Transformation

I Own Nothing – much to my disappointment

Staying at Bobby's was fine. After the apocalypse, Sam and Dean had moved in with him, and Cas hung around, but was also out a lot, when not helping the brothers in their cases. Now was one of those times, and Dean had just come back home, where Sam was ready to assault him about his whereabouts last night.

Dean walked inside and dropped his keys into his pocket. It was late around seven at night, and he had just gotten back from gathering info on some case they were working on. He was immediately met with Sam's bitch face, not a good start to the evening. To tell the truth, Sam and Dean hadn't been on very good terms at all lately, and getting away from Sam was the highlight of Deans day. It only took them the apocalypse to get sick of each other.

"where were you last night Dean?" Sam asked, patronisingly

"Nowhere" He replied, secretive as always

"I caught you walking back inside, I know you were out"

"Oh, do you" Sam was annoying

"Yes, so where were you?"

"Out."

"Dean, thats not gonna cut it, tell me where you were."

"Its none of your business" Both Dean and Sam were mad by now

"Then why are you so defensive?"

"Because I can be"

"You know what keeping secrets is like, so just tell me"

"Oh, you mean like that time you ran off with that Demon Bitch?" He faked realising the situation

"Dean - "

"Well, im not off with any demon, drinking her blood like a damn vampire, so you can relax"

"Dean"

"No, Sam, Drop it"

"Dean-"

"No, fine, you know what, I was at the bar, there happy?"

"No, actually,"

"Oh really, and why would that be this time Mr. Bitchface?"

"Because your lying"

"No im not"

"Fine, I'll call Cas" Sam retorted, Pulling out his phone and punching in the numbers

"Fine"

"Cas, Yeah its Sam, No, were fine, Yes, Can you come to Bobby's, thanks" A moment later Castiel appeared in Bobby's lounge room, standing in between Sam and Dean.

"What is the problem?"

"Dean was out last night and he wont tell me where he went." Sam replied, and Castiel turned, looking at Sam as if he had just grown to heads

"Why is that any of your business" he replied swiftly, always defending Dean. Dean let out a bark of laughter, followed by "Yeah, that's right"

"Because," Sam ignored his brother, "He's been doing it for a while now, and I wanna know what he's doing" Now Castiel turned to Dean

"Where were you last night Dean?" Dean stared at Castiel for a while before replying

"Fine, I went for a drive out to some paddock in the woods," he turned to Sam, "The one surrounded by woods"

"Cas?" Sam asked, wanting confirmation if this was true or not

"He is not lying-" He was cut off by Deans grunt of approval, and Sam's arguments, "But," he said over the top of them, "He is not telling the truth."

"What do you mean he's not telling the truth?"

"He is only telling half of the truth."

"Well whats the other half?"

"I dont know."

"But you read minds, how can you not know?"

"Because I was asked not to read his mind, and so I will not"

"Obedient little lap dog" Sam muttered under his breath, forgetting Castiels heightened senses, including hearing. Castiel punched Sam in the face.

"OW!" he yelled, grabbing his cheek, "What the hell?" Castiel did not answer

"Cas, why did you punch Sam in the face, not that im complaining or anything"

"Because," he spoke, "He called me an 'obedient little lap dog'"

"I didn't hear anything"

"Thats generally what happens when you mutter, or was I mistaken again?" Castiel was mad, and it was slightly scaring the brothers.

"No, no your right"

"Good, and Sam, what Dean does is entirely up to him, and wether he tells you is up to him too, so stop bitching and get over it. You didn't tell him when you were going off with Ruby, so what do you expect?"

"Cas is ma-ad" Dean sung

"Yeah, well your lucky I can get anything out of these emotions flying around" And with that he disappeared.

"Great, Sam, piss off the angel. Im gonna do find him, or do I need your permission?" when Sam didn't respond, he nodded and turned around, "See you in the morning."

And he did. He came back the next morning and flopped down on his bed, sleeping for an hour before he stood again and continued on with his day.