Chapter 1
"Hey, Cas, I'm back!" Dean's gruff voice echoed through the bunker.
"Hello, Dean. Did you find everything you were looking for at the grocery store?" Castiel was sitting in one of the comfy chairs, reading an enormous old volume from the bookshelves by the light of a lamp. "Have you heard any news from Sam yet?"
"No none." Dean frowned a bit at this. Sam had left on a solo mission the day before, and Dean had not yet heard back from him. However, the frown was quickly replaced by a wide grin. "Cas, do you remember when you were Emanuel?" Cas looked up from his book, confused.
"Yes, Dean. Why?" It had been a very long time since Castiel had lost and then regained his memory after being possessed by the leviathans, and he couldn't think of any way his time spent as "Emanuel" would be helpful.
"Well, yesterday, for some random reason, I remembered something you said while you were him." Dean was fidgeting slightly, the grin still on his face.
"And what was that, Dean?"
"Well, when I was trying to get you to fight those demons, you said...you said that you...ummm...that you didn't know how to ride a bike." Dean's fidgeting had become more noticeable, and his smile was beginning to appear a bit strained.
"That is true, Dean. I do not know how to ride a bike. Why?"
"Well, since we haven't found any new cases, and Sammy's gone, and there hasn't been much to do, I got this…" Dean walked behind the table and returned with a large bicycle, shiny with newness and just itching to be ridden. "I was wondering if maybe...if maybe you'd...like me to teach you?" Dean was obviously nervous, but also excited.
"Dean, I don't understand why…" Cas couldn't continue as he watched Dean's face fall and the nervous grin disappear. "But I suppose, since there isn't anything else for us to be doing at the moment, I might as well learn. Perhaps it will prove a useful skill one day." Dean's face lit up and Cas almost swooned. Dean was positively beaming, and it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.
"Ok, then! Let's head outside! That hill in front of the bunker will be a good place for you to learn." Dean picked up the bicycle and carried it out the door, and Cas followed closely behind, head still reeling.
