RP for agentangusyoung - Dream State

[soldier_ofgod]

[ooc: New verse with agentangusyoung and hasdemonblood. Cas's one and only slash verse.]The things Sam had said bothered Castiel as much as the symbols he had shown him. Yet, as he tried to decipher the layers or meanings it could have he was distracted by thinking about what Sam had told him and asked

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[agentangusyoung]

It always started the same way, finding himself in the same wood cabin he'd woken up in a couple of weeks ago but with a watery unreal feeling. The structure too polished from the inside, no smell of compote and the layered scent of unwashed bodies. No Dean staring back at him with undisguised mistrust. Just the cabin and dense, heavy silence.

The door leading out was always closed and if he couldn't wake himself up soon enough, didn't get woken up by the alarm or Sam, eventually he'd start to hear the slow clomping of footsteps walking up to the door. A patient, unhurried walk that ended in a throb with every second step, always making the room seem to narrow and tighten around him. Growing smaller to suffocate him with nothing but the pinpoint of the door as his focus.

And while the dream always ended before anything else happened, the step-drag, step-drag sound wore him down, stayed with him during the day.

So looking around and realizing he was in the same position he always found himself in, on the floor and restrained, wasn't unusual. Almost expected, actually, since his dreams hadn't deviated much from this one since Zachariah had Back to the Futured him.

[soldier_ofgod]

He looked around the wooden cabin with a somewhat puzzled expression. This was vastly different from the scenic lake he had been expecting. Yet, inside Dean's own head it was easy to find him.

Standing over him, he was rather surprised to see him tied up. Canting his head to the side he frowned slightly. "This is a... strange dream you're having."

[agentangusyoung]

That was surprising. He hadn't seen anyone in this dream before and considering the location, he would have expected the perpetually stoned version of the person who was currently standing over him.

Either it was actually Castiel, taking another of his damn spirit walks though Dean's head again or it was a bleed from another dream. Dean grunted quietly as he struggled against the ties, testing them. They had never loosened before, maybe they would now.

"You here to make it better or worse?"

[soldier_ofgod]

"I am here to talk to you."

Castiel crouched down to be eye level with Dean. It didn't seem like he was going to get free and standing over him was uncomfortable.

"Now that you've realized this is a dream, you should be able to change things," he explained, "This is your mind, you have control here."

[agentangusyoung]

He heard what Castiel was saying, understood it, but gave the door a sideways look anyway. When he realized he didn’t hear any noise, no step drag that he had come to expect, the faded, blurry lines of the doorway started to come into a sharper focus that bleed quickly around the rest of the cabin.

"You couldn't have done that two weeks ago?" He grumbled as he spread his arms a little, exasperated as the ropes fell around his waist in a heap.

[soldier_ofgod]

"I had no reason to visit your dreams two weeks ago," Castiel said simply and stood again.

He wasn't sure Dean would like his reasons for coming to visit now, but if they wanted to figure out what was going on in this town, he needed to be able to focus.

[agentangusyoung]

He watched the room fall into sharp focus, looking like what he remembered before he followed Castiel and stood.

"And you got a reason now?" He asked as he moved around the table, taking a seat where the door was in his eyesight. There was no reason to be uncomfortable but he didn't like it being at his back.

[soldier_ofgod]

He sighed, pushed his hands deep into his jacket pockets and frowned. "These symbols are proving... difficult. I can't focus enough to figure them out."

It was clear he was frustrated, his frown got deeper. He wasn't used to this and wasn't sure how to broach the subject of why he couldn't focus. Talking to Dean was complicated sometimes.

[agentangusyoung]

And Castiel had shown up in the middle of a Dean's version of a Hitchcockian nightmare to talk to him about research. Dean wondered briefly if maybe it was time to talk to Cas about the concept of time as it pertained to Dean and his damn sleep.

"I think you overshot, dude. Maybe you should take your dream catcher and slide on into Sam's dreams, he's the next one over. Just y'know, cover your eyes, it wont scar you if you don't see anything."

[soldier_ofgod]

He narrowed his eyes at Dean, annoyed with his attitude. This was important, but then again, Dean always gave attitude when things were important.

"I am in the right dream. I came to talk to you, about you," he said. His plan to be gentle about bringing this up had gone out the window with some of his patience.

[agentangusyoung]

The "about you" set him on edge and he stilled, eyeing Cas warily. The answer he'd given hadn't been that different from any of the flippant shrug offs he'd given before but from Castiel's reaction, it was.

"What about me?" He asked slowly, hoping distantly that Castiel wasn't going to bring up... what had happened. Especially since he hadn't processed it yet, maybe had no intention of ever doing so.

[soldier_ofgod]

He licked his lips, oddly uncomfortable but for no reason he could actually name. That was strange.

"Your brother is... worried," he glanced away. "About what we did. He thinks that you will be hurt."

He paused for a moment.

"By me."

[agentangusyoung]

Nothing that Cas said made sense to Dean. His stomach had tightened slightly at the mention of what had happened but everything after that didn't gel.

Recent problems, Jesse, none of it really pointed to Cas doing anything to hurt him. Unless, Sam and Cas knew something, found out something that the angels had planned for him that they hadn't shared yet? And Cas was, would be... involved? He should have listened more in the car.

"Dude, I already said I trusted you." Dean started tentatively, unsure if he was headed in the right direction. "You're not going to go all Judas on me, Sam's just being Sam."

[soldier_ofgod]

This was going to be awkward and Castiel realized there was nothing he could do to prevent it. He would have to be blunt.

"He's not worried about me betraying you. He's worried about me hurting you... emotionally."

[agentangusyoung]

"Huh?" Dean's face contorted into a scrunch of confusion.

Because that made even less sense.

[soldier_ofgod]

This was not going well at all. Castiel ran a hand through his hair.

"Your brother thinks you are... falling for me."

Possibly using Sam's word would make Dean understand.