Title: When It All Comes Out
Pairings: Dean/Castiel Sam/Jessica
Disclaimer: Eric Kripke owns all, I'm just playing with his toys.
Dean Winchester sat at a table by himself, drinking glass after glass of wine. What he really wanted was a beer but since that was not an option at the moment he settled for whatever alcohol there was to drink. Sighing he looked out to the floor that was filled with people dancing, some he knew and some he didn't.
Taking a big gulp from his glass, effectively draining it, he realized that he was the only one not dancing, but he didn't really care. It wasn't like no one had asked him to because they had, but he declined every time.
Perhaps if he had been at a bar he probably would, okay he definitely would, but he wasn't at a bar, he was at a wedding, his best friends wedding. Really he should be enjoying this, he should be happy for his friend, but he just couldn't find it in him to be. He knew he was being a bit selfish but this was his only way to deal.
Looking around once more he spotted him dancing with his new bride to some slow song that he didn't, recognize. He saw them looking at each other, blocking out the whole world, smiling before sharing a passionate kiss. Dean looked away then, feeling something churn in the pit of his stomach.
A hand landed lightly on his shoulder but just kept his gaze on the floor already knowing who it was.
"I don't get why you just don't tell him." Dean let out an exasperated sigh at his little brother's comment and the hand disappeared.
Sam grabbed an empty chair and placed it next to Dean before sitting down, but Dean still didn't look up as he answered.
"Leave it Sam." He said it a little harsh but Sam knew that his brother wasn't really mad at him so he let it be.
He was the only one that knew Dean was in love with his best friend, he knew his brother better than anyone and wasn't really surprised when Dean had accidentally told him. He remembered very well how Dean threatened to burn everything he owned if he told anyone, and Sam knew well enough that Dean would do it too, so he kept his mouth shut.
"That could've been you with him." Sam said after a long moment of silence.
Dean finally looked up and gazed back toward the floor where Castiel Novak and Sally Thompson—now Novak—he thought bitterly, were still dancing. Sally was giggling at something Cas had said before resting her head on his chest, Cas put his chin on her head and closed his eyes, a slight smile on his face.
"Well it's a bit late for that now isn't it?" Dean laughed a humorless laugh and Sam raised an eyebrow at his older brother.
"It's never too late."
"I don't want to hear anymore about this, just leave me alone."
"Is that what you want Dean, to be alone?" Sam questioned.
"Yes." Dean snapped back immediately, but Sam knew he was lying. Sam wasn't stupid and new his brother better than anyone, so he also knew that today was not the day he was gonna get through to Dean. He stood up and started to walk back to the mess of dancers. He took one step and stopped, looking at Dean one last time.
"Sometimes you have to be patient to get what you want." And that was that, Dean was left alone again.
A half an hour later Dean was still deep in thought. He kept thinking about what Sam had said to him. He would never admit it to Sam but he was right, he should of said something to Cas a long time ago and then that would've been him making Cas happy not some chick he met at a club on Dean's birthday.
He grabbed another glass and downed it.
"Hey." Dean looked over to the person that was on his mind. He regarded Dean with concern evident in his bright blue eyes.
"Hey." He replied. There was a short silence.
"Why are you sitting here by yourself?" Dean shrugged, not knowing what to tell him, certainly not the truth. "Well come on, I'm not going to have my best friend mope around at my wedding." Cas grinned at Dean and took his hand dragging him to his feet, Dean allowed Cas to do so, doing whatever would make him happy.
So Dean danced and mingled and laughed with all the pretty single girls even though he didn't want to. All the while his gaze kept moving back toward the bride and groom, always together, looking at each other lovingly. Dean could only take so much.
He abruptly left the girl that was talking to him, while she was in mid sentence, he wasn't listening anyway, and made his way over to Castiel.
"Can I talk to you for a minute." He said and Cas nodded, a smile on his face from whatever was just said by his wife. "I think that I'm gonna head home, I've got a killer headache." The smile fell from the shorter man's face.
"Are you sure?" Cas didn't want Dean to leave but he also didn't want to force him to stay.
"Alright. I guess I'll see you when I get back then." Cas was taking Sally to Paris, France for their honeymoon, it wasn't where Cas had wanted to go but Sally did so he relented.
"Yeah." Dean repeated. "Congratulations." Cas smiled at him and Dean smiled back before leaving.
A lone tear slid down his cheek as soon as he was outside and he realized that it would only be harder the longer he stayed. He decided that he was leaving tonight and he wouldn't be coming back.
Well here is my new Supernatural story. Also I don't have a Beta yet so any mistakes are mine. Please send me a review if you think I should continue this or not.