First things first. I really, really hope you will like this first chapter and the follwing two chapters.
I DON'T OWN SUPERNATURAL! ALL RIGHTS BELONGS TO THE RESPECTIVE OWNERS OF THE SHOW!
And here it is: The first chapter of my SPN New Year's Eve fic and boy was this fic a pain in the butt to write.
I would appreciate feedback very much and you should know my SPN Christmas Fanfiction to understand some parts of this fanfiction as well.
You can find my Christma Fanfic on my accoun (Merry Christmas Boys).
Chapter 2 will follow tomorrow and Chapter 3/the Epilogue will follow on January 1st.
And again i am so very sorry for grammer/spelling mistakes.
Don't forget: My first language isn't english ;).
A heavenlyNew Year's Eve Party
Chapter 1
It was exactly one week after Christmas and everyone knew what that meant:
New Year's Eve.
The ultimate party night of the year!
Young people went out, visited nightclubs and partied until the wee hours of the morning and even some of the elderly citizens would go out to make some party on a day like this.
Only in Bobby's house the New Year mood didn't seem to have arrived yet.
There was absolute silence in the house.
The owner of the house had moved to the neighboring town to make a few purchases.
Sam, Dean and Castiel had remained in the house and each of the three dealt more or less with themselves.
Sam sat in Bobby's little kitchen, reading a book.
Also Castiel had made himself comfortable with a book in his hands on the sofa of the small living room. Only Dean didn't quite know what to do. He had no desire to sit around on a day like this and read books. He needed action, suspense...or at least a little party with the family.
But from these two party poppers he couldn't expect anything.
"There's more action in a nursing home than here!" the hunter complained when he went into the kitchen to grab a beer from the fridge. But to his horror, he saw that even the beer had gone out.
Great. It couldn't get worse…
"Then go to the nursing home. Cas and I stay here. Have fun Dean."
Oh, how he would have loved to wipe that broad grin off of his little brother's face that accompanied his last words and which he quickly tried to hide behind his book, but he tried to ignore this as good as he could.
Silently and with a look which could freeze hell, the hunter turned around and went back into the living room where he flopped down on the couch next to Cas and crossed his arms over his chest.
The angel gave him a quick look and shook his head almost imperceptibly.
Dean reminded him in this position more like a small, petulant child than an adult man who also was one of the most dreaded monster hunters he ever had to know.
A small smirk crept onto his normally stoic face and a soft chuckle left his lips and soon he could feel how Dean glared daggers at him from the side.
"What's so funny?"
"You're funny Dean."
The hunter rolled his eyes and sank deeper and with an even bigger pout into the pillows.
"I'm bored."
"Then do something."
"Alone?"
"Why not? A walk would do you good."
"A walk? Are you kidding me Cas? It's New Year's Eve! Nobody goes out for a walk on New Year 's Eve! I'm not an old grandpa!"
The angel turned his head back to him and this time he gave his best friend the widest grin that Dean had ever seen.
"Oh no? You aren't?"
The hunter looked at him like he came straight from another planet and it didn't get better when he could hear the amused laughter of his brother out of the kitchen.
Dean tried to stay calm and answered with a forced grin.
"Fine, if I'm a Grandpa, what are you? You're much older than me!"
Oh my. This game again…
"I'm an angel Dean."
"A rather old angel, if you ask me."
"If you think I am old, then you don't know my brothers. I am one of the youngest."
"And behave like an old man all the time."
Castiel now glared at him and the grin disappeared from his face.
And Dean's own grind widened at that.
"What is this? Looks like I have hit the nail on the head."
Silently Castiel closed his book and rose slowly, very slowly, from his seat. Dean's smile faded and his eyes widened and when the angel glared at him darkly, he knew he had gone too far.
Rule number one: Never insult an angel of the Lord!
Without thinking twice Dean jumped off the couch and ran into the kitchen, where he hid behind his brother, who looked at him confused.
"What's the matter with you?"
"Save me Sammy! Our angel has gone crazy!"
"Oh nonsense. If you provoke him you have to deal with the consequences. Where is he anyways?"
The older hunter raised his eyebrow up, as he looked into the living room and actually the sofa was empty and Castiel was nowhere to be seen. He rocked already in luck, as he felt an aura behind him that didn't mean anything good, and when he turned around slowly, he looked directly into two bright blue eyes.
"Hello Dean."
Dean's eyes widened as this big grin spread on the face of the heavenly warrior and seconds later he wrapped his arms around his stomach and picked him up.
"H-hey! Cas! Personal space man! Let me go!"
Dean tried to defend himself, but he had no chance against him from the beginning on and his eyes widened even more when he saw that Castiel took him towards the door. The door opened as if by magic, revealing a radiant world of snow, which sparkled in the light of the sun. But Dean had no eyes for the beauty of nature, as he slowly got an idea what the angel had in mind for him and immediately his eyes darkened and he kicked and squirmed even more in his strong grip.
"You wouldn't dare Cas! I'm warning you! If you do, then I will get you back for that!"
"I would love to see your attempts."
Dean could practically hear the wide, evil grin out of these words and he was about to open his mouth and give an appropriate answer, but all that came out of it was a loud and very unmanly shriek as the arms suddenly released him, and he landed face first in the freezing snow.
"I think a little cooling-off would do you just fine. Don't you think so?"
Castiel's and even Sam's laughter sounded in Dean's ears and he muttered something into the snow before he slowly raised his head and wiped the icy mass from his face.
Right after he stared into Bobby's face, who stood in front of him with full shopping bags and a raised eyebrow, looking down at him.
"It looks like I shouldn't leave you alone for too long."
Even in his voice the amusement could be heard.
But that was not what Dean shocked.
It was the shadow that spread behind Bobby and slowly took shape before his eyes.
"By the way, we got company..." was all that Bobby had to say before he went into the house and gave him a look at said company.
A grinning face bent over the hunter and at that moment he just wished to sink into the ground and never come back again.
"Hey Dean-O. Well now it has caught you cold, huh?" Gabriel grinned and laughter broke away from his throat as Dean mumbled something to himself and his cheeks blushed a little, when he saw another familiar face behind the archangel and a grinning Balthazar stepped forward, looking down at him in silence.
"What are you two doing here?" Dean growled, as he had managed to sit up and brush the snow off of his face and clothes.
"Oh, nothing special. We thought we drop by. As far as I know today is a party called for."
"But not here..."
Gabriel and Balthazar almost simultaneously raised their eyebrows.
"What?"
"Look at these party poppers behind me. With whom you want to throw a party? As I said before: there is more fun in a nursing home than here..."
The typical trickster grin appeared on Gabriel's face and he and Balthazar helped the human back to his feet.
"Well, we both are now here as well. We will show them how to throw a proper party."
As Balthazar then handed him a bottle of whiskey and a six-pack with a big grin, Dean's eyes started to sparkle and he now had to grin also as he held the door open for the two angels.
"Be our guests..."