Baby Brother Rebels

*Chapter 2*

Nathaniel sucked in a deep breath before pounding on the Rebels' door. Paiently he waited. And waited. And waited. And waited. His paience was wearing thin. Nathaniel was about to knock once more when the door flung open.

"Rebels! It's impolite to..." Nathaniel`s sentence trailed off as the sight before him startled him. Castiel Rebels stood before him. Oh yes! It WAS him. But he was different. He looked like thirteen again. Everything about him screamed thirteen years old Castiel. He was 5 foot 1 aprominately. His hairstyle was that of before. Loose and straight. About midway down his back. He wore a beaten up red windbreaker and ripped skinny jeans.

"Hey!" Nathaniel looked down at the younger teen. He was slightly annoyed and was tapping his foot lightly on the ground. "Do you need something ... umm ... McNeil?" Nathaniel cleared his throat. Castiel Rebels sure was enticing as a thirteen years old. "Castiel Rebels! We have to talk about you being absent for three days. May I come in?" Thirteen years old Castiel blinked. He beckoned for Nathaniel to follow.

Slowly, Nathaniel closed the door behind them. He followed the suddenly younger teen towards the dining room. Thirteen Castiel motioned for Nathaniel to sit. "BROTHER! YOU HAVE A GUEST" Nathaniel glanced up at thirteen Castiel. Brother? Thirteen Castiel sat beside Nathaniel.

They waited in silence. It was somewhat awkward to Nathaniel. He had to use all his will power NOT to kiss him. Suddenly, regular 17 years old Castiel walked into the room. His tired expression darkened when he spied a confused Nathaniel. "Are you dumb? That's my brother!"