sorry these chapters are short, i'm not use to writing children, don't worry i'll try and make them longer!
The next day the little green eyed boy comes in again with is little brother in his arms, and again Mrs. Novak lays him in a crib.
Dean's eye lids begin to drift close and he fights to stay awake, but sure enough he's sound asleep in no time. A few minutes after he closes his eyes, the same little boy, Castiel, comes wandering in the living room carrying a book half his size. He sits down next to the wall opposite Dean and cracks open his book. The inside cover has dozens of scribbles all over it, mostly in weird languages, but Castiel just flips through for the pictures.
Castiel looks up at the boy across the room, other little kids are showing up, their parents just now dropping them off. Castiel wants to yell at them that there are people sleeping, but his shyness gets the better of him and he looks back down at him book.
It's open to a page with a picture of a hairy man and he doesn't understand why he's so hairy. He flips over to the next page, to something familiar. It's a drawing of an angel, not the white fluffy guys with halos and harps. No this angel looks fierce. Like a warrior.
Castiel flips back over to the page with the hairy man, the title of the drawing says werewolf, and he's never heard of it.
"That's kind of close to what they actually look like.
Castiel looks up and see's the green eyes boy standing over him. "There are no such things as monsters."
The little boy smirks and sits down next to Castiel. He takes the book from his hands and flips through pages, "Well my dad says there are, except he gets rid of them. He's a hero. What's your name?"
"Castiel."
Dean wrinkles his nose and looks up at the other boy, "That's a weird name."
"I'm named after an angel." Castiel looked over at his book resting in the other boy's lap, it was open to his favorite page, the warrior. "Angels are good."
"My mother use to say that angels were watching over me." Dean said mostly to himself, he closed the book and handed it to Castiel, "But I don't believe in them anymore."
"Why doesn't your mom watch you during the day?"
Dean looked over that the crib across the room, he ignored Castiel, and his questions about his mom