First fanfic ever. So, um, let's do this. This is the prologue chapter so this is just an explanation of what I already planned out for the story. Not much going on here.

DISCLAIMER: DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY.

I JUST 'RESHAPED' THEM.

Flashback Commence:CASTIEL_

6 MONTHS AGO

"Castiel, you are partying tonight whether you like it or not," Gabriel said as he prepared his home for a party. The day was Friday and in Seattle it always cold which Gabriel thought was code for 'party inside all night long'.

"Gabriel, you know I am not much for parties," replied Castiel, looking as apathetic as always. Of course, his apathy was his form of emotions as everyone else had already noticed. Well, those who knew him, anyways.

"Castiel, you owe me. Remember?" Gabriel said with a face that 'reeked with blackmail'.

"Fine." Replied the man in the trenchcoat with the saphire-blue eyes. He hated how being helped to move to another city made him owe Gabriel. And that with all the things Castiel would do for him, this is what he chose as 'returning the favor'.

2 HOURS FULL OF PARTY PREPARATION LATER

Castiel felt horrid. Not physically but mentally and emotionally. He didn't hate people but he hated socializing with them, which of course is completely different.

"Cheer up, Castiel! It's a party, it's festive not sad and gloomy!" Said the elder brother as he patted the younger one on the back.

"But, I don't even want to be here. You know this is not my area of interest." Said Castiel in a fashion most people would call complaining politely. Of course, no one but Castiel does this so the term is unusually used here but with obvious meaning.

"Here, have a drink! That should do it." Said Gabriel as he handed his trenchcoated brother a cup of punch that only he knew was mixed with alcoholic beverages.

"Gabriel, a drink won't do much. I know that much," replied Castiel looking out of place and somewhat annoyed by the loud music playing. The music's volume and content were both obviously bothering to him, but the volume was at this point much more troublesome that anything else.

Gabriel looked around and grabbed a girl, obviously drunk out of her mind. "Here, mingle," he says as he puts her in front of Castiel and flees the scene before Castiel has a chance to say anything about this uncomfortable scenario he's been suddenly put in.

"Hey~" The girl says not looking like she knows what is going on or if she even cares. "I'm Meg, and you are?"

"I'm Castiel and..." He decides to drink whatever it is that the cup he is holding currently contains. Be it poison or acid, it can't possibly be worse than stuck here.

6 HOURS LATER

"Hey, Cas. Wake up," He says as he shakes Castiel only ever so slightly.

"What happened...?" Cas says as he realizes that he is laying naked on bed in a dark room being only covered by his signature trenchcoat. "Oh. No..."

"So, I see you got laid, huh? You dog!" Gabriel says, congratulating his younger brother. The last time his brother had done anything with another human being (that wasn't family) that he (at the time) had been enjoying was with his friend. His only friend. Ever. Unfotrunately, his friend moved away, and Castiel being saddened by the move wanted to move away as well. His friend's name was somewhat obscured by the time but his features weren't. They were always together. At the time they were both four years old and in elementary school. That was Castiel's only friend so Cas never forgot about him, even after 26 years he still hoped on meeting him someday again. Of course, he knews this to be impossible with six to eight billion people in the world.

"Did this happen with Meg? There's no one around and she is the last thing I remember before...this."

"Meg? Is that who I brought to you? Well that's surely not a good thing. But I don't know, check your pockets. Maybe she left a note, I mean girls always leave me notes." Gabriel responds in a playful manner that somewhat bothers Castiel because he doesn't need to imagine how drunk or hangover women must be drunk to leave his older brother their numbers.

Meg Masters (###) ###-#### call me =D

"I think this is her number..." Castiel says as he finds a note in one of his many pockets. A doomed look takes over his face as he does not know what went on and what Meg may want (as he is lacking of any measurable common sense, even here).

"Well, you are screwed." Gabriel replies, not at all helping to lighten the mood.

"What? Why? Oh. No..." Castiel says knowing that what is about to come isn't good.

"She gets clingy when she is sober. And not cute clingy, like 'I will act like a bitch all the time but you better not ignore me' type of clingy," Gabriel responds rapidly,"so, call her and she will murder you or don't call her and she will find you."

"Forget about it now. Nothing you can do to reverse it. C'mon, Castiel. Let's go get breakfast."

Castiel NEVER called her

Flashback Terminate:CASTIEL_

Flashback Commence:DEAN_

25 YEARS AGO

"Here we are, Dean. You can go play now." John tells his son as they arrive at a bench in a park in the town of Lawrence.

Dean leaves dashing toward the playground. Of course, never would he have imagined that on this day at this particular time, he would meet the only true friend he would treasure so much.

"Hey, why are you wearing a coat?" Dean asks another kid in the way that children want to know everything about each other. Or just anything in actuality.

"Well, I like this coat." The boy responds looking up from the castle he was building in the sand box. His eyes reflecting the sky in an even lighter hue.

"Do you want to play? I'm Dean." The freckled boy responds with a grin on his face.

"Sure, I'm Castiel." He replies as he stands up from his kneeling position and wipes his hands off on his small, brown coat. Like, a rain or a trench coat, actually. But for children.

After this, the two became inseperable. Dean laughing like the world had no end or aging and Cas looking pleased with everything and only rarely making replies about anything. Of course, this time was cut short.

Dean's mother died in a house fire shortly after meeting Castiel so he had to leave the town.

"Hello, Dean. Do you want to play now?" Castiel greets Dean as he comes to play to the park on the last time he will visit the park ever again. Dean pestered his father to come just so that he could come and say goodbye to the friend that had been so loyal to him. Even in such a short time.

"Cas, I...my mom. She's gone...and this is the last time I will ever come again..."

"Dean, I'm sorry. About your mother but can't you stay?"

"My dad wants to leave and..goodbye" He says stepping forwards and giving Castiel a hug one last time. Knowing that this may be possibly the last time they will ever see each other.

"Goodbye, Dean." He says. His face expression not changing much, but his eyes tearing up. The way children do when they are in discomfort.

Flashback Terminate:DEAN_

Present Commence:DEAN_

It was raining. It always was. And Dean was never going to get used to such a gloomy sight. It rained in Seattle, much too often for his comfort. But he hadn't moved here because of the lovely weather. He moved here because Sam asked him to.

After their father's death, nothing tied them to Sioux Falls but Bobby. And, of course, Bobby encouraged both of them to do whatever it was that made them happy. Dean had been working as a mechanic ever since he finished high school. It was all just instinct for him, so finding a job fixing cars was not difficult. However, his co-workers were all just insane to him. Though the most insane was Meg Masters. She annoyed him with all of the party invitations that Dean never took because he was truly, never fond of her.

This morning, business was terribly slow. Dean was considering just taking the day off and leaving Meg to fend for herself, because she could handle it. But he decided not to. At home, there was just silence in the home that he and Sam called theirs. Sam was always working at the law firm he had gotten a job in after graduating from Stanford. So, honestly, there was almost no family time with them because it was all for their jobs.

This auto-shop was located in a junkyard, similar to the one Bobby had in Sioux Falls. Of course, emptier because there wasn't much junk and Bobby wasn't their as their fatherly figure.

Dean was caught off guard when the rain started letting up and the cool air just refreshing everything. The droplets of water running through the metal roof of the outside part of this 'auto-shop'.

A car drove into the shop suddenly, causing Dean's face to slightly light up because there was finally something for him to do. The boredom had been killing him all morning and there couldn't have better than news than a job for car was a black one. It was one resembling the one his father drove. Of course, it was newer and a different model, but there was a familiar feel to it.

A man stepped out of the car, wearing a trenchcoat. This didn't make sense to Dean. The rain had been so very short that most people usually wouldn't use their umbrellas, let alone wear coats as long as the one this man was wearing.

"Hello, my car is..." said the man as he then stopped and shared glances with Dean. Though, this glace was too long and was more of a look. They both stared, having a deja vu feeling and just wondering where they had seen each other before. Both knowing that something seemed better all of a sudden for both of them.

Present Terminate:DEAN_

So, that was the first chapter. Hope you enjoyed it!

Because I poured my soul into the outline and the timeline.

Oh, obviously this is going to be a Destiel and SamXJess fic. Just saying.