So, this just popped into my head and I wanted to share it. It's my eyes. I get compliments from complete strangers all the time about them.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Except the eyes. The eyes are mine.


Blue but Green

They were headed to another case when they stopped for gas. While Dean pumped the gas Sam and Cas went inside the truck stop. They went down separate aisles looking at different road snacks. They were also searching for Dean's requested snacks. Not paying attention to where he was walking, Cas rounded the end of the aisle and ran right smack into someone.

The person's goodies flew every where and crashed to the floor. A startled yip was let loose from the person he ran into. Cas apologized and as he bent down to pick up the things so did the person and their heads connected.

The poor soul fell back holding her head.

"Not my day," she said closing her eyes.

"I'm really sorry," Cas apologized again and helped her up.

She was almost the same height as him, he thought that was strange, he'd never met a female so tall. She blinked and he saw her eyes. They were blue but then they were green, he couldn't decide which color they were. And the next thing he knew….

"You have beautiful eyes,"

She smiled and rubbed her head. "Thanks, I get that all the time."

He realized his hands were still holding her arms and he quickly let go. "Your things," he started gathering up the fallen snacks farthest away.

Once he'd finished helping her he apologized again. She gave him a kind smile.

"It's ok, I've been having a string of bad luck today. First I forgot my wallet. Then I got a flat tire. Then my truck started running hot. It's just been one thing after another. Running into you wasn't so bad," she smiled bashfully.

"Cas? You ready, man?" Sam approached them.

"Yes," he looked at Sam then back to her. "I apologize, again. I pray your day gets better."

"Thanks," she smiled at them both and they parted ways.

They got in the car and Sam handed Dean the bag.

"So, did you get her number," Sam asked and glanced back at Cas.

"Why would-"

"Wait, what are we talking about? Who's number?" Dean immediately looked up from his massive honey bun.

"Oh, just the cute girl Cas literally ran into. It was like watching an awkward teenager talking to a girl," Sam laughed. "He even complimented her eyes after knocking her in the head with his."

Dean laughed. "Cas, Buddy, you don't pick up girls by giving them brain damage."

"I assure you, I was only picking her up after I knocked her down. I don't think I caused harm to her brain. Though she smiled a lot. That could be a sign. Should we take her to a physician?" Cas started to worry.

"Naw, man, she's fine." Sam grinned and shook his head.

"Cas," Dean turned around do he was looking at the falling angel. "Dude, the pizza man. Seriously though, did you get her number?"

Cas tilted his head, in that bird like fashion when he was trying to understand something, them suddenly it dawned on him what they were suggesting.

"No, I did not. I don't think she is the pizza man type," he told Dean.

Dean turned around and started the Impala. "They're all the pizza man type, eventually."

"I can't believe you're actually using a porno to explain to him about women!" Sam exclaimed.

"How else am I going to explain it?"

"I don't know, maybe show him something that's not x rated or not rated at all?"

"So I'm suppose to what- let him watch The Notebook or something?"

"That's a good start!"

"No! Hell no!"

Cas smiled and looked out the window as they argued and drove passed the parked cars. He saw her getting into a beat up pick up truck. She waved and smiled. He waved back.

"He is not watching anything based off some cheesy book with a North Carolina beach setting,"

"Ok, then. Ghost."

"Gho- ok get out, get out now!"

"Dirty Dancing,"

"I don't know you any more."

"The Titanic was good. Although, there was plenty of room for Jack. I find it rather hard to believe he could not have been saved as well. If Rose truly loved him she would have insisted he get on with her and they could have shared body heat. They had no issue sharing body heat before."

Sam and Dean glanced back towards Cas.

"I don't know you either," Dean cried.

"You know, Cas, I thought the same thing," Sam agreed.

The discussion ended when Dean turned the volume up on the radio. Lynard Skynard blared through the speakers. Cas thought about the girl.