I walk up the stairs with heavy steps, falling to my hands with every movement I make. Everything has gone quiet. That quiet that I can hear my own heartbeat.

'Cas!' I hear someone yell, but even though they yelled it's still very faint.

I hear myself breathing heavily, my sight has become blurry as I blink ever so slowly. My eyelids feel heavy. I feel my eyes roll to the back of my head and that's it, I can't remember anything else that happened.

A few moments later ...

Breathe Cas. Breathe. I can hear myself think. Am I waking up?

'Cas, are you alright?' I hear Thomas ask.

I sit up and press my palms against my eyes. My head hurts a lot.

'I think he's still feeling funny,' I hear Carmel say.

I remove my palms and open my eyes with a little bit of help from my eyebrows.

'Hey, are you with us Cas?' Thomas asks as he puts his hand on my knee.

I nod slightly.

'What happened?' It's too early to be answering questions with my head throbbing.

'Leave him to rest, he doesn't want us throwing questions at him right now,' Thomas tells Carmel.

There he goes, reading my mind again. I almost smile at the fact.

'Go get some ice Carmel,' Thomas orders and she goes.

Thomas looks at me and analyses my face.

'You took quite a fall there,' he says.

I chuff a little and close my eyes once again. Carmel arrives back with an ice pack. Thomas takes it from her and gestures it towards me.

'Here,' he says. 'Put this on the back of your head.'

I take the ice pack and gently rests it against my skull. I obviously did take quite a fall.

'How are you feeling?" Carmel asks.

'Great,' I say weakly.

Thomas stands from his kneel and makes his way over to Morfran. My eyes follow and I start to figure out that they're discussing something important, with Thomas's wide eyed look.

'You passed out,' Carmel tells me.

'I guessed,' I say.

'I don't understand why,' she says and thinks for a moment.

I shrug my shoulders and press against the ice pack.

'Aren't you at all worried?' She asks.

'No,' I say.

'You're not even curious?'

'I'm not even curious Carmel,' I answer as I put the ice pack down beside me.

My head still hurts, but my arm is aching already.

'How can you not be curious? You passed out whilst walking up the stairs after Thomas and I, you could have really injured yourself,' Carmel goes on. 'That reminds me, how's your head? You hit it pretty hard as you fell down the stairs.'

'Still hurts,' I say.

Carmel looks down to the floor with a disappointed look on her face. I don't ask what's wrong, I don't see a reason to right now considering it's probably a disappointed statement about my attitude. She always goes on at me, telling me that I don't interact with people and that I'm really blunt. I don't want to hear it.

Thomas makes his way back over and kneels down in front of me, staring directly into my eyes.

'What are you doing?' I ask, kind of getting creeped out.

'Morfran,' Thomas calls to his Grandfather.

Morfran makes his way over and kneels down beside Thomas. Thomas mutters something to Morfran, I can't make out what he said. He then moves out of my direct sight and Morfran takes his place.

'Look up,' Morfran orders.

I look up, not with my head back but with my eyes, which is what Morfran wanted.

'Hm,' I hear him mumble. 'Look down.'

I do as he tells me and he gently raises my eye lids to get a better view of my eyes.

'Right now look to the left,' he says and I do. 'And now look to the right.'

Once he's inspected my eyes he stands and walks off into the back room without saying anything. I look at Thomas confused, but he looks very concerned.

A couple of moments passed and Morfran steps back into the room.

'You are fine,' he tells me.

Thomas gives a loud sigh of relief. I don't know what they're talking about.

'I thought you may have been hit by an oncoming spell,' Thomas says, obviously he just read my mind or maybe he just felt the need to tell me at the time I was thinking that I don't know what's going on.

I nod, still a little confused.

'An oncoming spell is like a curse,' he explains.

He's definitely reading my mind.

Later on that evening ...

'Cas,' Carmel says.

I look up from my Athame to her.

'Do you think Thomas reads my mind as I talk to him?' She asks, it's a pretty strange question from her.

I shrug and look back down to the Athame in my hands. 'Why?'

'Because, well ...' She doesn't finish.

I look back up to her. There's only us two in my living room. My mom is in the kitchen cooking up spells or what not. Thomas is on his way, so maybe what she has to say about Thomas is important, or even personal.

'What is it?' I ask, sitting up from my slouch on the couch.

'I think I like him,' she openly tells me.

I smile once she replies.

'Why are you smiling like that?' She asks.

I slouch back down and start fiddling with my Athame once again.

'Cas come on, why were you smiling like that?' Her tone sounds paranoid.

I sit there and wonder if I should tell her that Thomas is literally in love with her. I've made up my mind. I sit up from my slouch again and open my mouth to tell her he feels the same way, possibly more. Then I hear a car pull up on my driveway, it's Thomas. Carmel's face drops as she realises that I was about to tell her but now that Thomas is here, I can't. Thomas opens the door and makes his way into the living room. His face scrunches.

'Ew,' he says and holds his nose. 'Is your mom making new spells again?'

My mom walks in with a pot in her left arm and a wooden spoon in her right hand.

'Actually, it was meant to be cookies,' she tells him.

Thomas is startled and he doesn't know what to say to my mother, who he had just took the piss out of her cooking. My mom starts to giggle at the sight of Thomas's embarrassed face.

'I'm only kidding you,' she says. 'It's a new spell.'

Thomas's face is relieved and I chuckle to myself on the couch, my mother giggling as she walks back into the kitchen and Carmel trying her best to hold her laugh in.

'It's not funny,' Thomas finally breaks it.

'It is,' I say and laugh.

'It's not. I thought I took the piss,' he says and sits down next to Carmel.

I can tell by her face that she likes Thomas. It's so clear now. Thomas picks up the remote from the table that's in the middle of my living room, just in front of the couch. He turns the television on and before I know it he's fallen asleep, Carmel joining him. I realise we've been watching television for hours, my mom has probably gone to bed too. I reach for the remote, turn the television off and sit back in my comfy position. I close my eyes and try to drift off to sleep.

A couple of minutes have passed but I still haven't fallen asleep. My eyes shoot wide open when I hear her. Yes, her. Anna. My Anna.

'Cas?'

She's calling my name. She sounds like she's on the second floor of my house. But how could this be?

Thank you so much for reading. This is my first fanfiction so I hope you enjoyed it. Please review and tell me what you think. (: