Inner monolog in this chapter by Dean
Songs used so far: "I can't give you anything but love" And "Sunday kind of love"
Song used within this chapter: "Sunday kind of love", highly suggest you listen to this song (preferably by the Jersey Boys Movie soundtrack) when you read the lyrics being sung.
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Chapter 3, Jailbirds
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Castiel had just asked the girl out for a ride and they were now exiting the club, this only being within an hour or so after his performance. The girl was willingly charmed by him and explained that the man she was with really wasn't all that worth it. Cas took it as well as he could, but he was extremely nervous as he led her out.
"So where do you want to go?" Cas asks the girl as they exit the club and head to Dean's Plymouth.
The girl smiles "I am happy wherever you are going. Where do you want to go?"
"Mexico?" He says with a small smile. But that was when his plans were rudely interrupted by a familiar cop and a couple of well dressed detectives, hanging beside the vehicle. He stops immediately in his tracks like a deer caught in headlights.
"Cassie" the familiar officer says in a greeting.
"Hey, Officer Mike." Castiel greets as he attempts at gaining some of himself back from his nervousness.
"Detectives would like a word with you" Officer Mike says with a nod in their direction.
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A firm hit to the back of the head with a book and Cas groans in annoyance.
"Jog your memory?" The first detective asks with annoyance.
"Cassie, what are you doing? You're under age, you are hanging around the jewelry store and giving the cops a fake excuse of wooing a girl." Says the second detective, the one who is interviewing Cas.
Cas glared at him "I don't know what you're talking ab-" he start but is interrupted with another hit to the back of the head with a book. The first detective continues "Dean and Sam already gave you up."
"Yeah, well bull shit." Cas argues. There was no way they could have given him up. They were his friends. He couldn't help but remember his mother's words right about now, telling him "some friends they are"
"Alright, take it your way. Cmon" the detective says as he grabs Cas by the arm and pulls him out of the room they were interviewing in.
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The group now stood before a judge, the events of the previous night having led them here. The judge addresses Castiel "And how old are you, Castiel?" He asks as he looks at the young man. Cas swallows as he returns the question "16, your honor"
Dean speaks up and addresses the judge "Please, the kid didn't have any idea what he was doing. I was conning him into it."
The judge examines the extremely nervous, frightened and confused look upon Castiel's face before making his decision "Consider this a warning, Castiel. I suggest you get yourself some better friends. Next time I see you in my courtroom, I won't be so kind. You'll end up caged. Now get out of here." The judge declares as he writes down his decision and Cas nods at the judge before turning to leave, glaring at Dean through the corner of his eye.
"Buddy, sing good, huh?" Dean mutters as Cas passes by. Cas brushes it off and continues to where his parents were seated, who then got up and began to leave with him. His mother was extremely ticked off though. Them getting caught drunk wasn't the worst of her worries.
She finally couldn't help but speak up as she glared back at Dean "You're the Devil, you know that Dean?" she says in annoyance.
Dean looked hurt and tried to get something to apologize, but nothing left his mouth.
"Just stay away from my boy, Dean. You got that? Stay away from my son." She warns and starts to leave as her husband mutters angrily a different language at Dean. The family exits the courtroom, leaving Dean to be the last one judged.
"As for you… Let's see, Dean Winchester, breaking and entering, possession of stolen property, possession of stolen property, breaking and entering, forging an official document, breaking and entering, illegal gaming. It's quite a resume." The judge says as he goes down the long list of Dean's previous criminal history.
"Thank you, your honor" Dean says with a small smirk and almost a bow of the head. The judge cant help but smile a little and he goes back to writing his decision on the outcome of this court hearing "So the kid's a singer?" He asks after a moment.
"He's a good singer" Dean declares and the judge looks up from what he is doing to watch him. "And he is getting better every day." Dean finishes.
"Well then he ought to be great by the time you get out." The judge states as his final decision "Six months."
And with that, the judge's hammer hits the wooden desk to finalize said decision.
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Now outside the prison that Dean was to be admitted into, Sam was dropping him off.
"Teach Cas, and watch him. If anything happens to Cassie you got a problem with me" Dean says as he tosses Sam the keys to his Plymouth.
Sam nods in agreement as he watches Dean go before looking at the keys. Maybe Dean's absence won't be so bad after all.
So it's back to the correctional facility. They got a revolving door on this place. Someone from the neighborhood is always inside.
Dean approaches the officer who was taking him in and greets him as if they were old friends "Hey, man, you got a promotion?" he asked the officer as they went into the facility.
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Sam was working on the lock and chain that held the two steeple doors together to keep out any unwanted visitors to the Church. It's a shame that he knew how to open practically anything that stood between him and what he wanted, but this was for his training. And Cas knew that the acoustics inside the Church were the best they could ever train for. He was ready.
"Sammy, what are we doing here? I thought we were going to the movies" a girl, of which Sam had taken along, whines. Cas really wished she didn't come.
"Easy, it will only be a couple minutes. Relax, will you?" Sam eased to her as they made their way down the rows and isles towards the front organ.
She throws a fit "But I wanted to see that movie so bad!"
"Seriously, relax! Read the Bible, learn something." Sam says to the girl before turning to Cas "Cmon, Cassie" He says as they get to the organ. "Okay, do you remember the words?" Sam asked Cas and Cas nodded "Yeah." "Okay. Remember, don't push, bring a little more from your diaphragm." Sam instructed before he played the first starting chord, testing out the organ and its lovely sound echoing through the church. Sam wasn't the best pianist out there, but he knew enough to get chords down right. He then looks to Cas to watch when he was ready.
The three stood there, the girl and Cas having their flashlights pointed at the keyboard so Sam could see the notes. The chord was still ringing through the Church when Castiel finally caught his voice.
"I want a…" He starts as he holds it out, looking around in awe at how the Church took the acoustics. The notes held in the air and wafted around through the airy, open corridors of the Church. It rang out and echoed until it returned to their source. It was only then Castiel continued.
"… Sunday kind of love."
A love to last past Saturday Night
And I'd like to know it's more than love at first sight
And I want a Sunday kind of love, oooooh"
By now, Sam had begun to strike the lower chords with his own voice, continuing to introduce the new chords within the song as the organ's music filled the air and entangled with Castiel's angelic voice. Even the girl that was with Sam was enraptured by the song and began to sing in time with them.
"I do m Sunday dreaming,
And all my Sunday scheming
Every minute, every hour, every day"
The trio of just Sam, Cas and the girl filled the air of the church, the chords looming through their entire power and reaching every available space of the church.
"I'm hoping to discover
A certain kind of lover
Who will show me the way"
Their hearts were captured into their song, and they were so focused on that particular sound, they didn't hear a door crack open from a officer and a nun coming into the long corridor of the Church.
"See? There" The nun said pointedly to the officer as she walks down the aisle. By now Cas, Sam and the girl had stopped and turned to look at the approaching nun and officer. "I told you it wasn't some vision" she warned the officer.
"Cassie" the officer nods to Castiel before turning to Sam "What are you, breaking into a Church? You're on parole for Christ's sake."
The nun gave the officer a pointed glare before looking away.
"Cmon, give me your hands" The officer says as he cuffs up Sam.
"Well I guess this means goodnight, Sammy. At least I know where your hands are going to be" the girl remarks, rolling her eyes.
The officer starts to lead Sam out and Cas interrupts them "Hey, if you take him, you have to take me too" He argues.
The officer smiles "Hey, aren't you supposed to be home by 11?"
"It's alright Cassie, just remember to practice. Work on that B flat, Cassie, and that chest voice. And do your exercises!" Sam encourages Cas as he is led out of the Church by the officer
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And just as Sam is being brought into the correctional facility, Dean is being brought out. As they pass each other they give smiles and their own ways of greeting each other before continuing their separate ways.
So as I'm getting out, Sam is going in. The trio between me, Cas and Sam is now a single. And it doesn't take a genius to figure out there's no future for me as a singer. So I make an executive decision: I put Cassie in the band.
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Dean and Cas stood on the stage, both with a mic before them and Dean with his guitar. It was a celebratory get together at the usual bar club Dean played out, with a banner behind the stage welcoming Dean back home. Dean took the lower notes while Cas held his height to his voice. They were both part of the band now. And something miraculous happened as they sang together.
"My arms need someone, someone to enfold
To keep me warm when Mondays and Tuesdays grow cold
Love for all my life to have and to hold"
Cas had eyed a lovely lady in the back being pestered by the guy beside her. She just wanted to get lost in the words Cas was singing without being interrupted. But the man saw the way she was watching. He persistently tried to get her away.
Cas and Dean interrupt their singing quietly to talk amongst each other, away from the mics with no one hearing. The band continued on as if it was scripted. Cas looks to Dean and says "That man, look at him, acting so tough around that girl, my girl" he says and Dean brushes it off "She isn't your girl" Dean replies as he looks at Cas "She will be, as soon as we meet" "That is Meg, she'll eat you alive soon as look at you." "Cmon, Dean, I like her"
"Oh, and I want a Sunday kind of love"
They conclude their number as they take the applaud they receive from the crowd. Cas couldn't take his eyes off the girl in the back who was clapping for him. He then looked at the man again who was staring down at her intently. He could have been three times the size of Cas alone, but Cas didn't care. She didn't deserve the way he had been treating her.
"Thank you very much for coming out tonight, you've been a great crowd. Have a wonderful night" Dean says into the mic to the crowd before him and Cas leave the stage.
"Cmon, Dean, just this once" Cas says to Dean and Dean sighs. He really didn't want to do this. As much as he wanted the guy happy, he wanted to look out for his friend. This girl, she was a force of nature. Something not to be messed with. But Dean knew Cas was well too lost to understand that. Maybe just the fact Cas was so young proved he just didn't understand or didn't have the capability to understand. But Dean humored his friend. Cas had to learn one way or another. And so Dean took charge.
"Can you get rid of that guy with the red tie?" Dean asks a bouncer for the club as he nods to the back at the tall man who was annoying Meg. 'Cas' girl' Dean thought as he internally rolled his eyes at the thought. Cas wasn't allowed to have a girl. He would forever be too young, so Dean had thought. He had proven to feel a little protective over Cas but he would have never admitted it.
The bouncer nods and gets rid of the man. Cas watches all of this and smiles when he sees the girl left alone.
Dean and Cas head over to Meg "Hey Meg" Dean greets with a false smile and Meg smiles back "Hey, Dean-o, pretty subtle" she says as she nods to the direction the bouncer took the other man out.
"And I even have a better eye" Dean says with a wink before looking to Cas "Meg, this is Castiel, Cas, this is Meg" He says as he introduces the two.
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A/N: So yeah. Meg. I know. I don't particularly like that ship at all, but this is an AU. I have already picked the parts of these characters to play and this is just how the puzzle seems to fit in with the plot. But don't worry. You've now had a glimpse of how Dean feels about all of this. Next Chapter will pick up where this one was left off! So what do you think so far? Feel free to give me any ideas or suggestions!