Chapter 2: Twister Anyone?
Castiel appeared before Dean, Sam, Meg, and Crowley. Crowley was threatening to slowly rip off Meg's skin and feed her to the Hell hounds, when Dean yelled at them to stop their bickering and focus on the matter at hand. Dean paused for a moment then hesitantly asked Cas how he was doing.
"Today I followed the fish down by the creek, so beautiful as they swim and procreate, then I observed the bees, and then I got these!" Cas pulls out a sack of multi coloured marbles and gestured for Dean to take them. Dean gives Castiel a puzzled look then sighs deeply."They are for you Dean, a token of solidarity." Cas steps forward and insistently pushes his hand towards Dean.
"Thanks, Cas." Dean accepts the marbles with an extremely annoyed expression. He stuffs them in his pockets and then mutters something to his brother.
Dean doesn't like the marbles, he is annoyed with you. Probably telling Sam how much he hates you. Dean doesn't value anything that you do, never has never will. No,he doesn't want to play the twister game you took, and no he doesn't care how your day was. Dean was just asking out of politeness. Dean only called you down here to gather information, he would rather you spend your time elsewhere. It has to do with the Leviathans, which you brought into the world. That is one mistake you can never fix.
Cas could feel a lump in his throat. Ashamed and disheartened he looked away from the group and hung his head.
"Cas we were wondering if you could help us with something." Dean looking away from his brother noticing Castiel was no longer facing forward. The hunter realized that the angel was not going to be of much help. He wished Cas would just snap out of his insanity already.
"I'm pretty sure wings over there needs those marbles more then you, Dean." Crowley smirks and leans against the cabin wall. Dean gave the king of Hell a, "Go fuck yourself." look . He explains to Cas that there have been a large number of suicides over the past couple of weeks, and a very powerful demon is to blame. Crowley had gained news from unspecified sources that the, Leviathans were going to recruit the whore and use her to their advantage.
"I don't want to fight her, no more fighting." Cas couldn't bear the thought of anymore bloodshed. All the strength collected over the centuries has been torn away. The broken angel would not join the battle, for he would rather die now then be neck and neck with the fowl creatures on Earth. Too many gruesome wars and cruelty. He shutters and gives Dean puppy dog eyes.
"Ugh…Cas you don't have to fight, just be careful, and tell us what you know."
"I don't know anything." Cas replied, feeling bad that he was not able to provide assistance to the Winchesters. Dean wasn't all that surprised. Castiel was fluttering about chasing unhappy dogs and bees for the past week, of course he did not know anything.
"Your boyfriend doesn't know jack shit, what a surprise!" Crowley said sarcastically to Dean. Sam gave Crowley an angry look. Dean was fed up with everyone calling Cas his lover. He pulled out a beer and tried not to think of the massive problems plaguing his mind. Dean took a swig and let out a deep breath. Deep down he still wants to be more than a friend to Cas, but refuses to admit it.
Crowley was about to take his leave, since he was bored with the silly humans and useless angel, when he looked over at Meg, who was terrified."When this is all over love, you will be coming back home with me, I got a special treat for you." With that he disappeared.
"Great, now that son of a bitch is trailing my ass." Meg flipped Sam and Dean off and pouted."Go play a game with your boyfriend, he looks upset." Meg pointed at Cas. Dean scowls and flips her off. Meg smirks then vanishes, leaving the three men alone.
Dean really hates it when they say you're his boyfriend. Everyone is disgusted by you. Nobody in their right mind would ever be with you. Dean could never be with you in a passionate way. No matter how much you yearn for it. You are a pile of trash, everyone knows it. Nobody has ever loved you and never will.
"Dean would never be my boyfriend." Cas mutters looking out the kitchen window.
"What was that Cas?" Dean asked luckily not hearing.
"Nothing, want to play twister? We should all play twister." Within moment Cas was on the ground setting up the game. Sam let out a chuckle as he watched Cas move his body in strange positions. It was going to be a long night.