SPN: We All Fall Down Chap 02
A/N: Dean and Gabriel make a smart decision, for once in their lives - it looks like there won’t be as much Gabe-whumping this time around.
-WAFD-
The next morning, Gabriel was woken by Castiel rubbing against him and kissing him. He went along with it for a few minutes, before remembering why they were all fully dressed still.
“Cas, stop,” he pulled back, trying to be firm. Then he caught the full power of Castiel’s puppy-dog eyes, and groaned. “We need to talk about this.”
“No,” Castiel said firmly, and went back to exploring with his hands, moving to nip and kiss at Gabriel’s neck as well. He ran a hand underneath Gabriel’s shirt, then down to try and remove his brother’s trousers.
Gabriel managed to shake some sense into his own head, and pulled back further, ending up sitting on the edge of the bed. He looked over as Dean started to wake up, and Castiel pouted before turning to the youngest man. Dean was still asleep enough to respond without thinking as Castiel kissed him - until, of course, Gabriel leaned over and poked him in the side.
“Dean, wake up. Cas, stop trying to distract us.”
“Fuck off,” Cas muttered against Dean’s lips. Unfortunately for him, Dean woke up completely and moved away as well, leaving Castiel lying there, refusing to look at either of his lovers.
“Cas,” Dean tried to reason with him. “What happened? Why’d you take… whatever it was you took?”
Castiel was silent, curled up on his side, staring at his hands. Gabriel reached around him and covered them with his own, but Castiel just closed his eyes.
“C’mon man,” Dean tried again. “You know you can talk to us. We just want to take care of you. Please?”
Gabriel sighed. It looked like he was going to be proven correct again - Cas wasn’t opening up. In fact, he seemed to be closing himself off even more.
“Just give us a chance,” Dean was pleading. “We love-”
At that, Castiel quickly pulled the covers back over his head, effectively ending the conversation. Gabriel winced - he really should have warned Dean about that particular phrase. He caught Dean’s eye and nodded towards the door. Apparently it was time to teach Dean how to handle a drugged-out Cas.
He was not looking forward to this conversation.
-WAFD-
“You got any idea why he did it?” Dean asked as he and Gabriel sat eating breakfast together.
“Some,” Gabriel admitted. “His laptop was open when I got home, there was an article about how Lucian got elected mayor. Things were pretty tense between him and Cas when they were alone together, and the mere mention of him is enough to set Cas off now.”
“Bloody arrogant bastard,” Dean muttered. Gabriel nodded in agreement.
“I never understood it. He was always a good big brother to me, helped me with homework, covered for me if I did something to upset Michael… I just don’t get how he could hate Cas so much.”
“Is Cas gonna be okay?”
“I dunno,” Gabriel admitted with a sigh. “Last time, when Lucian won an award of some sort… Castiel went on a week-long binge. It was a few years ago, and it’s the closest I’ve come to leaving him.”
“You’d…” Dean swallowed hard. “You’d leave him for this?”
“I don’t want to,” Gabriel defended himself quickly. “I love him, you know I do. But I can’t stand seeing him do this to himself. And when it involves Lucian, he won’t let me help. Won’t talk to me at all, just begs for drugs and sex and booze.”
“There’s nothing we can do?”
“Not really,” Gabriel pushed his spoon through his cereal, not really eating much. He never could when Cas got like this. “Just make sure he sleeps, try to keep him from sleeping with other people for drugs, try to keep him showered and fed… and since this was something big for Lucian, I’ve got no idea how long Cas will try to hide from reality.” He sighed, feeling as though his heart was breaking. Sadly, it was a familiar feeling where Castiel was concerned. “And don’t mention that either of us loves him. I don’t know why, but it sets him off even worse. I… he’d probably be happy to have sex with you, but I can’t. I just can’t… y’know, get it up, when he’s like this. Maybe if you can, it might help.”
Dean swallowed hard. While intellectually he’d accepted that Castiel was an addict, he’d never actually seen him like this. It was a shock to the system, and his respect for Gabriel reached new heights.
“Hey Gabe?”
“Yeah?”
“With everything you’ve done for Cas, and me… you’re a freakin’ saint. You know that, right?” With that, he leaned across and gently pressed his lips to Gabriel’s, trying to make up for everything with a single kiss. He heard and felt Gabriel sigh in acceptance, then pulled back a bit. “At least this time, you don’t have to deal with him by yourself. Just tell me what you need, I’ll do what I can to help.”
“Thanks,” Gabriel whispered, leaning his head against Dean’s shoulder and closing his eyes for a moment. “I just need you to stick around.”
“Pretty sure I can do that. You want me to call in sick for us?” Both of them were meant to be at work in a couple of hours, but neither wanted to leave Castiel like this.
“You should go to work,” Gabriel decided. “They knew I was feeling shitty yesterday, so I’ll call in for myself. They’ll believe me.”
“Okay,” Dean nodded and grabbed their mostly full dishes. Neither was really interested in eating much, so he emptied the bowls into Toffee’s, and opened the door to let the puppy inside.
Toffee immediately ran over to his dish and started lapping up the milk, both men watching as slight smiles played around their mouths. As crappy as they felt, watching Toffee eat was always entertaining.
-WAFD-
When Dean got home that night, he was immediately greeted with an armful of Gabriel. He quickly hugged back, rubbing the shorter man’s back in an attempt to calm him down. A side-effect of how they’d re-met at the brothel was that Dean was now highly protective of Gabriel, quick to anger if anyone threatened him. Castiel was the same, even though Gabriel was the oldest, and usually they all found it amusing.
Now though, Dean looked down and saw that Gabriel’s cheek was bruised, and he felt anger flood through him. He realised that once again, he and Castiel were going to fight over Gabriel’s safety, only this time on different sides.
“What happened?” Dean whispered into Gabriel’s hair, holding him tighter for a moment.
“He tried to go searching for more drugs,” Gabriel refused to meet Dean’s eyes. “I managed to keep him here, we got in a fight… as soon as he realised that he’d hit me he backed off, curled up in a corner of the bedroom. He won’t even look at me now.”
Dean continued holding him, and bent his neck to start pressing kisses to Gabriel’s face. He was pissed, true, but he’d deal with Castiel later. Right now, Gabriel needed comfort.
“It’s okay, Gabe,” Dean whispered, hands simply stroking up and down Gabriel’s back, not pushing for anything more. “I’m here, I can keep him restrained if we need to.”
“I know,” Gabriel smiled a little. Dean was by far the most muscled of the three men, since his job involved a lot of heavy lifting - and before that, no one would have wanted an unfit prostitute. “I know, it just… I hate seeing him like this. And I hate Lucian for having a part in making him do these things, so then I hate myself a little for blaming Lucian…”
“Lucian’s a dick,” Dean said firmly, drawing a chuckle from Gabriel. “Even Sammy said so, a few years back.” He then took a deep breath, steeling himself for what he figured was going to be an argument. “Gabriel, if he’s physically lashing out… we can’t handle this by ourselves. He needs help. Proper help.” Gabriel pulled back a little, and Dean looked him in the eye. “I called Doctor Evans. She said she can see him tonight.”
“Dean…” Gabriel started to protest, then fell silent. He couldn’t deny the fact that Castiel was falling apart, and he wasn’t sure that he could fix his little brother this time. Add to that the fact that Dr Evans had been helping Dean to get over his own anger management and self-esteem issues, and perhaps this was the best course of action. “D’you think it’ll work?” He asked instead of trying to stall further. “I don’t know how much longer I can deal with him.”
“He’s usually fine,” Dean pointed out. “It’s just Lucian that sets him off. If he can get help, learn to deal with whatever happened, then yeah. Things will get better.”
“Okay,” Gabriel nodded. “Okay. Now to get him to go along with it…”
“Don’t worry about that,” Dean stepped away, heading for the bedroom. “I’ll convince him.”
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-WAFD-
The next morning, Gabriel was woken by Castiel rubbing against him and kissing him. He went along with it for a few minutes, before remembering why they were all fully dressed still.
“Cas, stop,” he pulled back, trying to be firm. Then he caught the full power of Castiel’s puppy-dog eyes, and groaned. “We need to talk about this.”
“No,” Castiel said firmly, and went back to exploring with his hands, moving to nip and kiss at Gabriel’s neck as well. He ran a hand underneath Gabriel’s shirt, then down to try and remove his brother’s trousers.
Gabriel managed to shake some sense into his own head, and pulled back further, ending up sitting on the edge of the bed. He looked over as Dean started to wake up, and Castiel pouted before turning to the youngest man. Dean was still asleep enough to respond without thinking as Castiel kissed him - until, of course, Gabriel leaned over and poked him in the side.
“Dean, wake up. Cas, stop trying to distract us.”
“Fuck off,” Cas muttered against Dean’s lips. Unfortunately for him, Dean woke up completely and moved away as well, leaving Castiel lying there, refusing to look at either of his lovers.
“Cas,” Dean tried to reason with him. “What happened? Why’d you take… whatever it was you took?”
Castiel was silent, curled up on his side, staring at his hands. Gabriel reached around him and covered them with his own, but Castiel just closed his eyes.
“C’mon man,” Dean tried again. “You know you can talk to us. We just want to take care of you. Please?”
Gabriel sighed. It looked like he was going to be proven correct again - Cas wasn’t opening up. In fact, he seemed to be closing himself off even more.
“Just give us a chance,” Dean was pleading. “We love-”
At that, Castiel quickly pulled the covers back over his head, effectively ending the conversation. Gabriel winced - he really should have warned Dean about that particular phrase. He caught Dean’s eye and nodded towards the door. Apparently it was time to teach Dean how to handle a drugged-out Cas.
He was not looking forward to this conversation.
-WAFD-
“You got any idea why he did it?” Dean asked as he and Gabriel sat eating breakfast together.
“Some,” Gabriel admitted. “His laptop was open when I got home, there was an article about how Lucian got elected mayor. Things were pretty tense between him and Cas when they were alone together, and the mere mention of him is enough to set Cas off now.”
“Bloody arrogant bastard,” Dean muttered. Gabriel nodded in agreement.
“I never understood it. He was always a good big brother to me, helped me with homework, covered for me if I did something to upset Michael… I just don’t get how he could hate Cas so much.”
“Is Cas gonna be okay?”
“I dunno,” Gabriel admitted with a sigh. “Last time, when Lucian won an award of some sort… Castiel went on a week-long binge. It was a few years ago, and it’s the closest I’ve come to leaving him.”
“You’d…” Dean swallowed hard. “You’d leave him for this?”
“I don’t want to,” Gabriel defended himself quickly. “I love him, you know I do. But I can’t stand seeing him do this to himself. And when it involves Lucian, he won’t let me help. Won’t talk to me at all, just begs for drugs and sex and booze.”
“There’s nothing we can do?”
“Not really,” Gabriel pushed his spoon through his cereal, not really eating much. He never could when Cas got like this. “Just make sure he sleeps, try to keep him from sleeping with other people for drugs, try to keep him showered and fed… and since this was something big for Lucian, I’ve got no idea how long Cas will try to hide from reality.” He sighed, feeling as though his heart was breaking. Sadly, it was a familiar feeling where Castiel was concerned. “And don’t mention that either of us loves him. I don’t know why, but it sets him off even worse. I… he’d probably be happy to have sex with you, but I can’t. I just can’t… y’know, get it up, when he’s like this. Maybe if you can, it might help.”
Dean swallowed hard. While intellectually he’d accepted that Castiel was an addict, he’d never actually seen him like this. It was a shock to the system, and his respect for Gabriel reached new heights.
“Hey Gabe?”
“Yeah?”
“With everything you’ve done for Cas, and me… you’re a freakin’ saint. You know that, right?” With that, he leaned across and gently pressed his lips to Gabriel’s, trying to make up for everything with a single kiss. He heard and felt Gabriel sigh in acceptance, then pulled back a bit. “At least this time, you don’t have to deal with him by yourself. Just tell me what you need, I’ll do what I can to help.”
“Thanks,” Gabriel whispered, leaning his head against Dean’s shoulder and closing his eyes for a moment. “I just need you to stick around.”
“Pretty sure I can do that. You want me to call in sick for us?” Both of them were meant to be at work in a couple of hours, but neither wanted to leave Castiel like this.
“You should go to work,” Gabriel decided. “They knew I was feeling shitty yesterday, so I’ll call in for myself. They’ll believe me.”
“Okay,” Dean nodded and grabbed their mostly full dishes. Neither was really interested in eating much, so he emptied the bowls into Toffee’s, and opened the door to let the puppy inside.
Toffee immediately ran over to his dish and started lapping up the milk, both men watching as slight smiles played around their mouths. As crappy as they felt, watching Toffee eat was always entertaining.
-WAFD-
When Dean got home that night, he was immediately greeted with an armful of Gabriel. He quickly hugged back, rubbing the shorter man’s back in an attempt to calm him down. A side-effect of how they’d re-met at the brothel was that Dean was now highly protective of Gabriel, quick to anger if anyone threatened him. Castiel was the same, even though Gabriel was the oldest, and usually they all found it amusing.
Now though, Dean looked down and saw that Gabriel’s cheek was bruised, and he felt anger flood through him. He realised that once again, he and Castiel were going to fight over Gabriel’s safety, only this time on different sides.
“What happened?” Dean whispered into Gabriel’s hair, holding him tighter for a moment.
“He tried to go searching for more drugs,” Gabriel refused to meet Dean’s eyes. “I managed to keep him here, we got in a fight… as soon as he realised that he’d hit me he backed off, curled up in a corner of the bedroom. He won’t even look at me now.”
Dean continued holding him, and bent his neck to start pressing kisses to Gabriel’s face. He was pissed, true, but he’d deal with Castiel later. Right now, Gabriel needed comfort.
“It’s okay, Gabe,” Dean whispered, hands simply stroking up and down Gabriel’s back, not pushing for anything more. “I’m here, I can keep him restrained if we need to.”
“I know,” Gabriel smiled a little. Dean was by far the most muscled of the three men, since his job involved a lot of heavy lifting - and before that, no one would have wanted an unfit prostitute. “I know, it just… I hate seeing him like this. And I hate Lucian for having a part in making him do these things, so then I hate myself a little for blaming Lucian…”
“Lucian’s a dick,” Dean said firmly, drawing a chuckle from Gabriel. “Even Sammy said so, a few years back.” He then took a deep breath, steeling himself for what he figured was going to be an argument. “Gabriel, if he’s physically lashing out… we can’t handle this by ourselves. He needs help. Proper help.” Gabriel pulled back a little, and Dean looked him in the eye. “I called Doctor Evans. She said she can see him tonight.”
“Dean…” Gabriel started to protest, then fell silent. He couldn’t deny the fact that Castiel was falling apart, and he wasn’t sure that he could fix his little brother this time. Add to that the fact that Dr Evans had been helping Dean to get over his own anger management and self-esteem issues, and perhaps this was the best course of action. “D’you think it’ll work?” He asked instead of trying to stall further. “I don’t know how much longer I can deal with him.”
“He’s usually fine,” Dean pointed out. “It’s just Lucian that sets him off. If he can get help, learn to deal with whatever happened, then yeah. Things will get better.”
“Okay,” Gabriel nodded. “Okay. Now to get him to go along with it…”
“Don’t worry about that,” Dean stepped away, heading for the bedroom. “I’ll convince him.”
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