Hello again!

A/N: Today I present you another fanfiction! And again I need to say that I am sorry for all the mistake I can make. I am still learning so please, don't be too mean about it.

I do not own anything about this except the story lines. Also the characters will be OOC like always.

I did some kid!Gabriel fanfictions so now I'm trying kid!Castiel. I hope it came out okay.

Thanks for reading. Talk to you soon enough!


I'll keep you safe

Chapter 1

Sam was on his laptop, in the car as I was placing beers in the small cooler I put in the backseat of baby. I sighed as I looked in front and stared at my brother's laptop screen.

"Got anything?" I asked.

"Well now that I'm reading this, it look more like a wendigo." Sam explained as he pointed a paragraph.

"Those guys again? Do we have some flare guns?" I said before sitting at the wheel.

"Yeah, should be an easy hunt. Find it, kill it, all done." Sam said before closing his laptop.

"Where are we heading?" I asked.

"Davenport, Iowa." Sam said and we were going.

We arrived and it was still dark. I was tired and so was Sam so we simply slept in the impala for the night. The next day we were going after the guy. Sam had been right, it had been an easy hunt.

The hardest part was to find the damn thing but after that, we only needed fire and the wendigo was a goner. And there was still some beers remaining in the cooler! This was a good day.

We took one each and drank slowly. Everything was fine up to that but then of course, I got a phone call. It was Cas.

First, he needed help and second he was back in Kansas. The beers didn't seemed so good anymore. I drove as fast as I could. And this time, we didn't take breaks. The feeling of rush was keeping me awake and all I knew was that sleeping wasn't an option right now. We needed to save Cas.

Sam had fall asleep after some time but I was still driving. I could feel my eyes started to close but I forced them open. I couldn't sleep, not when my best friend was in danger like that. We arrived in the tall building Cas had described, in Kansas City, sometime later. We got out and ran inside, guns in hands.

We searched the building for a crazy long time and then Sam looked at me and asked me if I could smell something burning. This set of an alarm in my head and my heart started pumping faster. Sam was tired, he was imagining things he had to be…

There wasn't any sound anymore. I couldn't hear anything and my vision was getting blurry. I walked inside the last room with Sam behind me and my heart stopped. I couldn't move, I couldn't speak and I couldn't look away. A body was lying there behind the shelf which had fallen on the floor. I couldn't see who it was but I had an idea. Because behind it, was two small black wings. Just lying on the floor, without any movement. I felt my eyes watering when I walked to this body.

Tears fell from my eyes as I saw the beige trench coat, soaked in blood. But it was the only thing I saw. Cas, wasn't there. Not his body anyways. I knelt next to the coat and looked around to maybe find answers then I saw it move. Right under the upper part of the trench coat, there was something moving and the black wings which were ridiculously small moved as well with the tiny form under the coat. I slowly lifted it at the same moment as Sam walked next to me. He looked down and frowned.

I lifted the trench coat and threw it when I saw a small head with black hair. Wait a minute…

It moved and turned to face me. Big blue eyes stared right at me and I felt my eyes getting dryer, he was alive. Cas was alive, he was a kid but he was alive!

"Cas?" I asked quietly.

The boy looked up and nodded slowly, looking around uncertainly. I noticed the small black wings coming out of his shoulder blades and smiled softly. I had thought that those were ashes, just like when an angel dies. Burned wings on the ground and all. But it seemed that Cas' wings were simply black. And what I saw was only the physical form.

Now that I knew that Cas was still alive, all the other questions came to my mind. Why was he a four years old boy? Why could I see his wings? What had happened to him? Was he hurt?

"Dean." Sam said after a moment.

"Yes?" I looked at him.

"What do we do?" Sam asked and I looked back at the boy in front of us.

"Dean?" Cas said in a child voice that didn't really suit him.

"Huh?"

"I feel weird." He said.

"Do you know who you are?" Sam suddenly ask.

"I'm Castiel, I'm an angel of the lord." Cas said and I turned to Sam.

"He still has his adult mind but he's in a child body… what happened Cas?" Sam asked.

"I don't remember a lot… my brothers, they tried to kill me… I ran away and called you but they found me. I remember that I couldn't escape, they were everywhere and then everything turned black." Cas explained.

"Right… well, let's get back to the bunker. We'll figure this out there." Sam said.

"Go in the car, I'll bring him." I said without taking my eyes off Cas face.

This was so strange, Cas was still talking like his normal self and his facial expressions were the same simply in a kid's body. Which didn't work together.

I sighed and covered the small body with the trench coat. He didn't move while I did so and he let himself been transport. He simply let his head rest on my shoulder and didn't say a word.

"You drive." I said to Sam as I sat in the passenger seat with Cas. He didn't say a word during the drive. He would simply put his face in my coat or my neck or he would look out of the window but still stayed close to me.