closes the doors. Castiel walks into the barn and sees six dead by the entrance. He follows noise to the back of the cabin and sees Dean decapitate a monster. Dean falls onto his knees and bows his head as he grips the machete tightly in his right hand.

Castiel makes his way back to the entrance to let Dean calm down for a few minutes. He cleans up three of the bodies when Dean passes him without a single murmur and goes outside. Castiel knows the keys to the Impala are in his trench coat, so he cleans up the rest of the bodies in a matter of seconds.

When Castiel makes it back outside, Dean is leans back again the driver's door with his head resting lazily on the hood. Castiel stays in place for a moment and peers into Dean's soul. His soul is black, the barest amount of his human soul peeking through the darkness.

Castiel walks towards Dean and cleanses him of the blood on him. Dean lifts his head up and looks at Castiel with dull eyes. Dean holds out his hand and jerks his head towards the Impala. Castiel stares into Dean's eyes for a minute before fishing out the keys and giving them to Dean. Dean nods in thanks and gets in the car. This time, he waits until Castiel is in the car to drive away. Nothing is said during the drive back.

"How was the hunt?" Sam asks when they enter the library.