Castiel's POV
It was such a foreign emotion. Yes, I have lost many brothers and sisters in my being, yet none was as hurtful as the loss of Sam Winchester. There was no ties of blood,however, I would shed blood for those brothers... I should have shed more. I left Dean alone unwillingly, I could sense his agony. I look up to the sky, taking a deep breath. I vow now, no matter the cost, I shall bring back, whatever the task is set in front of me, whatever the cost.
Sam's POV
James seemed to be a pretty laid back guy, very flamboyant. We sat in a McDonald's, munching on our food. I honestly still can't believe the amount of food he got me, not that I am complaining; it felt like I have not eaten in days, for all I know that could be the case. I stare at the tower of ten burgers and three large fries in front of me. " You... Are going to help me eat this, right?" I laugh nervously at the looks I was getting from the other people around us, but James did not mind at all, or maybe he just didn't see the stares...who knows.
"Nah, I'm not a big burger eater." He says to me as he goes at his pile of apple pies. " I am more of a sweets person myself... never one for savory foods." he stakes a drink of his milkshake.
" You are going to rot your teeth out at this rate,- Did you just finish all twenty of those?!" I gawk
He looked up at me slightly, looking confused at the question. "Sorry? Did you want one?"
I sigh and shake my head, slowly unwrapping a burger, mulling over today's events. " So... do you normally go strolling in the park looking for people passed out?" It was a serious question, or at least I meant it to be, yet as I said it, I could hear the sarcasm in my voice.
" Sassy, aren't we, Deano, But no, I do not." He stretched slightly and yawned " I was simply taking a walk when I found you. I am pretty sure anyone would run to someone's aid if they saw them face down in the dirt like that. Totally thought you were dead." He laughed
" I suppose. But, you did not have to treat me to dinner, or let me stay at your place."
" That is true." He shrugged " Though I just felt like it was the right thing to do. Hey, if you want a job, I own a coffee shop down the way, nothing special but— it should get you back on your feet until your memory comes back" he takes another large sip of his milkshake " I was just about to put up a 'help wanted' sign up, guess that works perfectly— saving paper one sign at a time." James smiled and looked outside, a bit of a frown on his face appeared on his face that confused me.
" I would appreciate that a lot." I frown as well "Looking for something?" I ask, as I watch him scanning outside the window. He was definitely an odd character, very fidgety.
" Ya, thought I heard something... But!" His smile returned before stretching and getting up " Was just my imagination."
Before I could comprehend what I was saying, I asked " Running away with me?"
James laughed " You don't know your past, but you know music references? He looked at mean offered his hand to help me up .
My face reddened slightly in embarrassment " Yeah... It kind of just popped up in my head, sorry."
" Nah, it's fine man." He pulls me up " Let's head home Dean-o-saur." He chuckles " I will show you the coffee shop tomorrow, k?"
Castiel's POV
I walked through the town, eyes scanning for anything as the minutes past into hours. Nothing, nothing but the millions of human souls, continuing their everyday lives. Until something made my hair stand up on end. The soul felt familiar, however- the bearer of it remained hidden from me. It was purposely hiding. I frown as I continue to walk, trying to find the origin, could it be Sam's? No, it is different, not human. My eyes narrow, scanning the area. I looked up at the building, a the spirit faded and left nothing but the constant hum of human souls. Whose ever soul it was, it was gone now.