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Castiel was sitting on a park bench, watching Dean pace back and forth in front of her. He was getting increasingly angry with each step and this concerned her.
"I can't believe Sam would lie to me like this! We're supposed to be brothers Cas! He's supposed to trust me enough to tell me things! I don't care about that lovey-Dovey Degrassi shit, but I still would like to know!!" His voice gets louder with each sentence. Suddenly he stops. With a sigh he flops onto the ground in front of Cas. "I still would like to know...." He said in a much softer and quieter voice. He stared at the ground, the longer Dean stared, the harder it was getting to not break down and cry.
Cas looked down at Dean. "Dean, everything will be okay in the end. You know that. It's alright." She reached out and set a hand on Dean's shoulder while also trying to look as sympathetic as she could.
Dean looked up at her. "How do you know this, Cas? How can you tell that everything is going to be alright? Is it some heavenly mumbo-jumbo that I don't know about??" He sighed and looked back down at the ground. He was slowly becoming more familiar with the rocks down there, and was actually thinking about naming some of them.
"Dean-"
Dean looked back up into Cas's eyes. "I'm just tired of all the lies...." Here he paused for a bit and then added as a side-thought, "Actually, I'm just tired of everything..."
Cas looked down at Dean. So many emotions were going through her head right now. She was most definitely sad. She hated seeing Dean Winchester sad. She wanted to help him so much, if only just to see that sad and defeated look leave his face. Cas just wasn't sure how. She groaned a little inside. Wait... What did Dean just say...? This made her confused and scared and really added to the turmoil going on inside of herself. "Dean... What-What do you mean?" She tried to say this as calmly as possible. She couldn't let him see how much that sentence had affected her.
Dean looked back at the ground. Seriously, I should start naming these things... As he spoke, he noticed his voice was getting husky and thick. Shit. No. I can't cry. I am strong.... But the strong have to show weakness sometime... "The memories of Hell, Sam and Ruby, Lilith, Lucifer, the damn Angels, God.... Just everything... Every goddamn thing.... I sometimes just wish Mom and Dad were still here and we were completely naive to the fact that monsters actually exist...………"
Cas was pretty unsure of what to do, but she kept her hand on dean's shoulder softly. "Hey... I know it'll be okay. No matter what, it will all be okay in the end. It's just facts, Dean."
Dean looked up at Cas, a fleeting moment of tears in his eyes. For some reason looking at her helped lessen all the negative thoughts swirling around in his head. "Cas..." He smiled a slight smile, just a small curve of the lips, and quietly whispered just loud enough so Cas can barely hear: "...thank you...."
She smiled slightly at him, wanting nothing more than to just be around him and help him. "Of course. I'll always be there for you Dean, through thick and thin. I promise. I'll stay with you through my last breath."
Dean smiled a little more at that. "You know.... If you keep hanging around Sam and I, your last breath probably won't be your last" Dean chuckled. "Hell, Sammy and I have had many last breaths."
Cas smiled and laughed a little. "Yeah, I know." She smirked a bit, and stood up, offering her hand to him.
Dean looked up at her, eyes quickly flashing from her hand to her face. He tentatively places his hand in hers and allows her to help him up. She smiled as she helped him up. She looked into his green eyes which still were a little wet from being on the verge of tears not even five minutes earlier. "Come on. Let's do something to get your mind off this. Okay?"
Dean smiled back, all previous thoughts he had had were rapidly leaving his mind. Still holding Cas's hand and looking into her eyes he nodded. "Good idea, where to?" He softly asked.
"You choose. Besides. We have to go to YOUR happy place to get things off YOUR mind." She smiled.
Dean smirked. "You don't wanna go to my happy place.... Highly intoxicated and busty women... Wouldn't be too fun for you." Dean grinned and playfully punched Cas's shoulder.
Cas rolled her eyes playfully and said, "You disgust me." A laugh. "Alright. Why don't we just walk around the park or something for a while and then go to a bar?"
Dean grinned. I don't care where we go, as long as you're with me... "Sure, sounds fun."
She smiled at him, wishing she could just kiss him. She sneakily grabbed his hand and started walking. As Dean walked alongside Cas, he took in the sounds of the birds, the smells of the air, and the casualty of other people, NORMAL people, going through their day.
"Have you ever imagined how your life would be if you were just normal?"
Dean turned his head to look at Cas, surprised for a second by this question. "Of course. Quite a lot, actually..." He longingly looks at a boy playing with his dog.
"I.. I would've never met you.." Cas said with a gasp. She had just suddenly realized this which caused her to stop walking for a minute, thinking about how much lonelier she would be if she hadn't met Dean Winchester.
Dean stops also, looking at Cas's face and keeping her hand in his. He squeezed her hand. "Hey.... Don't think like that. No being a Debbie-Downer. I need to be the one cheering up... Remember?" And I can't be happy with you being sad... It just doesn't work that way...
Cas smiled slightly. "Thanks.... Yeah.... I know..." She started walking again. Gosh Dean I wish you knew how much I like you...
Dean smiled and looked at Cas out of the corner of his eye. Just being with you and seeing you smile is enough to make me happy. "So, Cas, here's my question for you. Where do you run off to when you aren't with Sammy and I?"
She smiled and looked ahead. "Well.. I don't like to go to heaven much... So, I sorta just wander around, observing humanity." Mostly I just think about you...
Dean grinned, "...and do you like what you see?"
"Uh... I dunno. I mean, when I see people doing good, sure, but when people do bad..." Castiel let out an involuntary growl at the thought of all the horrible things that she had seen people do.
Dean chuckled. "Yeah... You'll have that. Not many people do good anymore... A lot of what I hear on the radio and TV is mainly wars and people being selfish and greedy..." Dean paused and looked up at the sky. "It's sad how far we've fallen..."
Castiel growled again at the thought of it. It was a low growl, almost like a jungle cat's. "I hate humanity." She looked away, and glared into the air.
"Hey, calm down Tiger." Dean set his hand on Cas's shoulder. "Remember, it's not all that bad... Just look at who your vessel was... Johnna? Jamal? Jessica? Oh yeah! Jenny. She was a good person, wasn't she?"
She paused and sighed. "Yeah.. I guess so. And besides. You're a good man." Cas looked up into Dean's eyes.
Dean scoffed. "Me? A good man??" He pointed to himself in confusion. "I tortured people... I kill things on a daily basis... And you call me a good man? What kind of crack pipe have you been smoking, Cas?"
She punched him in the arm playfully, but pretty hard. "You do things for the greater good, Dean. You do good, and you know it." She smiled slightly.
"What greater good? The Angels?" Dean sighed. "And you pack quite a punch there, Cas." He smiled and rubbed his arm.
She smiled slightly. "The Angels don't need the greater good. You know that." And then she smirked and crossed her arms. "And I know. I'm strong."
Dean smiled slightly. Thinking about the last thing Cas said, he chuckled. "Well, you sure don't look it."
She scoffed. "Of course I don't. I have to look cute." She smirked at him.
Dean threw a small smile real quick before Cas could notice. Of course she says that... She looks so much more than cute.... And her smile is beautiful... "Oh, wipe off that smirk, you hurt my manliness."
Cas laughed a bright and cheery laugh. Something genuine. She looked around and noticed a bar. In blue neon lights across the top it simply read 'The Bar and Club'. Already she could see the pulsating lights flashing through the open door from the dance floor. "Wanna go in?" She looked back at him with a questioning look on her face.
Dean smiled. He looked in the direction she had previously been looking in and noticed the club. "Sure. But, on one condition... And you have to agree." Dean smirked and looked at Cas with raised eyebrows.
She smirked and crossed her arms. "Alright, try me."
Dean grinned and said as fast as he could, "You have to agree to never hurt or insult my manliness ever again."
She laughed. "How did I insult your manliness?!"
Dean faked a pout. "You punched me.... And it hurt...."
She faked a pout back. "Because you were downgrading yourself, and I don't like it.." She then smirked.
Dean grinned. "Fine. I guess you had a reason... Not a great reason... But a reason."
She smirked and started walking towards the bar, in sort of a strut.
Dean laughed. "No! Not like that!!" He runs to catch up with Cas. "You walk like this...." Dean tarted to demonstrate to proper way to strut by leaning back and walking at a slow pace. He noticed a girl on the sidewalk so he shot her his 'Hey Baby' look.
"Oh my gosh that's pathetic." Cas laughed at the display. "You're insulting your own manliness now."
Dean turned around and watched Cas laughing at him. "Oh, you're in for it now...." He rushed towards Cas with his arms out and quickly puts his arms around her waist and flings her over his shoulder keeping her knees pinned to his chest.
"Hey!!!" She yelped and laughed as she punched him lightly in the back, trying to break free. "Not fair! Let me go!"
"Nope! I'm not putting you down!! Not until you apologize!" Dean laughed and grinned widely.
"Okay!! I'm sorry!! I'm sorry!" She said, still laughing. Cas was enjoying being slung over Dean's shoulder.
Dean laughed along with her, enjoying the sound of their laughs combined. "I don't think you mean that apology!" He said in between bouts of laughter.
"I do!! I swear I swear I do!!"
"Are you sure???"
"Yes!! I promise!!"
Dean laughs some more and sets her down. Smiling he says "I knew you did, I just had to make sure."
She hit him playfully again and stuck her tongue out at him.
Quickly, his hand rushed to where she hit him. "Owww...." He pretends to be hurt. "Look at what you did Cas!" Dean pretended to pout again.
"Suck it up cupcake." She smirked and walked into the bar.
Dean mumbles "I'm no cupcake... I'll show her...." Right before walking into the bar behind Cas. He can't help but smiling as he catches up to her.
Cas sat down at a stool at the bar, she turned around and smirked at Dean.
Dean sits down next to Cas and whispered into her ear, "This isn't over...." He then looked at the counter behind the bar, trying to figure out what he should order.
Cas looked surprised for a small instant, blushing at his breath on her neck as he whispered into her ear. She quickly changed her look of surprise into a smirk. We will see about that. She waved over a bartender and asked for an Angel's Delight. He soon returned with a shot glass full of a shining blue liquid.
Dean grinned and looked at Cas. He liked the way the lights from the dance floor danced across her face, making her features transition in all sorts of colors. "What you just got? What's that?"
"It's a really strong drink." She smirked and downed the shot.
"Is that a challenge? I think it is...." He waves the bartender over. "I'll have what she just got." He brought over a shot similar to the one Castiel received. Dean smirked, looked Cas right in the eye and winked before downing his shot. Cas blushed. As the drink went down, Dean could feel the alcohol working inside him instantaneously. Dean smiled a sloppy smile. The shot had packed quite the punch, making him quite drunk already, and it was only his first shot. "See?" He managed to slur. He motioned to himself and said, "I'm fine."
"Oh you're SUCH a bad liar." Cas ordered another shot and downed it, no hesitation, no problem.
"I'll have another too!" Dean half yelled half said.
Cas raised her eyebrows at him as he got handed another one. Dean slammed it down as fast as he had with the other. "See. Com. Pleat. Ley. Fine." Now he smirked. She leaned close to him.
"Prove. It."He could smell the alcohol on her breath. He breathed out. He thought for a minute and finally said "I'm great. I can touch your nose..." He set a finger on her nose. "Boop." He smiled and giggled a little.
She smirked at him and rolled her eyes. "Oh yeah, that totally proves it." She paid for the drinks and began to walk out.
"Wait! Where're ya going??" He called after her. "Cas... Don't leave... The party's just starting!" He paused and thought for a second. "……at least come and show me that you can handle two more shots!!"
Cas stopped and turned and smirked. "You don't think I can handle two more shots?" She laughed and asked the bartender for three more shots. Three more, just to spite him.
Dean smirked. "I know that you can't handle two more. Oh Cas-y. Boop." He touched her nose again. Cas bit her lip, trying to hide a blush. She then downed all the shots one right after another. She gripped the table, feeling tipsy.
He chuckled. "So, Wonder Woman, how D'ya feel?" She shook her head and looked at Dean. God he's so sexy. She smiled slightly, not knowing what to say. He smirked. "I take it that silence means you're fuuuuuuuucked up." A grin.
Cas smirked a bit and fell on him, sort of leaning on him, still at a loss for words. "What did I tell ya, Cas-y? You couldn't handle it. And now look at you." Dean smiled and supported the way Cas was leaning on him by wrapping an arm around her onto her shoulder.
She smiled at him. "Sure, but you couldn't even take two without getting drunk, let alone five. So I win."
Dean smiled. "You're an Angel, it's not a very fair contest." He used the hand that wasn't holding Cas up and ran it through her hair once.
She smiled and then ran a hand through his hair. God you're sexy, Dean... She was looking into his eyes, hers a little glazed and drunk to match his.
She is so adorable when she's drunk... He leaned over to Cas and whispered in her ear: "How about I pay for those shots, and then we get out of here? Hmm?" He smiled. And gazed into her eyes, waiting for her to answer.
She smirked at him. "Yeah. Definitely." She leaned away a bit, still looking at him, practically drooling.
He smiled, dug the money out of his pocket and slid off the bar stool, tossing the money onto the counter behind him. " 'Mon Cas..." He reached over, wrapped his arm around her waist and slid her off to stand next to him. She smiled and walked out with him leading her.
Dean smiled then looked around the lot. "Uh... Cas.... Where'd I park the 'pala?"
Cas raised a drunken finger over to the car. "You know we can't drive right?.. You're drunk.. And I'm drunk.."
Dean headed over with Cas leaning on him. "Cas. I drive drunk all the time. Besides.... I can't leave my baby all alone... Somebody could steal her..." Dean blushed a little.
"Oh. Here we go again. You and your precious 'baby'." Cas rolled her eyes as best as she could.
"Hey!" Dean shouted. "It belonged to my father! It's one of the only things from him that's left! Besides his journal, and Sammy's got that thing. He told me to take care of it, so I'll take care of it, Goddamit!!" He looked really angry. Besides... I like you better, but I can't exactly tell you... Now can I? And what if I wasn't talking about the car....?
Cas cringed as he yelled at her. She was hurt-- but ya know, she was also still drunk, so she was making irrational decisions. Feeling hurt, she pulled away and started to walk away from Dean.
Dean noticed Cas cringe and start to walk away... "Cas.... Wait!" He says softer this time. He reached out to grab her, his fingertips brushing her elbow.
She stopped walking and looked over at him. "What?"
He looked her in the eyes and he felt the most broken he's ever felt. His voice came out as almost a whisper. "Cas... I'm sorry... Please... Don't leave me...." I don't know what I'd do if you left... I-I-I like you a lot Cas....
She shook her head. "I... I won't leave you... But I don't want to drive drunk." She cringed again at the thought of how drunk he was.
Dean smirked slightly. "Well, it won't be you driving, so you won't drive drunk... And... You know... Since you're such a lightweight, you're probably more fucked than I am right now..."
She rolled her eyes. "Fine. Let's go." She angrily got into the passenger seat of the Impala.
Dean hopped in to the driver's seat. "I knew I could convince you!" He grinned. "Now, let's go..." He put the keys in the ignition and turned it on, smiling at the familiar purr of the engine. "Okay... So, before I drive off... Where did I need to go again? I kinda.... Uh... Forgot where Sammy and I were staying...."
Cas reminded him, and then tensed up, still scared that he was driving drunk.
Dean looked over and noticed Cas. "Cas-y.... What's wrong?"
"I'm just... Nervous, that's all."
"What are you nervous about? ...is it the driving thing? If it is... We can walk..."
She sighed and snapped her fingers.