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Castiel, Dean and Sam were at the library, doing their homework in one of the study rooms.
Castiel left to get a book that would help him and Dean on an assignment
Dean had complained that it was too big of an assignment for being just a few weeks into the school year.
Castiel laughed softly just remembering Sam explaining to Dean the fundamental way of how school's work.
"Must be a good book." A girl said appearing next to Castiel.
Castiel looked at her. "Sorry. I was thinking of an earlier event. Am I in your way?"
"Oh. No." She replied. "I was actually looking for you I'm Cassie. Cassie Roberts."
"Nice to meet you Cassie. I'm-"
"Castiel Milton. Yeah. I know. Your pretty famous around school." She said, smiling shyly.
Castiel stood straighter and looked at the girl. He knew what this was about, all the girls that had approached him last year for a letter would act like how she is right now. Blushing and not looking him in the eye.
"Are you still doing them?" She asked, finally looking at him in the eyes. Determined.
So she's desperate, and determined.
"Yes." Castiel said, agreeing to another year of letters.
He really didn't mind. He enjoyed listening to people talk about who they loved. See their eyes light up. Their smiles. How their eyes focus out and they speak dreamily about the person.
He also enjoyed learning about the people who would come to him. He still is in contact with many couples he set up.
Cassie sighed in relief. "Good. Because I would like a letter. To, Dean Winchester." She said looking at him oddly.
Castiel was shocked still. "To whom?"
"Dean Winchester? If it's too odd, then we can just forget-"
"No." Castiel said hastily. He took a small breath and spoke again. "No. It's fine." He said, nodding to her. She smiled big. "We can meet up later to discuss this. Is that alright?"
"Of course! Tomorrow, after school, library. Good?"
Castiel thought about it for a moment. "The time is okay. However, the place isn't the best. How's outside, in the eating area?"
"Sure! Thanks, Castiel!" Cassie said walking away, with a big smile.
Castiel wasn't sure how he would go about this. He grabbed the books he came out of the room to get still in thought.
He usually went to Dean about the letters. Especially love letters. Dean knew the student body. They were only a few weeks into their new semester, their new year, and Dean already knew most of the freshmen year. He was amazing at making friends and around people.
Castiel entered the room, closing the door behind him.
He took his seat next to Dean and handed him the book.
"What took you so long?" Dean asked, looking at Castiel.
"I got approached for letter's." Castiel replied, easily. He wasn't sure how Dean would go about it. He didn''t seem to like them all that much.
"You doing those again this year?" Dean asked leaning on the table.
"Those love letter things?" Sam asked looking at Castiel.
"Yes, I enjoy it." Castiel explained, unsure of Dean's reaction.
"Cool." Sam said smiling.
"So, who's the person?" Dean asked, looking up at Castiel.
"Huh?"
"The client? Who are they? And when are we meeting them, cause I gotta say, it would beat the hell out of this." Dean grumbled shoving a notebook.
"It was a résumé." Castiel said, not looking at Dean.
"Ain't it a bit early to get a résumé? School just started." Dean asked looking at Castiel.
"Some people are over achievers." Castiel attempted to explain.
"Those kids should know how to write their own resumes." Dean grumbled and then grabbed a book. "Why do we need this book?"
Castiel sighed internally, thankful Dean bought those lies. He started explaining why he grabbed the books, and they returned to their homework.
XxXx
Castiel was nervous. He's never really meet a customer by himself. Dean was always there.
And he's there now.
"Dean?"
"Yeah?"
"Why are you following me?"
Castiel stopped moving to his destination, conveniently in front of the library. Dean had followed him since their last class. They were right across the hallway from each other.
"The résumé thing." Dean said slowly.
"Yes. But didn't you and Sam have plans today?"
"We rescheduled." Dean replied shrugging his shoulder's.
"You shouldn't have."
Dean was staring at Castiel, confused.
Dean always accompanied Castiel to every meeting. A résumé or love letter. Unless it was something He couldn't get out of, he would go.
"Should I...not have?" Dean asked, confusion in his voice.
"No! No. It's just... You and Sam have wanted to hang out by yourselves, yes? You can do it now. It's just a résumé, Dean. I can handle it." Castiel said, trying for a joking tone.
According to Dean's face, he wasn't buying it.
"If you say so." Dean said. He did leave Castiel, but they both knew that Dean didn't believe him.
Castiel watched Dean until he was sure he was out of sight, then he went past the library and to the outside eating area, where Cassie was waiting for him.
"Hey, Castiel!" She greeted.
"Hello." He said. He got out his pen and notebook, flipping to an empty page. "Did you already write down somethings, or are you-?"
"Oh!" Cassie said. She reached into her bag, looking for something. "I wrote down a few things, but not a lot."
"Alright." Castiel said, waiting patiently.
Cassie pulled out the paper, and gave it to Castiel. Who frowned.
"This is all external reasons." Castiel said, looking over the paper.
"Huh?"
"All the reasons you've written. They are all about his looks, basically."
"Is that bad?"
"Well, no." Castiel said looking at the paper. "How about you tell me a few things about Dean, not about his looks, that you like about him."
Cassie nodded, and started talking. Which impressed Castiel.
Usually the people who got the letter's acted like how Anna did when he did this. Nervous and taking a few times until they were comfortable around him enough. Dean usually helped in that prospect.
But Cassie just started listing things. That weren't that bad.
She was retelling the story of how she first met Dean. He saved her from some upper class girls who were being inflexible about her wanting to join the paper, even though she was only a freshmen. They were just being downright rude, and Castiel was going to talk to them, he had written two of the girl's letter's and another résumé. And Dean had stepped in, defended her, and started greeting her and talking to her now and then. That was last year.
She retold a few other stories, and just talked about Dean for a while.
When she was going into..certain territory, Castiel cleared his throat.
"I'm sorry." She apologized, blushing at what she was talking about.
"It's no problem. You're not the first person to go that far." Castiel explained. He looked at his notes. "This should be enough. Thank you."
"No. Thank you!" Cassie said happily. "I would do it myself, but I'm not good at writing romantic stuff. Better at articles."
"I understand." Castiel said nodding. "I should have a draft soon for you to look after if you wanted to."
"No, I'll just look at the last one." Cassie said.
She handed Castiel the money for her letter and said her good-byes and left.
XxXx
It was a week after that, and Castiel think's he got a good final draft written up.
"What's that?" Sam asked coming up from behind Castiel, scaring the writer.
"Nothing." He said, putting it away.
"Sure." Dean said, rolling his eyes.
Sam shrugged his shoulder's and looked at Castiel. "You coming to the library today?"
"Not today. Sorry." Castiel said, apologetically.
"Come on, Cas. With out you there, Dean's bothering me. And I'm not that good at getting him to focus." Sam begged.
"I will be done with this assignment today. Then I will come with you and help, tomorrow." Castiel said with a smile.
"I'm not that bad." Dean defended, crossing his arms over his chest.
"You only say that cause you don't have to deal with yourself." Sam retorted.
With that, the Winchester's left Castiel heading to the public library.
Castiel watched them until they got into Dean's car and drove off. Then he turned to the sitting area outside where Cassie was waiting for him.
"Hi Castiel!" She greeted happily as he sat across from her.
"Hello. I asked you here because I believe I have finished the letter." Castiel explained getting his binder out.
"Oh. Okay. Good. You have it? Good." Cassie said, nervously watching him.
"Yes." Castiel said, handing her a simple folder. "I am giving all the information you have provided me with back, the notes and the other draft. You can choose to use an older one or rewrite the letters. Most go with the final draft, but you can make your decision."
"Yeah. Thanks." Cassie said accepting the folder.
"I understand." Castiel said, looking right at her. She looked up at him and waited for him to continue. "Now that you have the letter, you have everything to tell him how you feel. Except the confidence that he feels the same way. I won't lie, some of my letter's haven't worked out." Castiel saw her tense up. "I also know that you truly have deep feelings for Dean. As you should. He is a great person." He had a small smile by this point. "He's the one that usually gives the people the confidence for the confrontation. He's better at that than me."
"He is a people person." Cassie said smiling as well.
Castiel took in a breath and continued. "I do hope this ends well for you."
He then got up and started to walk home, thinking over how he was going to start his homework.
XxXx
"Why did you do that?" Dean asked walking right up to Castiel.
Castiel was waiting on the curb of the parking lot. Dean told him he had a small thing to do after school and that he needed Castiel's help on their upcoming math test.
Castiel the book he was reading away and looked up at Dean, who was now standing over him.
"Do what?"
"The letter." Dean demanded holding up a couple of papers in his hands. "I know your handwriting, your wording, how you are about these things. Why?"
"She like's you and came to me for help. Much like our other clients."
"But you shouldn't have done this."
"Why? If you didn't like her then you should've just-"
"That's not the problem!" Dean yelled. He took a couple deep breaths to calm himself down. "The problem isn't about me liking her, it's the fact she came too you for a letter for me and you just agreed to it."
"How is that a problem?" Castiel asked deeply confused. He stood up to be on the same eye level with Dean.
"Because, she was using you to get to me. That just seems, dirty." Dean replied, shoving the letter into his backpack. "I know that seems selfish , or insane, but-"
"No." Castiel said, interrupting him. Dean looked into Castiel's eyes. "I get it. You don't want someone to use the people near you to get to you."
"Yeah."
"I understand." Castiel said with a small smile.
"Good."
They sat in silence for a while. Eventually sitting back on the curb.
"So," Castiel started, looking at Dean, "what did you say?"
Dean chuckled. He knew that Castiel was going to follow-up with his "clients", as he always did. Usually after a day or two, but he has been known to wait about one week at the longest.
"We have a date this weekend." Dean replied. "Have to give the girl a chance if she passes your test of true feelings."
Castiel nodded. "Good."
They waited a while longer, until Dean stood up and reached his hand out to help Castiel up.
"I desperately need help in math. These last couple assignments have been kicking my ass and we have a test on them tomorrow. Cram session?"
"You really shouldn't be cramming the night before, Dean. It's a bad habit." Castiel said, accepting the hand and standing up, face to face with Dean.
"Eh. I already have a few of them. What's so bad about adding another?" Dean asked with a smirk.
Castiel rolled his eyes in reply.
They both got in the car and headed off to Dean's house, where they were cramming for the test.
That is Cassie's story! And more detail about how Castiel does his work.
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