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Chapter Rating: K+

Bang!

Castiel and Dean, who had been previously joined at the lips on Castiel's bed, jumped apart at the sound of the door flying open.

"Castiel Jimmy Novak! You step away from him this instant!" Michael shouted. Castiel had been living with Michael as his guardian ever since his Dad left when he was two. Now seventeen, he's the youngest out of his five siblings under Michael's care. Michael was nineteen when he took the responsibility of guardian. His twin brother, Lucifer, had left the year before, when he turned eighteen. A part of Castiel wondered if that's why Dad left, if he couldn't handle the thought of a normal family life when Lucifer had strayed so far from the path set out for them.

Gabriel and Anna also left when they were eighteen. They couldn't handle Michael's overbearing guardianship any longer. Raphael was nineteen now, but he seemed to agree with Michael in most aspects so he stuck around rather than living in a college dorm.

Castiel had met Dean last year, when he was sixteen. Now he was seventeen, and, until today, they believed they had managed to keep their relationship hidden from Michael.

Raphael stood behind Michael just outside the doorway, looking disappointed but sympathetic, nothing like the rage and disgust displayed on Michael's face.

"I love him, Michael!" Castiel shouted, standing protectively in front of Dean.

"You know nothing of love!" Michael exclaimed. "This is sin! Lucifer sinned and look where he is now!"

"Where? Happy? Good! Maybe I should follow in his footsteps!" Castiel fired back. The colour drained from Michael's face.

"You don't mean that." Michael whispered.

After Lucifer left, he held up a restaurant two states over. He killed four people and took every penny the restaurant had. He was currently on the run, and no one had seen or heard from him since.

"Cas. . ." Dean whispered gently, trying to get his boyfriend to calm down. The thought of his Cas ending up like Lucifer was almost as terrifying as Castiel ending up like Michael.

"And you!" Michael suddenly boomed, turning on Dean. "Get out of my house you. . . You delinquent!" Dean kissed Castiel's shoulder before walking swiftly out of the house.

"If you ever see him again, you're out! Don't bother coming back!" Michael shouted finally, before slamming Castiel's door shut.

Castiel had never felt more alone.

*Tap* *Tap* *Tap*

Dean tossed another pebble at Castiel's window. Dean hoped Cas would hurry up, he was running out of pebbles.

Just as he was about to toss the last pebble, the window opened.

"Dean?" Castiel's groggy voice called down to him. His deep voice was even gruffer when cloaked in sleep, and damn if that didn't do things to Dean.

"Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair!" Dean called dramatically.

"Shh, Dean! What are you doing here? You heard what Michael said!"

"I know, but I couldn't stay away from you. I love you, Cas." Dean said seriously.

"I'm sorry, I can't. He'll kick me out." Castiel said, voice breaking.

"Come with me." Dean said.

"What?" Castiel asked, slightly taken aback.

Dean pulled two plane tickets out of his jacket. "Come. With. Me." He said slowly.

"Where did you even get the money for those?" Castiel said, exasperated.

Dean looked sheepish. "My dad and Sammy left town about a month after we started dating. I was eighteen, so he couldn't make me leave. But he's been sending me money. And I haven't really done anything here in Pontiac, Illinois. So I figured if I can't spend it on you, then I might as well burn it. Come with me. Just to my Uncle Bobby's house in South Dakota. Then we can figure out what to do."

"Dean, I don't have anything packed!" Castiel said, wanting to go, but knowing it was a bad idea.

"Neither have I! Just put on your shoes and let's go!" Dean encouraged.

Castiel gave in, and left Dean's line of sight.

He appeared back at the window a few short minutes later. "Dean, I have to pass Raphael's room to get to the door! You know how creaky my floorboards are! He sleeps with the door open, so how am I supposed to get down there?"

"Jump. I'll catch you." Dean said confidently, holding his arms out.

"No! One of us will get hurt!" Castiel exclaimed.

"Do you trust me?" Dean said seriously.

"With my life, but. . ."

"Then jump." Dean held out his arms and smiled encouragingly.

Castiel looked at Dean's soft features and knew he was making the right decision. If there was anyone he would jump out a window for, anyone he would literally fly away with, it would be Dean.

Dean's smiling face still etched in his mind, Castiel grabbed his wallet and a jacket and jumped, landing hard in Dean's arms. True to his word, Dean caught him, swaying only slightly.

"Castiel?" Michael's voice boomed from the window he just exited. "Castiel Novak, get back in here this instant!"

Castiel looked on in horror, but Dean quickly set him down and grabbed his hand. "Run!" He said, pulling him to the motorcycle his dad had bought him to get around on after he had left. Castiel hopped on the back and held on tight as Dean drove away, Michael's threatening shouts drowned out by the roar of the engine.

Two hours later, they were seated comfortable on a near-empty airplane. The other passengers looked at them strangely, Castiel wearing sweat pants and Dean looking intimidating despite the look of horror on his face.

Castiel laughed as Dean clenched his hand, softly humming Metallica along with his boyfriend to keep him relaxed.

"Dean, look how beautiful!" Castiel said, looking out the window.

Dean smiled softly, eyes never straying from Castiel's distracted features. "Yeah, very beautiful."