Young Turks (inspired by the song itself)
Young hearts be free tonight
Time is on your side~ Rod Stewart
Dean left his home with a dollar in his pocket and a head full of dreams; he said, "somehow, some way, it's gotta get better than this."
Castiel packed his bags, left a note for his father, he was just seventeen. There were tears in his eyes when he kissed his little sister, Anna, goodbye. They held each other tight as they drove on through the night; they were so excited.
"Dean," he murmured as the music played quietly in the background. "Do you think this is right? We'll we be alright?" the older boy turned to Castiel with an assuring smile.
"We got just one shot of life, let's take it while we're still not afraid because life is so brief and time is a thief when you're undecided." he chuckled fixing his eyes back on the road, "And like a fistful of sand, it can slip right through your hands."
"They will never accept it or approve of us. My father, he disowned me." he looked down at his hands on his lap.
"Hey," Dean glanced at Castiel, "They don't matter, okay? We're together and we'll be fine. We can make it." he pat Castiel's knee with a smile, the younger boy returned it feeling safe and confident.
The windows rolled down, the cool air entering as it blew past their faces, the engine roaring, their young hearts beating free as the time passed and they became closer to their destination.
"Father never had confidence in me. He said it wasn't possible to enter the college I want to go to, he wanted me to be a pastor like him." Castiel sighed as he rested his head against the seat.
"Don't let him put you down, you can't let him push you around."
"He said being in love with you is a sin and I will be punished by God." Castiel frowned as he stared out the window, Dean swallowed bitterly yet smiled.
"What do YOU think, Cas?" the younger boy fixed his eyes on Dean.
"I don't care, Dean. If loving you is a sin, let it be... I don't want to live without you." he whispered. His heart ached from the gentle smile that formed on Dean's lips."Don't let 'em ever change your point of view, Cas." he reached for Castiel's hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.
Paradise was closed so they headed for the coast in a blissful manner. They took a two room apartment that was jumping every night of the week; Happiness was found in each other's arms as expected. Dean pierced his ears, drove the Impala like a lunatic.
He wrote a letter back home to Castiel's parents trying to explain; He said, "We're both real sorry that it had to turn out this way but there ain't no point in talking when there's nobody listening so we just ran away." Reverend Novak ripped the letter to pieces and watched the paper turn to ashes in the fire.
Castiel was accepted into one of the best colleges in the state. Dean found a part time job as a mechanic and attended a community college ,got a degree in automotive mechanics and opened his own shop. Castiel never spoke with his father again, throughout the years, he had seen Anna once from the distance as she stood waiting for the school bus. He'd lost his family but gained a new one; the Winchesters. John forgave Dean for running away, Mary welcomed them with open arms and a homemade meal.
"He's my brother, Dean." Sam would say with a smile on his face proudly.
He had tears in his eyes as he kissed Dean one more time. They held each other tight as they drove through the night. The Impala's engine roared along the wild beating of their hearts, excited to start again, a married life.