I know last chapter wasn't that great, but I hope this one makes up for it! :)
After Cas finished explaining that he got his grace and wings taken away, Dean sat in his chair, looking wide eyed at his beer bottle. This was a lot for him to take in all at once. It was all so crazy, but Dean still believed Castiel. He tried to tell himself over and over again that this guy was insane, but Dean wasn't convincing himself. Cas sensed Dean's hesitation. "I also know of your brother's abilities."
A crash sounded through the apartment. Dean had dropped his beer on the floor and was staring at Castiel. "What? How the hell do you know that?" In an instant, Dean was across the room and shoving Cas against the wall. "Answer me! How do you know that?" Dean was pissed and terrified at the same time. He and Sammy never told a soul about his "powers", not even their father, but it's not like their dad was around that much anyway. Especially now since he was dead.
Dean brought his focus back to Cas, who stared at Dean evenly. "Almost every angel in Heaven knows about your brother. His predicament is quite interesting." Dean slammed Cas against the wall again. "Don't talk about Sammy like he is some experiment." Sam had always had visions, as if he was a psychic. They chose never to tell anyone to keep Sammy safe. Dean didn't want his little brother to be locked up in a mental hospital. But ever since he left from here in Chicago to go to Stanford, he says the visions have been getting better. He says he doesn't get them as often anymore, and ever since he met his girlfriend, Ruby, He has been living a quite normal life. He let go of Cas and walked over to the broken beer bottle and started cleaning up. He heard a flutter that sounded like wings, and turned around to see what it was.
Dean started and fell onto his butt. Another man stood in the room with them. Dean looked at the door, but it was still locked and bolted like it was earlier. He looked back at the new man, who was looking at Castiel with a worried expression. "Brother, I'm so sorry. I tried to convince them it wasn't you. You would never do something like that. But they just wouldn't listen. Are you ok? Has anyone else come to see you?" The man spoke quickly and nervously, looking around guiltily, as if he was scared someone was going to catch him.
Castiel smiled slightly, a smile so small that Dean thought he imagined it at first. "Hello Gabriel. Yes, I am quite alright. This man has helped me since I ended up here." He gestured to Dean, and Gabriel turned around, as if finally noticing Dean was here. His eyes went wide. "Is that… Is that Dean Winchester?" Dean wasn't really surprised to know that this angel knew his name. "Yeah, I'm Dean."
Dean couldn't decipher Gabriel's expression. Gabriel turned back to Cas and put his hand on Castiel's shoulder. "I promise you, Brother, I will do my hardest to get you back in Heaven. But now, I must go. Be safe, Castiel." He squeezed Cas' shoulder and after nodding at Dean, he disappeared with a flutter of wings. Dean stayed in his place on the floor a few more moments before getting up to throw away the pieces of the bottle. His stomach grumbled and he remembered that he hadn't eaten since noon the day before.
He opened the refrigerator and looked at the almost empty shelves. Looks like its peanut butter and jelly for dinner. He got the bread and two plates out of the cupboard. He looked over to Cas, who had been watching Dean silently. "You hungry?" Castiel shook his head and said, "I don't eat." Right after the words left his mouth, his stomach groaned. He looked down at it curiously. Dean chuckled at waved Cas over to stand by him. "Now that you're a human, you need to learn how humans work. We eat, sleep, use the bathroom, and so on. So don't let yourself stave or anything." Cas nodded slightly and watched as Dean made two PB&J sandwiches. He handed Cas a plate and walked over to the couch, plopping down and turning on the TV. Cas followed and sat the very edge of the couch, staring down at the sandwich, as if unsure what to do with it. Dean laughed again. This human training could be fun. "You need to pick it up and eat it." He demonstrated by picking up his sandwich and taking a big bite out of the corner. Cas watched carefully and copied exactly what Dean did. Dean slapped him of the back and smiled. They sat in silence, eating their sandwiches and watching the news. After both of them were done, Dean took the plates to the kitchen and put them in the sink. He reached behind him to get a drying cloth; he hit Cas on accident and jumped. "Sorry man didn't see you there." Dean trailed off and got an idea. "Wanna wash the dishes?" Cas tilted his head to the side in curiosity but nodded yes. Dean moved over so Cas could stand in front of the sink. "Turn on the water and put soap on the dish. Use the sponge to scrub and then dry it with this towel." He placed the towel next to the sink. Dean picked up one of the plates and demonstrated again since Cas seemed confused. Cas once again did the same thing as Dean. Dean smiled. He could get used to having a buddy in the apartment.
Dean gave a big yawn and rubbed his eyes. He went to go get a blanket and pillow for Cas. Castiel would have to sleep on the couch since it didn't pull out into a bed. Dean returned with one of the extra pillows from his bed and a quilt he found in his closet. He put the pillow on the couch and laid the quilt down by the pillow. He looked at Cas who had been silently standing in the kitchen the entire time. He realized that he shouldn't let the guy sleep in that suit and coat of his. He ran back to his room and pulled out a pair of sleep pants and a t-shirt. He went out to the living room and found Cas standing by the couch.
"Here are some pajamas. The bathroom is down the hall and on the right, if you need it. There are extra tooth brushes underneath the sink and toothpaste is in the cabinet. This is gonna be your bed. You can watch TV if you want. I'm gonna head to bed because Sam and his girlfriend are coming in for lunch tomorrow. See ya in the morning, Castiel." He waved at Cas and started for his bedroom.
After he changed into pajamas and brushed his teeth, he collapsed in bed and thought about everything that had happened that night. Never in his life would he have thought that he would have a fallen angel staying in his apartment. He was having trouble wrapping his mind around that almost every angel in heaven knew about him and his brother. Were they special or something? Cas seemed to be holding something back when they were talking about it earlier. And Gabriel gave him that weird look too. Dean couldn't put his finger on it. Slowly, Dean let all of those thoughts leave his mind, and soon enough, he was snoring away.
