Sam: Dean…
Dean: Not now.
Dean went straight to the library, where Castiel was.
Dean: Hey ‘Cass. What you doing here?
Castiel: I came here to check on Y/N.
Dean: How do you know?
Sam: I prayed to him…I’m worried for Y/N…
When ou heard Sam say this you were happy but mostly angry. He’s worried? None of this would’ve happened if he listened to you.
You: You have no right to worry for me.
Sam: Y/N, I-
You: No. Don’t say you’re sorry. You were right. I’m not a hunter. I almost got myself killed. You were right but if you would’ve just listen to me and see what was in front of you, you would have seen it was a mother fucking vampire, not a werewolf.
Castiel: May I?
You nod. Castiel puts his hand on your cheek and heal you.
You: Thanks ‘Cass.
You leave the library and go to your room.
Dean: Next time Sam, shut up.
Sam: I’m sorry, Dean! I never meant it!
Dean turns around facing Sam and punches him.
Dean: I’m sorry, Sam. I never meant it. But unlike you this bruise will heal. The consequences of your words though, will probably not, Samuel. I’m telling you this on last time. I am not losing her because of you.
Dean went to the kitchen and made some coffee for you.