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Chapter Two


Of course, Gabriel ended up having his own coffee shop. And he just so happened to give me the directions to it. So, after several red lights and a couple missed turns, we sat down in one of the many vintage booths lined against the white wall.

"I don't mean to sound biased but we have some of the best pie here," Gabriel flashes me a toothy smile. "Apple pie, to be specific." I stare him dead in the eyes.

"I fucking love apple pie." I rush out of my seat and head to the counter, ordering two slices of apple pie. After paying, I move back to my seat. Grabbing a fork from beside my plate, I dig in, meeting Gabriel's golden eyes a few seconds later.

"Why did you want to take me out for 'coffee'?" I quirk an eyebrow. His smirk wavers for a quick moment, casting his gaze downward. He sighs and his face becomes serious.

"It's about Castiel," I give him a confused look. "My brother, the one you were giving googly eyes last night?" He jokes. My face heats up in embarrassment and I nod.

"Hah, yeah.. I.. yeah." I stare at my pie, suddenly shy. He chuckles.

"Nothing to be ashamed of. You wouldn't be the first." He smiles. "Cassie's openly gay. Has been since high school." My eyes widen in surprise.

"In all honesty, most of us Novak's are gay." He snorts. "I'm gay, Cas is gay, Luci's bisexual, and Baltzy.. he'll fuck anything really." Gabriel laughs at that.

"I-I'm bisexual." I confess. He nods in approval.

"Thanks for telling me. I sense no one really knows." He looks at me sadly.

"I don't believe my parents would accept me after.. coming out." I say, upset. "Once my brother Sam came out as pansexual, they kicked him out." I deadpan.

"Well, Dean-o, it ain't easy being fruity. What your parents did were wrong, do you live with them still?"

"Fuck, no." I say roughly. "Sammy and I have an apartment together. Once they kicked him out, I packed my bags and hauled ass."

Suddenly remembering what started this conversation I asked, "What's wrong with Castiel?" He looks confused for a moment.

"Oh! Yes, okay, Castiel," He exhales loudly, rubbing his eyes. "He's.. going through a rough time right now. It has to do with a fiancé turned ex." I shudder. Reminds me of Sam and Jess.

"I don't understand what I have to do with this. Cas doesn't know me, and I don't know hi-"

"Cas?" Gabriel questions, a playful smirk resting on his lips. "That's cute. Already giving him pet names." He teases.

"Shaddup. Castiel is a mouthful." Gabriel opens his mouth for a comeback, but I beat him to it. "I fucking dare you Gabe, make a sexual joke. Do it." The smirk never leaves his face. He raises his hands up in a surrendering motion.

"Fine, fine. Then can we talk about how Castiel isn't a mouthful?" He winks.

Son of a bitch.


During the drive home, I couldn't stop thinking about what Gabriel had told me.

"Cassie's ex-fiance used to abuse him; mentally and physically. One day, Castiel walked in on him banging some blonde bimbo. Later that night, Cas was nearly beat to death for finding out. He survived because we'd made plans that night and he wasn't responding to the text messages I had sent him. I got Lucifer to drive me to his house and I found him laying on his living room carpet, bleeding to death."

Imagining seeing Sammy in that state made my blood run cold. Knowing Castiel put himself through that made me sick to my stomach.

"Why are you telling me this? I met you only yesterday." He chuckles.

"I just thought.. you could help him."

It doesn't make sense to me. It's only a coincidence that I served Gabriel and Castiel at the bar on Friday.

"How can I help him?" Gabriel faltered, his smirk sliding off his face.

"Castiel needs someone, anyone. Either as a friend or a partner." He breathes in and then out. " As dumb as this may sound, I've never seen Castiel so intrigued by someone or something before. All it took was one, tiny, little, glance for him to get hooked." I blush lightly.

"M-maybe you're looking into things." I try to reason with him. "Don't get me wrong, from the moment I laid eyes on him, I've wanted to get to know him; he caught my interest," I pause, swallowing nervously. "But, I'm not at all interesting. I'm just a boring waiter who loves cars, cheeseburgers, and apple pie." Gabriel nods slowly, slipping a piece of paper into view.

"Fine, Dean-o," He sighs, putting on a small smile. "I understand if you don't want to become a part of this. Hell, I don't blame you. We don't know each other." He sighs. "If you change your mind, this is my number. You can text or call me whenever and about whatever. Whether it be about Cassie, or different flavors of pie." He says jokingly, grinning. I crack a smile. He stands up to leave, shaking my hand.

"Nice to meet you Dean.." He trails off.

"Winchester."

After that, I had left. All I wanted to do now was lay in my bed at home, and figure out if I should try to help this Castiel guy out.

"Castiel needs someone, anyone. Either as a friend or a partner."


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