First Supernatural story! Yay! I was inspired by a thunderstorm that woke me up a few days ago. Hope you enjoy, obviously I don't own the characters. Set before Ellen and Jo die, Cas has already started to become human.
The grimy motel room lit up as the lightning struck in the distance. A few moments later the sound of thunder crashing woke the two sleeping occupants. Dean was instantly alert, his hunter training kicking in. Realizing it was only thunder he fell back down onto his temporary bed. His brother had already fallen back to sleep, but Dean was finding it surprisingly difficult. The next bolt of lightning crashed, and as the thunder rolled Dean heard a whimpering sound. He shot back up and looked around. The room was fairly dark, but the faint light the windows let in allowed Dean to see the outline of a man. A man that was currently curled up an the chair. Dean leaned forward, trying to get a closer look at the man. A bolt of lightning illuminated the room and Dean was able to see the man's face in the fleeting light. Or rather, the angel's face.
"Cas?" Dean asked in surprise. However, his voice was drowned out by the thunder outside. Cas whimpered again and curled in tighter around himself.
'Oh, Cas is afraid of thunder.' Dean realized. The hunter climbed off of the motel bed and walked over to Castiel. He laid his hand on the angel's arm, causing him to jump. Castiel's dark blue eyes caught Dean's forest green ones and Dan saw fear and panic in them.
"Hey, you okay Cas?" Dean asked, though he knew the answer was 'no'.
"I am physically fine, yes." Castiel answered. Dean sighed.
"I meant the thunder. You're scared of it, right?" Dean asked. Cas was about to say something, but the thunder from a lightning strike a few seconds ago crashed. Cas jumped, whimpered and curled in on himself. Dean, not knowing what to do, carefully picked Cas up and carried him over to his bed. Dean sat down with his back against the headboard and pulled Cas against him. Castiel hesitated for a moment, but when the next roll of thunder came he buried his head into Dean's shoulder. Dean knew the angel was freaked out of his mind, so he started rubbing his back in soothing circles.
Cas had started shaking, so Dean held him tighter to his chest.
"C'mon Cas, just focus on me, okay? Don't listen to what's happening out there." Dean told the angel in his arms. Following his instinct he started singing 'Hey Jude' to him softly.
"Hey Jude, don't make it bad. Take a sad song and make it better. Remember to let her into your heart. Then you can start to make it better. Hey Jude, don't be afraid. You were made to go out and get her. The minute you let her under your skin. Then you begin to make it better. And anytime you feel the pain, hey Jude, refrain. Don't carry the world upon your shoulders. For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool. By making his world a little colder." Dean crooned in his slightly rough voice. Castiel still had his fists curled into his t-shirt, but he wasn't flinching anymore. Dean felt slightly ridiculous as he sang the nah nah nahs, but he felt the song wasn't complete without them.
"Hey Jude, don't let me down. You have found her, now go and get her. Remember to let her into your heart. Then you can start to make it better. So let it out and let it in, hey Jude, begin. You're waiting for someone to perform with. And don't you know that it's just you, hey Jude, you'll do. The movement you need is on your shoulder." Dean nah nah nah'd again along with the song.
"Hey Jude, don't make it bad. Take a sad song and make it better. Remember to let her under your skin. Then you'll begin to make it. Better better better better better better." Dean was almost enjoying himself as he sang the last of the nah nah nahs, interjecting Hey Judes as needed. It was only after he finished the song that he realized that Cas had loosened his grip and was now snoring lightly. Dean looked down on him with sadness in his eyes. The poor guy was getting more human each day, and it was scary. He had seen what a human Castiel was like, and it had scared him. It seemed like the closer they got to the Apocalypse, the more human Cas got. And Dean was determined not to let Cas become his 2014 self. Dean's eyes began to drift closed as he held the now sleeping angel.
'I need to stop calling him that. He's really not an angel anymore.' Dean thought sleepily. He looked down at Castiel's sleeping face and decided that no, Cas would always be the angel of the Lord that had gripped him tight and raised him from Perdition. Dean sank down on the bed, bringing Cas down too, so that they were basically snuggling, even if Dean would never admit that to anyone.
Okay, so that's chapter one for ya. I'm planning on more chapters, but only if you guys want them. So one review will get you guys a new chapter. But I always enjoy hearing what you guys have to say! I also want to know what you think of the characterization.