A/N: So sorry for the long wait. I hope you enjoy this chapter.

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Dean ran as fast as his legs would carry him. When he got to the road opening, he saw Sam walking in the middle of the road about a mile o

"Sam!" he yelled running after him. Dean ran into Sam and wrapped his arms around him "Oh god Sammy," he breathed petting his brothers hair before pulling back.

"Don't you ever do that again!" he shouted. "I don't care if the fucking house is on fire. You stay near me at all times; got it!" he said whispering the curse word in case Bobby was near. Dean gave a light smile "I love you, Sammy" he said pulling him into another hug.

"I love you too, Dean" he said nuzzling closer to his brother. "Dean your cold," he said.

"Yeah I know."

"Dean?" he said pushing at his brother, "Dean!"

"Okay, okay what"

"There's a truck!" he yelled.

Dean turned and froze as the truck came closer. He turned and wrapped his arms around Sam, waiting for the impact, but then he felt like he was flying, like he was warm and safe. Dean looked up to find a man looking down at him; he was young but had stubble on his chin. His eyes were so blue, Dean felt like he was falling into them, drowning. Yet he also felt like he knew these deep blue eyes. The man carefully placed them down, and for the first time Dean noticed Sam had passed out.

"Are you alright Dean?" the man asked in a deep, calm voice.

Dean looked at him; he knew that voice, "Castiel?" he said giving a small nod. Dean clenched his fists tight. "What are you?" he asked in a firm tone as he moved in front of Sam.

"Dean, please" he said, his knees shifting in the dirt.

"No!" Dean shouted "What are you! What do you want!"

"I'm an ang..." Castiel paused and thought about what the other angel had said. She was right. He was no longer as strong as he once was, and he felt himself growing continually weaker. "I'm your guardian," he said with a sad tone.

Dean seemed to relax "Like an angel?" he asked.

Castiel smiled, "No, I'm much weaker than an angel," he said as a breeze blow by causing Dean to shiver. "But I do know one angel who is very sweet and kind," he said as he removed his trench coat.

Dean tilted his head "Who?" he asked, watching warily as Castiel wrapped the coat around him.

"Oh, let's see, what was her name again...?" he said smiling up at Dean. "Mary," he said. "That's what it was, Mary Winchester."

Dean's eyes widened, "You know my mom?" he asked.

"Yes, I do," Castiel said leaning over to Sam. "She said that she had two very beautiful sons named Dean and Sam." He press two fingers to Sam's temple, and the boy disappeared.

"Sammy!" Dean shouted.

"He is okay," Castiel reassured the boy. "He's with Bobby."

Dean looked up into those blue, blue eye's, "Can you tell me about her?" he asked.

Castiel lifted Dean into his arms. "Well…" He began as he started to walk towards Bobby's, "She is very beautiful and is always looking after the younger angels." He smiled when Dean rested his head on his shoulder. "And she's always talking about how she's worried about her son's, and how she misses them more than anything."

Dean shifted a little pulling the coat tighter around him as the wind blew harder, "Doesn't she watch over us?" he asked tiredly.

"Yes, but she says it's not the same as being down here with you and your father." Dean hummed as he fell asleep, his warm breath ghosting over Castiel's neck. Castiel looked down at the boy and smiled contentedly. "Sweet dreams Dean," he whispered.

"Hey!" he heard someone yell.

Castiel looked up and saw Bobby standing there. "Hello," he said as he approach the older man. "I found him by the side of the road." he explained looking to Dean. "He was crying about how he lost his brother, Sam"

Bobby nodded, "Yeah kid got all worried when his brother just fell asleep in one of the trucks." He laughed, reaching for the boy, "Thanks for bringing him back this way."

Castiel handed Dean to Bobby, "You don't need to thank me."

Bobby held Dean close. "Little guy's out like a light," he said. Dean's noise and cheeks were rosy from the cold. "Do you want your coat...?" Bobby looked up to find no one there, Shrugging, he spoke softly to the sleeping boy, "Come on, let's get inside before I freeze my ass off."

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Castiel paced in the motel parking lot, once again in wolf form. "You called," a voice said from behind him.

Castiel turned around to find a tan wolf a little bigger then himself. "I need you help Gabriel," he said.

Gabriel moved closer to his brother and asked, "Why, what's happened?"

Castiel looked down. "I am becoming weaker," he said, disappointment filled his voice. "I can no longer sense our own,"he looked up at his brother, "And I fear John will soon find out the truth."

Gabriel rubbed his muzzle against Castiel's to comfort him and said, "Everything will be fine. Mary has asked you to do this, therefore you are safe from harm's way." He stepped back to look into Castiel's eye's.

"Cas!" John yelled.

Castiel turned his head to where John was, then back to the now empty space where his brother had been. He sighed before turning and running up to John. "There you are," he said kneeling to scratch his head. "Come on boy we're almost home, but first I need some sleep," he said standing the open the door.

Castiel walked into the room and searched it just as John opened the door to the room. Once his search was complete he walked over to John who was sitting on the bed. John yawned as Castiel rested his head on his knee and looked up at him. John smiled, scratching behind Castiel's ear, "What?" Castiel yawned before jumping up onto the bed, "Yeah I agree" John said.

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