* "Would it kill you to read a book of see a movie?" (Meg, Goodbye Stranger)
The night was silent and empty. Sam and Dean had gone out on a hunt of some sort, and Castiel wandered the Earth alone. It was odd, previous to his meeting them he'd never had any sort of desire for companionship. But he wasn't just alone tonight. He was lonely.
He closed his eyes and in the next moment, Meg had appeared before him, her knife wielded, facing the opposite direction of him. She turned around, spinning on the spot in confusion.
"Cas?! I was kind of in the middle of some-"
"Would you like to go on a..." Cas paused and raised his hands making air quotes, "'Date' with me?"
Meg's indignation melted instantly into something like a mix of amusement and flattery.
"I'd never been the wining and dining type, Clarence, but why not. It's not like I was that busy."
A smile spread across Castiel's face and he nodded and said, "I thought you might like to see a movie with me. I've never watched a movie... Well..." Cas trailed off, staring up at the sky, "There was that video I watched about the deep, obviously destined connection between the Pizza Man and the babysitter. Though I still haven't quite worked out why he was-"
"Clarence." Meg said, cutting him off, "Yeah, I'll see a movie with you if you'll just stop talking."
Cas nodded and took her hand and they disappeared.
They reappeared in the dimly lit parking lot outside of a grungy old movie theater downtown. Cas didn't release her hand as they walked up to the ticket booth where Cas stood, staring at the greasy teenager behind the window blankly.
Meg rolled her eyes. Despite her demonic nature, she knew how to conduct herself in the world as a human. A trait Cas seemed to lack. She reached into his back pocket and withdrew a couple crumpled five dollar bills.
"Two for... Titanic." Meg said.
"Titanic." Cas said, "That ship sunk in 1912. Unless Balthazar-"
"Thank you." Meg said to the cashier, taking the tickets and Castiel's change, shoving both in the pocket of her leather jacket.
She looped her arm into the crook of Cas' elbow and said quietly, leaning toward his ear, "They made a really shitty, fictional story based off of the real ship. That came out in 1997. But now, it's back in theaters because weird teenage girls think its some kind of interesting, tragic love story. Like the Romeo and Juliet of the twentieth century."
Cas walked with her, squinting, clearly trying to process all of this.
"Romeo and Juliet... are they-"
"Don't worry about it. This'll be fun."