Author's Note
So first chapter went up going by the alerts I'm saying is a definite 'Continue'. Usually I would wait a couple days until I update but not even I can resist since I wrote the basic outline for chapter 2 at College, and when that happens I have to write up the chapter regardless!
Like mentioned previous: Excuse any grammar/spelling mistake or poor paragraphing. Enjoy the story and don't worry about anything else!
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-Jess
There were so many things Dean could positively say he admired about Castiel Novak. He sat in his car watching as the man in question left his Apartment, zipping his jacket up as he walked down the street towards the little Coffee Shop where for the last couple months he had worked under the name of 'Casey Collins'. Now going back to why Dean admired Castiel so much, it was not his looks [Although they were an positive attribute] but it was his habits. Castiel Novak was the definition of 'Creature of Habit'.
Once Dean had arrived in Pontiac he watched his target to learn his routine, which he had soon discovered never changed. He worked five out of the seven days, closed up the Coffee Shop, and walked his pretty red headed female colleague to the bus station before heading home.
"Hey Anna, do you ever feel like someone is watching you?" Castiel and Anna like most days found themselves in the near empty Coffee Shop, they sat together sipping at coffee and sharing a small muffin. "Depends in what sense?" she lifted her cup watching Castiel over the rim. Castiel scratch the back of his head trying to find the right words to describe what he was feeling. "Like… just being watched but when you turn around no one is there."
Anna's made a soft 'Oh' sound. "Once when I was in High School, turned out to be some guy who wanted to ask me out but always lost his nerve." She smiled warmly, as the guy in question was her High school sweetheart and long-term boyfriend but Castiel could not help but worry his lip. "Don't get me wrong I was a little freaked out by it, but he meant no harm."
They sat in silence as Castiel tried to make sense of what Anna had said. "Just out of curiosity when did you start feeling like someone was watching you?"
Now that was a really good question. Castiel closed his eyes as he attempted to pinpoint the exact moment he felt a twinge in his stomach and the goosebumps over his body. "It was a couple days after I told you about…" he shifted uncomfortably and cursed himself for bringing up Dean Fricking Winchester. "Oh I see now. You cared about the guy right? Maybe it's just your mind trying to remind you or you're just one of those overly paranoid people."
As soon as the words left Anna's mouth they both heard the door open announcing a potential customer, both turned to greet but Castiel's greeting was lost in his throat as his eyes widened.
Dean watched in amusement as Castiel's face paled his beautiful blue eyes wide and reflected only shock and confusion. "Casey, are you okay?" the pretty red head he had frequently saw Castiel walk to the bus station after their shifts glanced suspiciously between both the men. "Do you know each other?" Dean shot her his winning smile that made a pink blush appear on her cheeks. "Yeah we're old friends aren't we Casey?"
He bit the inside of his cheek trying to resist laughing at Castiel's prone form. "Yeah… yeah old friends," Castiel fidgeted with apron as he glanced over to the red head as he spoke the words a soft whisper. "Anna c-could you give us a moment?" Anna narrowed her eyes at Castiel's sudden stutter and tripping over words. "Sure, shout if you need anything."
As soon as Anna left Castiel marched over to Dean and grabbed his jacket pulling him down so their eyes were level. "What the hell are you doing here?" he hissed the question and quickly assessed the Coffee Shop to make sure no one was present, Dean had always found Castiel's paranoia hilarious he could remember teasing him all those years ago. "Hello to you to Cas, it's been too long." Dean took in the bright eyes, being pleasantly surprised by the flare of annoyance shining in them. "It's polite to say hello before asking questions. Don't you agree?" he grabbed Castiel by the wrist his fingers tightening in a unbreakable hold as he dragged the dark haired man out the Coffee Shop and into the neighbouring Alleyway and Cas being Cas he did not go quietly.
"Hey! What are you doing! Let me go!"
Dean silenced Castiel the only way he knew he gripped the man by his shoulders, pushing him roughly against the wall and captured his lips. Whatever Cas had wanted to shout was lost; his mouth remained unmoving in shock as Dean pulled back. "Now that's better." He stepped back watching Castiel slowing make sense of what happened, he lifted his hand touching his lips. "Wh-why did you…" he words were lost as Dean rolled his eyes. "Only way I knew to shut you up, now the reason why I'm here."
Castiel's head was nothing but cotton nothing seemed to make much sense or absolutely no sense.
"Why are you here?" his voice quiet Castiel was thankful of the wall being present so he could lean against it. His legs felt like lead, heart pounded and not to mention his lips were still tingling, he resisted the urge to lick them in the hopes of tasting Dean. Damn! Just remembering those soft lips against his. Memories of Dean's lips and tongue on his body made heat fill his body and a very uncomfortable tightness in his jeans. "Tell me Cas how did you manage to get involved with someone like Crowley?"
Oh shit! Castiel's first instinct was to run when heard the name fear shot through him which Dean must have sensed as he placed his hands more gently on his shoulders to stop him from escaping. "How could you be so stupid? Don't you know how dangerous he is?" Dean shook Castiel forcing a reaction. "At the time no I didn't! Don't you dare judge me Dean Winchester!" it took a little effort but Castiel managed to pull away putting distance as he tried to find an escape. "Crowley was everything you weren't! He gave up his time for me and I always came first never second."
Dean watched the blue eyes become a sea of emotions that threatened to fall but he knew Castiel would never put himself in such a vulnerable position especially if it involved him. "Well it's your lucky day Cas because Crowley wants you back." Castiel instantly moved back his face fear stricken it was amazing how the guy could switch his moods and emotions so quickly it almost seemed effortless. "That's why you're here right? You're on a job. Fantastic. And here I thought you came to see me!"
"Shock, sadness, anger, fear and now sarcasm? You know what Cas I don't think it's too healthy how you can switch so quickly. But yes I'm on a job and because we're old friends I'm gonna be nice and give you the option: You can either come with me willingly and quietly," his sudden moves startled Cas as Dean grabbed him again by the shoulders and pinning him against the wall, he ducked his head their lips inches apart. Dean could smell and taste coffee on Castiel's breath he took in a shuddering breath. "Or if you choose the hard way which is forcefully where I'll take you kicking and screaming." He saw blue eyes darken at the choice of words and smirked, it was a definite plus still having power of Cas but even in the back of his mind he pushed aside or attempted to remind himself that Castiel was nothing but a job regardless of their past, and even though he wanted to pull Castiel close to feel that body against his and taste that delectable mouth. Three rules Dean! Because you know what'll happen!
"When did you become such a heartless bastard Dean?" the words brushed over their almost touching lips. "Probably around the time you cheated on me. So don't bother with the puppy eyes because they won't work. Now what's your decision? Willingly or forcefully? I'll give you one day to decide before I decide for you."
Castiel found himself sitting in the supply cupboard his chest tight and eyes hot, it so much of his non-existent will power not to cry. He was scared no more terrified that Crowley was on the lookout for him, hurting after Dean brought up his moment of infidelity not to mention the overwhelming feelings just from seeing Dean again after so long. "Are you okay Casey?" he looked up from his twitching fingers, Anna stood leaning against the doorframe. "Honestly, not really." His lips tightened holding back the wave of tears threatening to fall. "I take it that guy was… I'm not really sure what he was."
He closed his eyes feeling wetness behind his eyelids. "That was Dean Winchester."
Even as he walked home he could not forget Anna's face when he finally opened his eyes, she of course had questions which he could barely answer or didn't want too until he finally said he needed to go home to sort some things out. Even in his own Apartment he did not feel safe with the knowledge of Dean and Crowley but what else could go wrong? He never even got a chance to switch on a light.
"I just realised that if I gave you a choice you might decide to do a runner." From the shadows of his small Apartment a voice stroked his last nerve. He looked around wildly not knowing which direction to move, an arm circled around his waist, a hot breath against his neck. "So I'm decided for you, you're coming with me regardless." He gasped at a small pinprick of pain he blinked several times trying to keep his eyes open against the heaviness until everything went black.
