The medical room was pure white, and filled with fancy medical appliances, with a medicine cabinet to the far left. To the far right there was a desk filled with papers and a filing cabinet. In the middle sat a large metal examining table. The room was a little bigger then Gabriel's stable, which was good. Dean hated small spaces.
"I have to go check on another client's angel, he needs training since he's flying in the white peak race tomorrow and he needs all the help he can get. I'll be back later today though, around 6:00." Dean nodded and Benny gave him a smile and ruffled Cas' hair.
"Be good. Don't give the doc any trouble." Benny said as he left through the door.
Dean and Cas stood in silence for a few awkward seconds before Cas was on him in a heated kiss. The angel started pulling at Dean's belt, obviously unsure how to unlatch it since angels didn't wear belts, and if they did their caretaker would tie and untie it for them.
Dean practically had to pull him off.
"Jesus Cas! Not here." Dean hissed looking back at the door.
Just because the room had no other people present didn't mean that it would stay that way for long, and there could be cameras everywhere.
"I've waited for weeks." Cas whined giving his big sad blue puppy eyes.
Geez he was worst then Sammy!
When the hell did Cas become a sex kitten?
Dean thought for a few seconds of a way to a response to what Cas had said.
Unfortunately the angel took the silence as a negative prospect.
Cas pulled back looking down at the floor in realization.
"You don't want me." Cas' voice was dead, putting every ounce of belief into it.
"What? NO!" Dean didn't mean to yell, but Cas was so off on what Dean thought of him it was ridiculous.
The angel flinched back as Dean's voice echoed throughout the room.
Dean cringed inwardly and took the angel's face in his hands.
"Baby, trust me I do, I really really do...just not here okay?" Dean said as he swiped the pad of his thumb gently across the angel's soft skin on his cheek.
When did the angel that had been so stubborn, hard headed and moody become so caring about what Dean thought?
Dean put his hand on the mark of his handprint on the angel's chest and pressed a quick kiss to the angel's temple.
Maybe that's why Cas never let anyone in, he didn't want to get hurt.
The only angels Cas really got along with was Gabriel, and Benny had told him he was friendly with Balthazar, the annoying jackass.
Dean led Cas to the medal examining table and sat him down.
"I love you so much do you know that?" Dean said running a hand through the angel's hair.
The angel leaned into the touch as he closed his eyes and purred loudly, like a cat.
Cas had started purring recently, which Dean decided he liked.
They sat there for a while, geez this doctor was taking forever.
"Did you hear anything unusual last night?" Dean asked carefully.
The angel stopped purring just as suddenly as it started and looking up at Dean with his deep blue eyes.
Dean looked down when the angel stopped purring and his eyebrows furrowed.
The angel jerked his head away from Dean's touch and looked away, his wings drooping.
"No." The angel replied, his voice hard as stone, much like his face was in that moment.
Dean was shocked by how closed off Cas' was all of the sudden, almost like he could turn off all emotion.
Dean never would have guessed the angel was purring contently and asking for sex under five minutes ago if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.
Now he was left with the old Cas, the one who acted like he was a stranger, the one who was bitter toward him and acted like he had no business being in his presence.
After a minute of silence the angel looked up suddenly.
"I do not appreciate you staring at me." The angel growled glaring at Dean.
If looks could kill Dean would have died in an explosion after being shot, stabbed, thrown in a furnace and attacked by grizzly bears.
Dean tried not to flinch at the growl in the remark, but kept calm. Cas was only acting this way because Dean asked about a delicate subject that the angel did not care to touch on.
"Was just admiring the view Cas." Dean mumbled and then looked away, taking the higher road and letting Cas win this one. He didn't want to start a fight with the angel when the doctor would be walking in any minute.
Cas definitely knew something about what went down last night. Dean wondered if Gabriel knew something too since they shared the same stall.
When Dean looked back, the angel was calmer and looking down at his hands. The angel was playing with his thumbs, which was also one of his nervous gestures.
"I don't know why we're here...there's nothing wrong with me." The angel said bitterly not meeting Dean's gaze.
Dean kissed the angel's forehead, getting his attention.
"You're right, there's nothing wrong with you. I just want to make sure you're healthy." Dean said gently as he carded his fingers through the angel's hair.
Dean didn't blame the angel for hating doctors, hell Dean hated them himself. But with Cas being underweight and all it was completely necessary.
Just then Dean heard the door open and turned around to see a petite blond in a white doctor coat walking in with a clipboard in hand.
Cas pulled his wings in making himself appear smaller.
She stopped when she saw them looking at Dean.
"Dean Winchester and Castiel?" She asked with a creepy smile.
There was something...off...about this woman.
It was probably Cas' feelings leaking through the bond or something.
Dean brushed it off and played his casual card.
"Yea, that's us." Dean smiled coolly at her.
She walked over in high heels and reaching out her hand for Dean to shake.
Dean saw out of the corner of his eye he saw Cas tense all over as she came closer.
Dean took her hand and shook it.
"Dr. Lilith" She greeted, seeming way to happy about stating her name.
She looked from Dean to Castiel and her smile widened.
"And this sweet little cupcake must be Castiel."
Cas put his wings up so they covered his face so she couldn't see him.
"Oh don't be shy." She cooed as if talking to a child.
She didn't seem the doctor type.
"Wait, uhm, Cas here actually has an appointment with Pamela Barnes." Dean said carefully.
Lilith looked up suddenly, all happiness disappearing from her face.
"She's on vacation." She replied, her voice bitter.
"Oh..." Dean said not knowing how else to respond to that.
"Yea, she left yesterday, I was called in on short notice." The blond said setting the clipboard down on the table beside Castiel.
Dean was silent. Why did he feel so uncomfortable with this? Duh, its cause Cas was freaking out. It was written all over the angel's body language.
"So, I'll check his sight and hearing first, and then we'll see what needs work." The blond smiled again and went to the desk to grab a box of latex gloves out of the drawer.
As she had her back turned to them, Dean reached over and forced Cas' wings out of the way so he could see him.
Yup, just as Dean had suspected. The angel was looking around the room, as if for a way out. His wings were quivering and his whole body was shaking.
No way Cas was this freaked about having a checkup? Maybe it was something else...maybe he hated needles or something.
Dean looked back at Lilith who still had her back turned to them and was putting the latex gloves on her long slender hands.
"Dean." Dean heard the angel whisper his name. Dean looked back at the angel and saw that Cas' wide eyes were on Lilith's back. He looked petrified out of his mind, like a cornered animal.
Cas took his eyes off of her to look at Dean.
The angel's deep scared blue eyes met Dean's curious one and suddenly Dean heard Cas' voice in his head say three words that would make his blood freeze in his veins.
"She's a murderer"