AN: so this might not be the best work I've ever done, but I decided to skip a bit of the boring school-thingy and get to the part I actually have had planned for a while. I also have a few plans for the next chapters, so you can expect chapters coming out practically daily. Anyway, thank you so much for the reviews! They make me all warm and fuzzy inside.

Castiel found himself in a small boutique with Dean after a short day at school. They had both gotten off early and decided to take a tour in the town. Dean said that he hadn't had much time to explore the city because of the school and his job. Dean was supposed to work at the garage in the night, but when Bobby noticed how tired Dean got he changed the arrangement. Dean now worked in the afternoon and got payed better so that he wouldn't lose any money on the loss of hours.

Castiel was looking at a pair of old glasses when Dean laid a hand on his shoulder. The huge grin Dean had on his lips which made Castiel frown. He then saw a clothing in Dean's other hand. He gave it to Castiel who grabbed it curiously.

"Try it on." said Dean and even though he tried to hide his excitement, Castiel sensed it. He unfolded the beige clothing and he realized it was a trench coat. Castiel wasn't really into trench coats, but it was something special about that one. It was smooth, and once he had pulled it on, he felt safe. He looked at himself in a mirror for a short period of time, and then turned to Dean who was still grinning.

"It suits you." he said as a response to Castiel's questioning expression.

"Really?" replied Castiel, turning back to the mirror. He saw Dean's face in the background and he blushed when he recognized a hint of seriousness and something else that made his stomach feel weird.

"Yeah. It's very... you." said Dean and laughed.

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Castiel was almost happy the next day. He was sitting at home and admiring his new trench coat. The shop owner had told him that it would be best if he washed the coat and letting it dry in fresh air before using it, so Castiel had done just that. His schoolbag was laying next to him and his journal had slipped out of it. He moved his gaze from the coat to the journal and picked it up. He slowly stroked it before opening it, something he always did. It was packed with pictures and short sentences. A family photo was glued on to the first page. His father, his mother and his sister. Castiel stroked his index finger over his sister. Her smile was radiant as the sun and her red hair was glowing. He remembered the feeling when he realized he never would see her again. The feeling he got when her mother told him that she was dead.

Castiel slowly closed the journal and put it back in the bag. He then glanced at the clock and decided he should get moving. He was supposed to meet Dean at the garage again. Castiel felt how the curiosity grew stronger in his chest while he left his house. Dean had sent a text message earlier that day, saying that he had a surprise for Castiel. He had tried to figure out what kind of surprise it would be for the whole day. He had a few guesses and one of them was a wish. Something he knew never would happen.

The coldness in the air made him shiver. He was wearing a pair of khakis and a black shirt, and a thicker, dark jacket. The winter was on its arrival and Castiel didn't really know what he thought of it. He didn't really enjoy the whole Christmas and New Years Eve thing, but he did like winter itself. It was his favorite season.

The walk to the garage made Castiel feel at peace. It was a bit long, but he could let his mind go blank and just watch the surrounding. He had the forest on his right side and he had always been drawn to it. It seemed magical. As if everything beautiful came from there. He also enjoyed the different shades of the colors, especially the green ones. He had a favorite, but he hadn't found it there yet.

Castiel suddenly got a feeling that he was being followed and peeked over his shoulder. He saw a guy with dark clothes, gloves, black hair and brown eyes staring at him. Castiel turned his eyes forward and walked faster. He had a feeling that he had seen the guy before, but it didn't make him feel any better. He turned his head down and he didn't see much than his own feet. He was walking ridiculously fast when he glanced back again. The guy was still following him. For all that time, Castiel hadn't completely panicked. But when his eyes were set on the person in front of him, he believed that his heart stopped.

"Hi there."