Dean had stormed about outside for hours now, shouting obscenities and a number of other things. He couldn't save Castiel, he couldn't stop his angel from dying when Cas had saved his life so many times. What the hell was he doing! Why couldn't he find the answer? He and Sam had done research for hundreds of different things before, always finding something. So why now! Why couldn't he figure this thing out?

Sam ran outside, "Dean!" He shouted, leaning off the front step to Bobby's place, "Dean get in here!"

Dean looked up, "What! What could be so important?"

"It's Cas!"

After that Dean was running inside, he didn't know what was going on but it couldn't be good considering the tone his brother had taken. He followed Sam to the kitchen where he saw a pot sitting on top of the stove, some crazy green liquid bubbled inside. He scanned around and spotted Castiel laying on the countertop. He was curled up into himself, groaning and gasping continuously.

"Cas!" Dean shouted, running straight to him, "Cas what happened? What's wrong?"

Cas turned a hazy gaze on the hunter, pain wracking his body as he did so, "The emerald..." He strained himself to speak, "I remembered what you have to do with it- AH!" He scrunched into a tighter ball, his entire body shaking uncontrollably. "I-I have to d-d-d-d-" he couldn't speak, his jaw was vibrating with the rest of him.

Dean looked at Sam who just gestured toward the pot. Cas groaned as he struggled toward it, his limbs looked as though they were refusing to respond to his brain's demands, "Cas," Dean lifted him up, peering down at the full 2 inches of his angel... Wait a second... Dean looked a little closer and saw that Cas' clothes fit a little better, hell they fit a lot better! "Cas, you grew!" Dean exclaimed excitedly, despite his friend's pain.

Cas gave a short nod and pointed at the pot, "The emerald," He squeaked, his arm starting to waver, "I h-have to dr-dr-" he squeezed his eyes shut as pain coursed through him again, his body shuddering violently in response. Once he'd stopped, he continued his struggle to the green liquid, not seeming to care if he tumbled out of Dean's hands.

"Whoa, whoa..." Dean lowered Cas to the pot's edge, not wanting to let him fall, "What is it? Why do you need that shit so badly?"

Castiel leaned over and tried to get some of the sludge, "I have to drink it." He grit his teeth as he spoke, forcing his jaw to stay in one place. His vibrations were bad enough that he almost fell right into the pot, though Dean's hands were right there to stop him.

"Drink it? Cas I think drinking it did this to you in the first place." Dean's voice was scolding as he cupped his hands around the squirming angel.

"If... If I don't eat it all once I start, it'll t-turn to poison inside me. At this size, I-I-I could be dead in minutes." Cas managed to steady himself enough to choke out his explanation, his breathing becoming more and more ragged.

"You what!" Dean exclaimed, he quickly snatched a spoon out of the nearby drawer and started scooping up the sludge, "Eat." He said angrily, shoving the spoon close to Cas' face. "I'll feed it to you, just relax."

The angel weakly leaned upward and started licking the spoon, taking in as much of the liquid emerald as he could. It took a while, but he started growing again as he continued to eat it. Dean helped him the whole time, encouraging him to eat more, even though it hurt. Cas nearly threw up several times, but the thought of having to eat that again afterward wasn't very appealing to him. As he continued to grow a thought occurred to him, he didn't want to grow to full size while wearing these tiny clothes.

Lifting a small, quivering hand he looked over at Dean, "Undress me," he mumbled.

"I don't think now's the time-"

"Please, Dean," he sounded even weaker when pleading, "I can't do it myself."

At first Dean was a little confused, but as soon as he pulled the little shirt and jacket off he realized what Cas was getting at. The clothes were getting much tighter and he didn't want to get stuck in them during all of this.

After what felt like hours, and probably was, Castiel was back to the same height he had been when originally shrunk. There were only a few bits left over from the pot; Dean had placed the now undressed angel inside to clean up the leftovers. Cas attempted to stand but failed, hitting his knees on the metal pan he began to crawl toward the remaining pieces of emerald. Dean had placed him relatively close so he reached them after a short struggle, scooping them into his hands he knew that if he could manage to eat it he'd be fine, he'd be an angel again.

He brought the liquid emerald to his lips when a sudden dizzy spell hit him, he stared down at the green blob in his hands and watched as everything started to blur together. He could feel his body begin to sway as darkness washed over his vision. His hands shook as he lifted the final pieces into his mouth, the world fell black and so did he, out cold. "Cas!" Dean reached in and lifted the little angel again, he looked in the pot, it was damn near spotless, the spoon as well. He looked at Cas' hands, basically clean.

Though all of the emerald had been eaten, Cas hadn't changed. Dean frowned, "Cas?" He shook the angel a little, no movement. "Cas!" He shook him again, his tone nearing panic, he was about to freak out when he saw some green liquid leaking from the angel's mouth. He used his finger and slid it back in, Cas hadn't swallowed the last bit yet. Dean carried Cas to the spare bedroom in Bobby's place, laying him down gently, he started to massage the angel's neck. Dean tried to do everything he could to force the last of it down; he could at least do this much to save his angel.

In what felt like forever, Dean watched Cas' throat muscles move as the angel finally swallowed. Relief washed over the hunter as he watched Cas' body begin to grow, his skin glowing lightly. In moments he had his angel back; Castiel opened his eyes and looked at Dean.

"You saved me." He said, surprise in his voice, a smile coming over his lips, "Thank you, Dean."

Dean laughed, "I didn't do shit for you this whole time, I force you to eat something and now suddenly you're thanking me? Well you're welcome, but I didn't do a whole lot." He leaned over and gave Cas a hug, nuzzling his cheek against Cas'.

Cas smiled, pulling away from the hunter to look him in the eye, "You've done more than enough for me in the last two weeks." He leaned forward and kissed him fully on the lips, personally enjoying it very much since he hadn't managed to do it before.

Dean pressed into the kiss, slowly pushing the angel down to the bed, pinning him there, "I believe," He said softly, breaking the kiss, "That I made you a promise..."

Cas' cheeks flushed red as the memory returned to him, he smiled sheepishly as he stared up at the man looking down at him, their eyes met and for a moment, Castiel couldn't think of anything but Dean. Nothing else would fit in his mind, and he didn't want it to. "I believe you did,"

Dean smirked, not wanting to play games this time he got up, rummaged through his bag and pulled out a lubricant. Cas peered at it, intrigued and curious, "What is that?" He asked innocently.

Dean glanced at him, his grin only widening. "Something that'll let me fuck you easier,"

Cas' gaze changed from curious to lustful in seconds, he licked his lips, stretching out on the bed to tempt his partner, "What if I want it rough?" he teased, shifting his hips seductively.

Dean pulled his clothes off, freeing his growing erection from the constrictive cloth, "Well, baby, you just have to ask," he crawled in beside the angel, going straight for his earlobe to get a little nibble.

Cas shuddered, a short gasp escaping him. He turned his gaze on Dean, a pleading look in his eyes, "Please?" he whispered, "I want to really feel it,"

Dean was surprised, he always saw Cas as the 'be gentle with me' type, but here he was, his angel asking him to give him hard anal, no lube. But who was he to say no? He wanted it just as much as Cas did, more friction the better. He tossed the bottle to the floor and crawled over Cas, who squirmed beneath him, desperately thrusting his hips upward for a touch. The hunter smiled again, mini Cas was adorable, but he was just as satisfied with his regular sized, pleading angel. Propping Cas up, he found the angel's entrance no problem, having done anal before on several occasions.

Cas let out an exasperated gasp at the sudden pressure, he'd enjoyed what he'd done with his fingers last time, but this? This he was loving. He wrapped his legs around Dean's waist and clung to him, it was impossible to keep him quiet, despite the fact that he was already burying his face in Dean's flesh.

Dean couldn't help but smile at Cas, he wasn't often with people who were so expressive but Cas? Cas was new to this and he was more than expressive, he cried out everything that came to mind and then some. He moaned when it felt good, whimpered when he wasn't getting enough, and screamed when Dean hit the bundle of nerves deep in his rectum.

Dean was getting plenty out of this too, even though he'd done anal before. He found a perfect rhythm that pleased both him and his partner, hard and fast was what Castiel wanted, so that's what he got. Dean pounded that ass until both were exhausted; Cas had come several times, coating both their stomachs in white ecstasy. Dean was surprised when his angel had done it more than once, apparently Cas really enjoyed being fucked up the ass. Dean bit his lip, he'd held it back to ensure Cas got the best experience, but when he finally came he moaned lightly, his body shuddering under the long awaited release.

Cas was a mess, he'd ran his hands through both their hair numerous times, he'd come on his stomach, not to mention his breathing was barely below hyperventilating. He leaned up and kissed Dean, that being the only thing he wanted to do after such an amazing feeling.

Dean kissed his partner back before pulling out and collapsing next to him. Cas could barely move his legs, they were tingling so badly, but he tried to gather the blanket with them anyway. After some help from Dean, the two cuddled beneath its warmth, kissing and snuggling.

After about two hours of just laying in silence, Cas glanced up at Dean, having had his head resting on the man's chest, "Dean?"

"Yeah?" Dean smiled down at his angel, "What's the matter?"

"Nothing is the matter," Cas whispered, "But I was wondering if I could tell you something,"

Dean adjusted himself, looking like he was listening more intently, "Yeah, anything, Cas. You can tell me anything."

The angel smiled, feeling very comforted by the thought, "Thank you, Dean. I wanted to say..." he wasn't sure how he could say it and prove that he really meant it, so he leaned up and kissed Dean as passionately as he could, "I am madly in love with you, Dean." He said softly as he broke the kiss.

Dean didn't flinch, cupping the back of Cas' head gently and pulled him in for another kiss, "I love you too, Cas."

Castiel practically purred at that, nuzzling his cheek against Dean's. He gave the hunter several light pecks on the same cheek, leading down his neck and onto his chest. Dean laughed a little, "That tickles," he snickered, reaching down and playfully pinched Cas' hips, causing the angel to yelp in surprise and snuggle closer.

Cas stuck his tongue out at his lover, who promptly sucked it into his mouth. The two began an immediate battle for dominance, one that Cas insisted on winning, he climbed on top of Dean putting one leg on either side of the man's waist. Dean smirked, still fighting the very distracted angel's tongue. He took hold of himself and angled it upward with one hand, while the other pushed Castiel down. At first the angel hadn't realized what was happening, but as soon as the penetration became apparent his tongue went limp and he moaned loudly into his lover's mouth.

Dean took his partner's hips and started pumping him up and down, he smiled when Cas came again, he was just so easy to get off. "Oh, baby you like that?"

Cas groaned louder in response, nodding his head weakly and giving a higher pitched 'Mmmhmmm,' he started bucking his hips with Dean's thrusts to get a stronger and more in-depth feel.

Dean grinned, thoroughly enjoying the sounds he was getting out of Castiel, "Angel of the lord," he chuckled between breaths, "You sure are a kinky bitch."

Cas moved himself up and down, quickening his pace, he had barely spoken during these things with Dean, or anyone else for that matter. He arched his back and rolled his head around to look at his lover, his eyes half-lidded and a smile gracing his lips, "I could do more, if you'd teach me,"

Dean was a little surprised at this, he'd never really thought about it but everything Cas had been doing until this point was just going by instinct, and what felt good. His angel had no real idea on how to please him, or himself, for that matter. He squeezed Cas' hips and pulled him down harder, getting a good squeak out of him, "You got it, sweetheart." He smirked.

Author's Note:

Thank you all for whoever read and reviewed XD I appreciate it. And I was intending to pretty much leave the story as is, if anyone has any ideas of where I could take it after this, I'm open to it! Send me a message or send it as a review, I don't care which. But I could use some creative help :) Also! I'm open to any ideas for a new fanfic, if there's anything someone had always wanted to read about but no one has ever posted, or whatever. Anyway, thanks for your support, I look forward to hearing from you!