Disclaimer, still don't own Supernatural
Cas hadn't wanted to move, he loved their old apartment, it was warm and had lots of space and many kids were in the building as well. It had a wonderful park nearby too. To his five-year-old self it was perfect, so naturally he was devastated when they moved.
The first thing he noticed when they got there was that the kitchen was cold, while every other room was warm. Cas shivered as he held tightly onto his teddy bear, looking around the kitchen from his chair. His parent not seeming to care as he heated up some pizza.
Even the heat from the oven did nothing to warm the small room. "So, Cas, I was thinking we could get you some new toys, you know to get you settled." He dad says waiting for the timer to ding. Cas didn't answer, he was to focused on the tall man looking over his father.
"Bathrobe, loose tank top and striped boxers, in front of your kid really?" The tall man says shaking his head in disgust. Cas's jaw dropped, he had never seen someone so tall, and honestly terrifying. "Pizza? Come on man the kid needs some type of vegetable." He groans.
"Hey, Cas? Cassie? Hey you with me bud?" Chuck asks, growing worried when his child just kept staring behind him, mouth open. "Whatcha looking at?" He asks finally. Maybe his kid was being normal and created an imaginary friend.
Cas wanted to tell his father all about the tall man but he was afraid he would attack. So, the child stayed quiet, clutching onto his stuffed animal like the world depended on it. Chuck shrugged and took the pizza out of the oven, dinner continuing normally.
Cas pointedly ignored the tall man, pretending he couldn't hear or see him at all. "Man, what I would give to eat food again." He heard the man mutter. He shivers slightly at the feeling of him standing, more like floating, over him.
The child ignored this and made a point to savor his pizza even more. Surely this weird man was just his imagination, and not a ghost. He shivers slightly, soon setting his food down, "Can I go oo bed now." Cas says softly. He looks down at his plate, just wanting to get out of the room.
Although Chuck seemed surprised and slightly worried, he nodded. "Sure Cas, go get some sleep for tomorrow." He says with a small smile. Cas nods and slips off the chair, and quickly toddles off to his new room.
He would sleep and this whole nightmare would be over. It wasn't much later when Chuck came to tuck him in, then proceed to go to his own room to sleep. Cas bundled himself up in blankets, and tightened his grip on his teddy bear. He slowly drifted off to sleep, dreaming of his old apartment and friends, wishing to see them again.
Cas was having a pleasant dream when loud cursing interrupted his peaceful quiet. He blinks sleepily, soon rubbing his eyes to try and wake up more. This wasn't his dad's usual 'What do you mean this isn't a good book?' cursing, no the voice was to deep.
Was it the tall man? Cas shivers at the thought and just tried to go to bed. After hearing, a few more curses and something fall he decided to man up, and go confront this man. He takes a deep breath and slides off his bed. He walks to the kitchen, armed with just a teddy bear and his footie pajamas.
He felt the cold once he stepped into the room. He shivers slightly and clutched his teddy bear close. "Oh, great the kid is back, how am I going to be at 'extreme peace' with a kid here?" The tall man hisses out.
Cas stumbles backwards before steeling himself. " 'Cuse me mister… I tan't sleep with oo cursing." He says quietly, hiding slightly behind his stuff animal. "So… tan oo be quiet?" He manages to get out.
The tall man freezes, a look of shock on his face, "Wait, you can see and hear me?" He asks slowly. Cas nod mutely. Had he made this man angry? Maybe he should have just ignored him. "M' sorry, I'll go." He manages to get out.
"Wait! At least tell me your name kid." The tall man seemed desperate and lonely instead of scary now. "M' Castiel." He says shyly. The man shakes his head slightly, "That's such a weird name for a kid." He says rolling his eyes. "I'm Dean, and, um sorry for waking you." Dean says rubbing the back of his neck.
"It's ota." Cas says looking down. "Why are oo in my kitchen?" He asks when the silence started to scare him a bit. Dean seemed to ponder this for a bit, "Because my brother forgot me here." He says. Cas's eyes widen, "Oh." Was all he could say.
"Do you think you can help me get back to him Cas?" Dean asks softly, "I have tindergarten tomorrow." The child replies looking down. He didn't see Dean tensing up, then closing his eyes and relaxing. "Maybe the day after today then." He says gently.
Cas nods shyly, giggling slightly when Dean ruffled his hair. The child missing the brief look of shock on the man's face. "M' going oo bed now." He decides, toddling off to his room now that the tall man wouldn't keep cursing.
"You do that Cas." Dean says smiling slightly. It looked like he found his ticket out of here. He watched Cas wander back to his bed, falling asleep once he laid down. Dean was finally going home.