SPN: We All Fall Down Chap 08
A/N: I think this is the final chapter… if there's something I haven't wrapped up, let me know and I'll put up an epilogue.
-WAFD-
Sam moved quickly, Dean had to admit. Within hours, agents from the local Naval Criminal Investigative Service branch had arrived on their doorstep and had taken statements from all three men, reassuring Cas as best they could. There had since been an armed guard outside of the house, and Dean was pretty sure that Castiel's gangster friends were watching them as well.
A few days later, Dean answered the door to see someone he recognised.
"Michael. It's been a while. Or should I call you Major?" Dean stepped back and allowed him entry. Of all the people he'd thought might show up, Cas and Gabe's oldest brother wasn't one of them. Hell, he didn't think they'd really spoken in years.
"Michael is fine," the older man nodded. He held himself straight, giving off a commanding presence even if he was the same height as Dean. "I assisted the federal agents who were investigating Castiel's claims against Lucian… I wanted to come and check on him myself. Tell him everything that's going on."
Dean looked carefully at Michael, wary of letting him near Cas. The man had been absent for large portions of Castiel's life, and hadn't figured out that there was a problem. He wasn't sure if he trusted Michael around Cas. Still, Gabriel was going to be there too, and even if the two had never really seen eye to eye, Gabriel wouldn't let anything bad happen to Cas. Dean had to trust him.
"This way," Dean nodded and turned to show him in. "I have to warn you though, Cas is pretty messed up right now."
Gabriel and Castiel had been curled up together in the study, Gabriel reading to Cas from an old book of fairy tales. Dean smiled a little at the image - Cas curled up practically in Gabriel's lap as he soaked up the affection.
"Hey guys," Dean sank to the floor next to them. "We've got a visitor."
"Gabriel," Michael nodded to his brother, who looked stunned to see him. "Castiel. I wanted to come and talk to you personally about what happened." He paused, seemingly searching for the right words. Dean couldn't blame him for being hesitant, Castiel was staring at his oldest brother with a completely blank expression. It would be off-putting for anyone.
"So talk," Gabriel ground out. He obviously wasn't in such a forgiving mood. "Do you know what's going on with Lucian now?"
"Yes," Michael nodded, seemingly grateful for a place to start. "A trial was held, and one of the agents presented your statements without having to drag you into the media frenzy. The jury found Lucian guilty of political corruption, conspiracy to murder, misapplication of public funds, and a few other things. He's on his way to prison… via the hospital."
"Via hospital?" Dean raised an eyebrow. "What happened?"
"It was the darndest thing," Michael commented, voice betraying nothing. "I was helping him out of his car, and he slipped and fell. Wound up with a broken arm. And a few broken ribs. And some missing teeth, fractured jaw, broken nose, dislocated hip…"
"You fought him?" Castiel whispered, speaking up for the first time. He looked so surprised, and Dean saw the heartbreak in Michael's gaze.
"I should have fought him sooner," he reached out and took Castiel's hand. "Cas, I should have been there for you. If I'd been around more often, if I'd kept in touch better… you shouldn't have had to deal with that by yourself. I'm so sorry for not listening to you more."
"You're not my father," Castiel shrugged, though he kept holding Michael's hand. "You shouldn't have had to take care of us. You did the best you could… though it would have been nice to have you around more."
"And you, Gabriel," Michael looked up, catching the gaze of the middle brother. The two stared warily at each other for a moment, before Michael hung his head again. "I never treated you as an adult. But you've taken better care of Castiel than anyone. I'm proud of you, Gabriel, and Mum would have been too."
"Thanks," Gabriel nodded, eyes fixed on Castiel.
Dean leaned against the wall and just watched. Of all the things he'd thought would come of Lucian being arrested, having Michael back in their lives wasn't one of them. While it was good that they were getting a decent brother, it would be difficult to hide from him the fact that his little brothers were regularly screwing each other.
-WAFD-
Dean lay stretched out on the grass of their back yard. It was peaceful here at the moment - Gabe was out walking Toffee, Cas was at in AA meeting, Sammy had called earlier in a panic because Jess was late for her period, Michael had confirmed that Lucian had been declared mentally unstable and unfit for rehabilitation, which meant the bastard was spending the rest of his days in a maximum security facility. All was right with Dean's world.
A shadow fell across his face, and Dean looked up. Cas stood there, smiling down at him as though he shared the peaceful feeling. Dean didn't hesitate, he grabbed Castiel's hand and tugged him down onto the ground with him, quickly rolling to pin the now-laughing man underneath him.
"Hey, Cas," Dean gently bumped Castiel's nose with his own.
"Hey Dean," Cas smiled.
"I missed you," Dean admitted as he started stroking Castiel's side. "These last few weeks have been horrible without you."
"I know," Castiel leaned up to kiss him briefly, chastely. "I don't like it when I fall apart either. I'll try not to do so in future… there's not really any need for it anymore."
"True." With a triumphant gleam in his eye, Dean arched his neck down and started pressing kisses to whatever skin he could reach. Castiel had slowly been going back to normal ever since Michael's visit, and now seemed to be even calmer than before his meltdown. Dean was able to see echoes of when they'd been children, when Cas had been the calm one, able to shrug off anything, and it was wonderful to have him back.
Castiel responded enthusiastically to Dean's touch, wriggling out of his t-shirt and pulling a familiar tube from his pocket.
"Planning on this?" Dean asked with a grin.
"Of course," Castiel smiled back. "I'm insatiable, remember?"
"Damn straight," Dean shrugged out of his own shirts quickly so that he could press back down, chest flush against Castiel's. He nipped at Cas' lips, quickly controlling the kiss as Castiel drew patterns on the skin of Dean's back.
Dean jumped a little when Castiel slid his hands inside the back of Dean's jeans, grabbing his arse to pull him forwards. He ignored the laugh the shorter man let out, breaking the kiss to look up at him with happy blue eyes. It was a sight Dean would never get sick of.
"Aw, you started without me?"
Dean and Cas looked up, seeing Gabriel mock-pouting at them. He was leaning against the door, and they could hear Toffee inside whining to be let out to play with them.
"Get over here," Castiel demanded, holding out a hand imperiously.
Gabriel chuckled and made his way over, shedding his own jacket and shirt as he drew closer. Dean tugged him down as well, quickly moving to tangle a hand in Gabriel's hair and catch his mouth in a fierce kiss. Meanwhile, Castiel went to work undoing everyone's pants, sneaking a hand inside Gabriel and Dean's underwear to stroke them to hardness.
Not that they needed much encouragement, mind. Their bodies all recognised that things were better again, and that it was time to reassure each other that they were all still here.
It didn't take long to remove the remaining clothes. In a matter of minutes, Dean was kneeling on the grass, Cas straddling his lap, Gabriel pressed up behind him. He'd lost track of whose hands were where, all he knew was that there were fingers up his arse and he was helping to stretch Castiel. He nipped at the skin in front of him, then arched back to kiss the face behind him.
Once he was ready, he felt the fingers withdraw and relaxed as much as he could. He didn't often bottom, but he enjoyed it on the occasions Gabriel felt like topping him. It felt good as he felt Gabriel make short thrusts, gradually seating himself deeper, and he let out a groan of arousal as he withdrew his fingers from Cas.
Castiel seemed to have the right idea, and lifted himself so that Dean could line up properly. Their blue-eyed boy was much more accustomed to the act of taking it up the arse than Dean was, and quickly slid down so that Dean was trapped between him and Gabriel. The three stayed like that, pressed as tightly together as possible, feeling the wind on their skin and the sun shining down on them.
Then the brothers started moving, sharing wicked little glances over Dean's shoulder. Dean wasn't sure when this had become about him, about teasing him, but they were so good at it that he didn't protest.
Dean was the first to find his climax, the sensations of being surrounded by Novaks too much to bear for long. He tipped his head back, leaning on Gabriel's shoulder as he breathed hard and tried not to shout. He had just enough presence of mind left to remember that they were in their back yard, and drawing attention right now wouldn't be a good idea.
Falling forwards, Dean landed on top of Castiel as Gabriel gave a few short, jerky thrusts and released into him, biting into Dean's shoulder to muffle the cries he wanted to give. They both panted for a moment, regaining their breath, until they heard Cas whimper.
"Come on, guys, help me out here!"
"Of course, Cas," Dean nodded, and fought off the fact that he really wanted to go to sleep. Instead he managed to extricate himself from Gabriel's grip, and shifted so that he could lick at Castiel's cock.
Gabriel noticed what he was doing and joined him. With both tongues running over him, and the pair trading kisses around the head of Castiel's dick, Cas didn't last much longer. He bit into his own wrist to keep quiet, as Dean and Gabriel swallowed down his release.
They barely managed to get dressed and stumble back into the house. Toffee was beside himself with glee at being reunited with his people, and joined them as they all flopped down onto the bed to nap for a while.
Yes, Dean thought as he watched his lovers and pet fade to sleep, life was finally good again.
-WAFD-
A/N: Whew, we're done! I doubt if there are going to be more stories in this universe… maybe one-shots, drive-by whumpings, but for now I've got other stories to focus on. Thanks for reading this far.
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