The Hero's Journey Chapter 7

Chapter Two Sam caught the keys and nodded. He put the witch’s body in the trunk, and he walked around to the other side of the car and got in the driver’s seat. Dean opened the door and put Cas’s hand on the seat so he knew where they were. Cas allowed Dean to lower him into the car before scooting over to sit behind Sam. Dean got in after Cas, more toward the middle. Cas felt around for Dean’s arm, and once he found it, he grasped it like it was his lifeline. Sam started the car, and Dean felt Cas tense up, saw his breathing quicken. Dean put his hand on Cas’s, the one he had on Dean’s arm. He rubbed it with his thumb, trying to comfort the scared man. He watched in wonder as Cas relaxed and sat back in his seat. With every bump or quick
When Cas lifted his head from Dean’s chest, he appeared a little disoriented, but otherwise calm. Dean let Cas grasp his arm tight as he led him from the car.
Once the brothers had helped him into the bunker, Dean brought Cas into the angel’s bedroom. Dean helped him brush his teeth and got him his pajamas to sleep in. Cas tried to change on his own, but Dean had to help him change in the end. Dean had been hesitant, but the exhaustion on Cas’s face forced him to help his friend, no matter the level of awkwardness that came with the task. Once Cas was ready, Dean brought him to his bed and helped him into it. He took Cas’s hand and began to make letters.
“Goodnight,” He wrote. He rested his hand on Cas’s shoulder for a second before turning to leave. He felt the angel grab his wrist. “Stay,” Cas murmured tentatively. “Please? Until I fall asleep.” Dean took a seat on Cas’s bed. He watched Cas’s face relax as he felt the bed dip with Dean’s weight. Within a minute, Cas’s grip of Dean’s wrist loosened. Dean watched as his breathing slowed and his face relaxed further. He slowly removed his hand from under the angel’s and went to the library to speak to Sam. “What’re you thinking?” Dean asked when he was in sight of his