Okay, here is chapter two of this. I honestly don't think it's that great, but if you wonderful readers like it, then please do let me know! If I get enough people who want me to continue it, then the next chapter would bring in the text messages. Enjoy!

Some time had passed by. Castiel only used his cell phone when he absolutely needed. Since Cas was on his quest to find God, he rarely used it. The search for God was going, well, not ever good.

"I could see if the Winchesters could help." he thought. He knew they probably wouldn't know much but they always, one way or another, managed to help the angel out. Plus, Cas did miss the green-eyed, adorable, strong, amazing (okay, getting off track here) hunter, but he would never tell him... not yet anyways.

The angel started to pull his phone out to call Dean when he heard a voice.

"Castiel? It's me. You don't have to fly here, just listen, please. I'm quitting hunting for a while, and I'm on my own, sp please, keep an eye on Dean for me. Keep him safe."

Castiel knew Sam and Dean had been on rocky grounds since Sam had left Dean for the demon. He didn't expect them to go separate ways.

"Dean will be upset I presume." Cas thought. He looked at his phone and called Dean.

The hunter sounded tired, but didn't sounds upset or angry. Just tired. The angel knew Dean was trying to come up with a plan to kill the Devil, and Cas had a plan that was so crazy he knew Dean would agree to it. Dean started to say something to Cas, but as unlucky timing would have, a loud charter bus drove right past the angel who stood at the side of the road at night.

"What?! I..." the bus passed and it was quiet again. "... I didn't get that."

"Haha! You know, it's kinda funny, talking to a messenger of God. It's like watching a hells angel ride a moped." the hunter said with a couple of chuckles.

Though, he was happy to have made the hunter smile, he was still alarmed by the voice from the phone again.

"This isn't funny, Dean! The voice says I'm almost out of minutes!"

"Okay, okay. So what's the plan?" asked the hunter.

"Where are you now?"

Dean reached for the key to the motel room he was staying at.

"Kansas City. Century Motel, room 113."

"I'll be there immediately." Cas said. As he started to put the phone away he heard Dean's voice though the other line.

"No, no! I just drove like, 16 hours straight. I'm human! I have things I have to do." the hunter stated with an annoyed tone.

"What things?" the angel asked slightly irritated. He had wondered if Dean was trying to avoid him for a split second.

"Eat, for example. In this case sleep. I just need my four hours, okay?" the hunter explained.

"I understand."

"Okay, then you can pop in tomorrow morning." Dean said as the overly tired hunter immediately closed the conversation.

"Yes. I'll just..." Cas heard the other line go silent and he realized Dean had hung up. "... Wait right here then." Then Cas stood in the spot until morning.

Cas had rescued Dean from Zachariah and Dean wanted to repay him. Of course repay him was just take him along for drinks. The two sat at the bar and were working on their second beer.

"Dean, are you feeling ill?" asked Cas. Dean looked at him confused.

"I feel fine, why?"

"I've always noticed when you go to bars, you are flirtatious with girls." he said carefully as thought trying to properly pick his words.

"Yeah, I did. To be honestly though, I don't see any girls here that are interesting to me."

"You have an interest on another person?"

"Kinda, yeah."

There was a moment of silence till Cas' phone beeped.

"What was that?" Cas curiously asked oblivious that it was his phone. Dean gave a small chuckle and pointed to the pocket the angel's phone was in. Cas pulled it out and looked at it for a few minutes.

"Dean. I have an envelope on my phone." he finally said.

"A what?"

"An envelope."

"You mean a text message?"

"A what?"

Dean took the phone and opened the text.

"Who's Ashley?" Dean asked with a seemingly forced smile.

"I don't know."

"Hey, I helped you with your phone. remember me? You are just too adorable!" Dean read as he started to chuckle.

Cas completely ignored what Dean was reading and still looked confused.

"Dean, what is a text message?"

"It's like talking over the phone, but typing instead... like little electronic letters. Much easier when you're trying to be quiet." Dean stated.

"Will... will you teach me how?" Castiel finally asked. Dean smiled to him.

"Oh, Cas... You're like a teenage girl." Dean joked. Cas tilted his head but thought it best not to ask for an explanation.

"How cute!" Dean thought when the angel did the action. The two of them went on for hours practicing how to text.

Oh man, if I could, I'd change the genre from Humor to Attempted Humor. Like I said, it's not very good. I had a major writers block and yeah. I have another chapter typed out and ready to post if anyone is interested in seeing it. It's mostly about Castiel's intro to the world of texting. Please let me know what you guys think and if anyone wants me to continue the story! And if I do continue, I promise I'll make the chapters better! :)