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Mary watched her boys as they all sat on the couch. Sam and Dean were absorbed in whatever TV show they were watching but Mary was focused on Castiel. He was the oldest in the three and often acted a little to mature for his age of 16, she'd had many rude comments directed toward him, most from the women at his school. Asking, Whats wrong with him and is he messed up. Comments Mary brushed off or flipped the bird, which is why she wasn't friends with many women at the boys school. But Mary was fascinated by him just the same. He had come a long way from that strange kid in the trench coat only a year earlier.
Right now he looked dazed. Staring into a corner of nothing. He did that a lot Mary noticed, almost all the time. He'd just stare at nothing, and she had no idea what was going on in his head. Dean see's it, only he just shrugged it off, stating Cas has done that since he met.
Most would think he was just off in some teenage boy wonderland but his eyes told her different. They were focused and hardened. But whenever he came out of that trance they were soft and light again.
She's tried to talk to him about it, but he just brushed it off saying it was nothing. And she thinks he really doesn't know he's doing it half the time. He scares her sometimes, they way he just clocks out. He was dead to the world when it happens.
She hadn't payed much attention to him recently, after Dean's minor break down and then making the adoption final. Sam's 12th birthday came right after that. He had been pushed to the back and Mary felt guilty. She remembered that day he made her open up in the car, about Adam. He didn't look at her with pity like almost everyone else but John did. He looked at her as someone who had lost something to and knew how it felt. She was angry he knew what that felt like.
"Cas!" Dean yelled snapping him out of his daze, "Dude watch the game."
And just like that it changed. His eyes returned to that soft look. The coldness was gone and she felt relived. When he was like that it was like looking into a dark room and not being able to see the other side.
"Sorry," He mumbled turning his attention back to the football game. Mary wondered why he did that, where he went inside his head whenever that happened. She knew he's had just as hard a life as Dean and Sam, maybe even darker but she didn't know. There were so many unanswered questions she wanted to ask but didn't know how.
Yeah that was strange even for me to write, I hope you like it. I have some stuff panned for what Cas is about to face, please follow favorite and review.