I glanced at Cas as I stirred the noodles. I never played house when I was little either. Not that I could remember. I was usually ripping around in the backyard with Lucifer.
A shiver crept down my spine at even thinking his name. He’d been in prison for years. His psycho breakdown was the catalyst to Dad leaving. That day was a nightmare.
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Gabriel’s got enough to deal with, moving and raising his baby brother Cas. When Cas’s “imaginary” little friend Sammy shows up on their doorstep, though, things get complicated fast.
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Daily reminder that Eileen Leahy deserved better
A Destiel AU
Chapter Twelve: The Apartment
It looked about as rundown as he would have expected a place like it to be. Dean took the steps three at a time, landing quiet as a cat on each one. Cas’s dress shoes pinched his toes as he tried to follow suit.
The reality of the absolute insanity they were in the middle of began to sink it. Cas fought it off the best he could, but a sense of dread began to sink into his body. Something wasn’t right about this.
Surely a man who kidnapped the president’s son would have some sort of security measure.
Cas clenched his hands into fists. The bruises beginning to bloom on his knuckles protested the movement. Clearly, something about the way he’d punched his brother had been in poor form.
He suddenly wished he’d taken Meg up on that offer for karate lessons.
Dean flicked the safety off on his handgun as the two men emerged on to a landing that looked, to Castiel, completely identical to all of the others they’d passed so far. The grimy window only let in a fraction of the sunlight from outside, and the dull grey curtain fluttered halfheartedly in the breeze squeezing through the sides of the window.
Cas swallowed. Dean swiveled to face him.
“You can wait outside. Run if there’s trouble.”
He could only shake his head. Jack was trapped in this situation because he’d been too afraid to demand what was best for the child he wanted to care for. If Jack could hold himself together, so could he.
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Do I Worry chapter 26: Camp Out
“Man, you wouldn’t even recognize the life I had before all of this. Before the diapers and the daycare. I had a life. I was out partying it up with girls, drinking myself out. Dad couldn’t handle life and honestly…I couldn’t handle mine. When I got that letter, I was alternating between yakking up my drinks and reading it.”
Gabriel shifted to look at me, pulling on a smirk. There was a twinkle in his eyes when he caught me looking at him.
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Gabriel’s got enough to deal with, moving and raising his baby brother Cas. When Cas’s “imaginary” little friend Sammy shows up on their doorstep, though, things get complicated fast.
A Destiel AU
Chapter Ten: The Metro
Dean nearly choked on his soda when he saw Castiel Novak come out of literally nowhere and linebacker tackle his brother. The camera jostled for a moment, the operator clearly taken aback, but it refocused again, just in time for Cas to throw an elbow into Michael’s face.
At least one person was reacting to this situation like a normal human being.
The segment was still going when his buzzer rang. Honestly, when was Sam going to learn to take the key that didn’t stick? But when he opened the door, it wasn’t Sam standing on the other side.
“Hello, Dean.”
Dean took a step back to let him in.
“Guess CNN didn’t air that live.”
He gestured at the TV, barely visible through the kitchen area. Cas grimaced as he watched his past self pummel Michael into the ground.
“Not one of my finer moments.”
Even through his fear, Dean had to smile at that.
“Dude, are you kidding me? That was the best thing I’ve ever seen in my life.”
He wouldn’t have ever expected that from Cas, but then again, he was surprisingly beefy despite the whole mad scientist vibe.
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A Destiel AU
Later, Sam would be hard-pressed to describe the day to someone who asked. Luckily, he took enough notes to cobble together a piece for his editor, but it was hardly the best work of the career. He couldn’t be bothered to improve it, though. After so long of living shoulder to shoulder with his brother, Dean’s anxiety was transferable to Sam, even though they didn’t speak all day.
Besides that, he really did care about Jack on his own. Thanks to Dean, he’d gotten to know the kid pretty well, and he liked him.
“Do you have food in your apartment?”
Sam jumped at the sound of a voice behind him. Eileen laid a gentle hand on his shoulder as she turned him around so she could read his lips.
“Dean always makes sure we’ve got something, yeah.”
Sam was so utterly terrible at remembering to feed himself that Dean often left pieces of food—an apple, a box of crackers—along his path of getting ready in the morning.
“Great,” she said, forcing a cheerful smile. “You can make me dinner, then.”
Sam shot Dean a quick text to let him know there would be something (poorly) home-cooked when he got home if he wanted it.
The little read sticker didn’t appear.
As they broke into the last few rays of sunlight, it felt like a weight fell off of Sam’s shoulders. Usually, working in the White House felt like a dream—a long, tiring, sometimes infuriating dream, sure—but these last few days had been something more of a nightmare.
“Have you even seen Dean today?” Sam asked.
Eileen shook her head as they stepped on to the metro. “No.”
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Do I Worry chapter 21: Double Date
“Hey.” Dean’s voice cut through the dream I was having about falling off a balcony. When I opened my eyes, I found the sexy young man standing over me with a plate of waffles in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other. “Hungry?”
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Gabriel’s got enough to deal with, moving and raising his baby brother Cas. When Cas’s “imaginary” little friend Sammy shows up on their doorstep, though, things get complicated fast.
A Destiel Au
Chapter Six: Alexandria
Castiel hadn’t been in the dating pool for quite some time, so he wasn’t sure if taking someone to buy a suit constituted as flirting.
“Don’t you have to be with Jack?” he asked as they got off the metro in Alexandria.
Dean shook his head. “He headed back to school today, said he wanted to feel normal. So I let Benny and them take care of security. Sam said he’d kill me if I didn’t take a bit of a break.”
He took the steps up into the sunlight two at a time, so Castiel had to double his pace to follow him. The streets were slightly less crowded here than they were in the heart of the city. Cas took his first full breath in what felt like months.
He refocused on the conversation and nodded. “Your brother.”
“And the weirdest mother hen roommate you’ve ever met. You’d think he was the one to raise me.”
Cas paused. “Raise?”
Instantly, he kicked himself. This was what Meg meant when she called him socially inept, however affectionately. He always put his foot directly in his mouth.
Dean didn’t seem bothered. “Yeah. Mom died when I was eighteen, so I fought to get custody of Sammy. He was a snot nosed little brat, but I wasn’t about to let somebody else take him. Family, you know?”
Cas nodded. Even a week ago, he wouldn’t have realized what that meant. But thinking about Jack’s face—
“He’s only four years younger than me, so we were pretty much looking after each other, but I still tease him all the time about it.”
His face darkened slightly. Cas tried to imagine him at eighteen, the five o’clock shadow coming in far patchier, with a kid brother by his side. He certainly couldn’t have done the same at eighteen. He’d been buried in college applications, worried about how he was going to survive the interview portion of his science fair entry (answer: he hadn’t).
“That’s why I worry about Jack. I know what it feels like to just—be adrift.” Dean waved his hand vaguely. “And yeah, he won’t have to worry about money or anything, but he’s got the eyes of the world on him. It’s going to be so hard.”
Cas tugged at his collar. “I want to help him. I need to—to make it up to Kelly. I mean, I want to help him, too, it’s not just because I’m guilty, but I need you to know where I’m coming from.”
The hand that brushed his wrist as Dean answered, “I know.”—was that flirting, too? Or was it just Dean trying to seem like he understood?
Either way, it wasn’t exactly something he had the energy to dwell on right now.
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Do I Worry chapter 18: House Rules
He was right. The closer we let them get, the worse it would be when Sammy and I finally hit the road again. I glanced down and caught Sam staring up at me with big tear-filled eyes.
Dammit.
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