Chapter 2
By the time Sam and Dean pulled up to the house that Castiel had told them belonged to Harry they were exhausted. They had had to drive for almost two days to get here. Bobby had wisely stayed behind to research and help them if they needed it. They looked out at the house looming over them and were shocked. The small farmhouse looked perfectly normal. In fact if anything it looked inviting. Could Castiel have gotten the wrong house?
"Are we in the right place, Sammy?" Dean asked as he felt his stomach drop at the thought of driving more. He needed to sleep!
"Yeah, these are the coordiates that Cas gave us. I can't believe it myself. Who would have thought that an angel's house could look so...nice?" Sam said with raised eyebrows. He didn't seem tired at all. Probably all that coffee he drinks catching up with him. Sam shrugged his shoulders and got out of the car. Dean sighed and followed him and they waited at the front of the impala. Castiel had said he'd meet them there because he had something to do first. After five minutes of waiting Dean let out a sigh of frustration and snapped.
"Cas! Get your ass down here!" Dean shouted as loud as he could without alarming the angel inside. If this angel was half as powerful as Cas said he was then he really didn't want to get on it's bad side. Castiel appeared in front of them and they struggled to keep their mouths closed. Castiel looked like a completely different man! He'd had his hair cut and styled, he'd shaved and was wearing new clothes. Both brothers had to admit that he looked pretty hot.
"Wow! What's with the makeover, Cas?" Sam asked as he looked Cas up and down again.
"I like to look nice for Harry" He replied with a shrug of is shoulders. It embarrassed him to think that he was trying too hard for Harry. He wasn't trying too hard, was he?
"Whatever. Let's get a move on. The apocalypse won't wait for us to talk about what make-up would suit your complexion" Dean said with a roll of his eyes. He turned away and made his way up to the front door. He waited for the others to catch up before he knocked on the door. A moment later a couple of lights flickered on and they heard a crashing inside. A moment later the door opened and Sam and Dean struggled to contain their gasps. The man that stood in front of them was gorgeous. He was small with his hair hung loosely down his back in midnight black ringlets, his eyes were brighter than any emerald either of them had ever seen and his tanned skin was stretched taut over his lightly muscled body and lithe limbs.
"Cas?" Harry said in a melodious voice.
"H-Hi Harry, do you mind if we come in?" Cas asked. Both Winchesters were stunned that they'd heard him stutter. The angel that didn't show emotions had stuttered! The angel that was always calm and in control had stuttered! They both did a double take as they saw he was wringing his hands! Who was this man?
"Not at all. Can i get you anything?" Harry said leading them to a comfortable looking living room. He didn't seem to mind that he was only wearing a pair of boxers and seemed very relaxed. Both Winchester had to keep their eyes from roaming.
"We'll be fine thanks Harry but please feel free to carry on with what you were doing" Castiel said with a smile as he sat next to Harry. Sam and Dean were shocked to notice that not only did Castiel seem genuinely happy but he was also leaning towards Harry.
"That's ok, I was just getting in bed" he replied with a fond smile. His smile dissappeared and a smal confused frown appeared on his face. He still looked adorable. "Not to sound unhappy but why are you here Cas?"
"We were hoping to ask for your help. I'm sure you already know that Lucifer is free and is in his vessel. We have been trying to prevent him bringing about the apocalypse but our last attempt to kill him was unsuccessful." Cas explained. Harry could tell it was a very brief version of events but it was all he needed to know except one thing.
"How did you try to kill him?" He asked the brothers. He knew that Cas would have no part in trying to kill his brother, no matter the crime.
"We tried using the Colt" Sam answered almost immediately.
"Well i can see why that failed. Only an angel can kill an angel and i doubt very much that you've found an angel willing to kill their brother." Harry said said with a shrug of his shoulders.
"Will you help us Harry?" Cas asked as he gave his best impression of Sam's puppy face.
"I'll think about it, ok? But now I really need sleep. I just finished hunting a wendigo and i'm exhausted. Feel free to pick a couple of rooms for yourself, I'm sure you're journey was as exhausting as hunting a wendigo" He added with a wink when he saw the brothers about to get up and leave. He left the room with a shouted "Night Cas"
"Night Harry" Cas replied under his breath. As soon as Harry was out of the room both Wincheters whirled round and stared at Cas. It started to get unnerving after five minutes without blinking, was that supposed to be possible? "What?"
"First of all...wow! He's beautiful! I've never called a man beautiful before" Dean said. Both brothers were muttering to each other about how beautiful Harry was and missed the low growl that was currently being made in the back of Cas's throat. After a few minutes of talking they started to notice a loud growling coming from the man beside them. They turned slowly and saw the scariest sight they had ever seen. Cas was glaring at them. Cas! Glaring! They both felt shivers travel down their spines.
"Dude, what's your problem?" Sam asked as he slowly lifted his hands in a sign of surrender.
"Don't talk about him that way" Cas growled back.
"Why not? You got a crush on him?" Dean shot at him with a cocky smirk on his face. Cas's anger immediately melted away.
"Because he's mine. He's my soul mate" Cas admitted with a wistful look on his face.
A/N: I just want to thank everyone for their reviews and support of the story in general. I'm really glad you're enjoying the story and hope that i can keep up the good work. Feel free to leave comments about this chapter :)
