A/N: Sorry it took so long just a quick warning there is a hint of Castiel/Crowley.

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"Alright Lucy, it looks like our time is up."

"Okay t-thank y-you Dr. E-Eli," Lucy smiled hopping down for the couch. Eli led her to the door.

Castiel stood when he saw his daughter. "Hi honey," he said taking his daughters hand.

"Um…Mr. Novak may I speak with you for a moment, in private," Dr. Eli asked.

"Yeah, sure," Castiel smiled looking down at Lucy. "Wait here, okay," he said before following Dr. Eli into her office.

"Please Castiel, have a seat," she said. "I need to ask you some questions about Dean's relationship with Lucy."

"They don't have any relationship," Castiel frowned and stated firmly, "He doesn't go near her."

Eli sighed and took her glasses off, "I understand," she said, "but I mean before you left him, did he do anything with her? Hobbies, maybe?"

Castiel braced his elbows on his knees "When Dean was…sober he used to take her on car rides. Y'know to the park or something. They would listen to the radio, and Dean would sing to her." Castiel smiled, "he always used to sing to her."

Eli nodded, "Well Castiel, after being Lucy's therapist for these five years, I think I know why she has problems speaking." Castiel's eyes lit up as she continued, "She knows she used to have a family…two parents, whether it was boy-girl or boy-boy she remembers…a whole family," she explained. "And when it shattered she felt there was no need for her words because it couldn't change anything, ring any bells?"

Castiel sighed and closed his eyes, "Stop was the last thing she said before Dean hit her."

"Yes," she said. "Now this could be why shattering glass seems to trigger her break down. To Lucy, it's a metaphor for her broken family. Even with the loss of that family and the damage caused, one truly good thing she remembers is Dean singing to her. I believe this is why she sings so beautifully…without stuttering."

At this Castiel seemed to be lost in thought and started when Eli spoke again, "I think it may be time for you to let your new partner move in. You have told me, more than once, that you want him to."

"But what if she's not ready?" Castiel asked.

"No one is completely ready for anything," she said "We merely prepared for what's to come as best as we can."

Castiel nodded and stood, "Okay, thank you Dr. Eli."

"There is no need to thank me Castiel," she said shaking his hand.

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Lucy sighed before opening the door to the museum; she walked up to the front desk rubbing her hands together.

"May I help you?" the woman asked.

"Is D-Dean W-Winchester h-here?" Lucy asked.

"Um…Yeah, let me get him, wait here," she said before walking to find Dean. "Dean!" she said rushing over to him.

He was standing talking to Chuck when he heard his name "Jo?"

"Dean um, didn't you say your daughter had a stuttering problem?"

"Yes, why?" he asked giving her a weird look.

Jo said, "Um, well you see…there's a girl here."

"Yeah we get kids here a lot," he joked.

"Yeah well, she's looking for you, and she has a stutter," she said.

Dean's eyes widened and his face went pale, "I'm gonna be sick," he said leaning against the wall. "Why? How did she get here?" he asked.

"Didn't say, she just asked to see you," Jo replied.

Dean looked at Chuck. "Go," Chuck said, "take the rest of the day off."

Dean nodded "Thanks," he said before rushing over to the front desk.

"D-Dean!" Lucy yelled running over to him.

"What are you doing here?" he asked kneeling down.

"I m-missed y-you," she said.

Dean smiled brushing her hair behind her ear, "Your face is red. Did you walk all the way here?" he asked. She nodded and Dean shook his head, "It's freezing outside; where is your coat?"

Lucy looked down; Dean's heart started to race. "Does you father know your here?" he asked. Lucy shook her head. "Damn it!" he cursed and she flinched. "No honey, it's okay," he said before standing and grabbing his leather jacket. He wrapped it around her and picked her up, walking out of the museum and to his car.

He opened the door to the back seat, "Stay here," he said before closing the door.

She watched him call someone, and comb a hand through his hair in frustration. She could hear him yelling at the other person before he slammed the phone shut and leaned against the car. A few minutes later she saw her dad's car and watched as he got out of the car. Then the fighting began.

"Where is my daughter?" Castiel asked firmly.

"In the car where it's warm," he said. "Why weren't you watching her?" he asked

"I was!" he shouted, "I turned my back for a minute and she disappeared."

"She was outside without a jacket!" Dean shouted back. "What if she gets sick? Or got hit by a car, Castiel?"

"What gives you the right to judge my parenting skills!" Castiel shouted taking a step forward.

"Because they're shit!" Dean shouted taking a step forward.

They were in each others personal space, Dean glaring down at Castiel.

"You let her outside when it below fucking freezing, Castiel!" Dean shouted pointing back to his car. "She didn't have a jack or even a long sleeve shirt on! This is you definition of good parenting?"

"How dare you? You don't understand! You aren't a single parent!"

"I don't understand?" Dean shouted. He didn't even feel the cold because his blood was boiling. "Before my parents retired I practically raised Sammy on my own. I had a job at thirteen thanks to Bobby, and I had to deal with you and your fucking family issues!" Dean's voice broke at the end as tear streamed down his cheeks. "I helped you through your rough times; I saved you from your dad kicking the shit out of you more times then I can count! And you wonder why I started drinking?"

Dean was using all his strength to keep himself from punching Castiel in the face. But Dean didn't have to, because Castiel's fist connected with his jaw, and Dean fell back against the Impala. The back of Dean's head caught the top of the car, and he blacked out for a moment sliding down until he was sitting on the ground.

Lucy couldn't take it anymore; she opened the door on the opposite side of where Dean was sitting. She ran around the car and into Dean's arms, the leather jacket falling to the ground as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She sniffled a little and nuzzled against his neck "I s-s-sorry I-I … d-didn't w-w-w-want y-you to g-get hurt," she cried as she shivered.

Dean placed a hand on her back and looked up at Castiel, "Shhh. I'm fine," he said grabbing the jacket and placing it over her shoulders. Dean stood up slowly, his head pounding with pain. "I'm fine," he said again before passing her to Castiel who looked shocked.

Castiel held Lucy close, "Dean I..."

"B-b-blood," Lucy stuttered turning in her father's arms to show her hands. They were covered in a crimson red, "D-daddy!" she whined.

Dean slowly touch the back of his head, before looking at his hand that now how ruby colored finger tips, "Look at that," he said feeling light headed and leaning against the car.

"Dean, careful," Castiel said putting a hand on his chest. He put Lucy down, "Honey go open the car door," he said and watched her run off.

"Cas, m' fine" Dean slurred.

Castiel took one of Dean's arms and put it over his shoulders. "No, your not. Come on." he said leading Dean to his car. Lucy had opened the passenger side for him like he'd asked. He got Dean buckled into the car and helped Lucy into her booster seat, "Alright Lucy let's get you buckled in."

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Dean winced as Castiel lightly pressed the back of his head, "Sorry," he said.

"S' fine" Dean said.

Castiel knelt down in front of Dean with his pen light, "Look at me and not the light," he said as he checked Dean's pupils. Dean's breath was soft as it ghosted across Castiel's face, he put the pen light down. "How's your head feel."

"I think I can feel my brain throbbing," he said.

Castiel gave a small smile. "Wait here," he said as he stood and walked away.

Dean sighed and cradled his pounding head in his hands closing his eyes. Why was he here? He shouldn't be, not after what he did to Castiel, what he did to Lucy.

Dean was startled awake by a cold pressure on the back of his head, and he flinched forward with a gasp. Castiel chuckle before Dean met his eyes. They were close, and they breathed each others air. Castiel gazed into Dean's eyes and saw the teenager he fell in love with all those years ago. Castiel slowly lean forward, and they were so close to a kiss.

"Cassie, darling," a heavy accent filled the air and Castiel jumped back. "My key doesn't work very well," the man said entering the room.

Castiel closed the first aid kit before standing and walking over to the man in a black suit. "We'll get you a different one then," Castiel said before kissing the man's lips.

"We don't have to; I was merely mentioning it to you," he said with a light smile.

Castiel smiled back and said, "Crowley this is Dean; Dean, Crowley"

Dean stood up, and the light headed dizziness almost made him fall back down. When his vision cleared, he walked over to the couple to shake Crowley's hand.

Castiel's heart pounded in his chest. He wasn't sure why, but he had a feeling this wasn't going to end well.

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"Gabe you're gonna make me fat if you keep baking so much," Sam said around a mouthful of cookie.

Gabriel smiled as he walked into the room holding something behind his back, "You are a bottomless pit, Sam."

Sam swallowed his cookie, "What are you hiding?" he asked.

"Close your eyes," he said. Sam sighed but obeyed. "Okay, you can open them."

Sam opened his eyes to find that Gabriel wasn't in front of him. He looked down to find Gabriel on one knee, holding a cupcake with a silver ring that was slipped onto a cherry. Sam gasped, "Gabe!"

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