An Apple Pie Life

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Chapter 10

Sam glanced at Natiel as the angel caught up with him. "So, you're my nephews' guardian angel?"

"Yes, I am."

"Well don't fuck up. I have an angel blade too."

Natiel stumbled at Sam's comment. He began to suspect the stories he had heard in the garrison were true. Which was: the Winchesters were dangerous to anyone or anything they deemed a threat to their family and friends. Natiel decided he should ask Prince Castiel how to become their friend.

The two continued on in silence. Sam's frown evidence that he wasn't pleased that Natiel seemed to be so easily intimidated. Sam decided to schedule some training sessions with the angel as soon as he could.

They found Bobby working on the salvage yard's books. Bobby looked up, eyes narrowing as he saw Sam walking towards him. Sam's gut reaction to Bobby's glare was to punch the old hunter in his face. But this was about his nephews so Sam shoved his anger down as best he could. Sam sighed, "Easy Bobby. This is about the boys."

Bobby nodded towards the man standing slightly behind Sam asking, "Who's your friend?"

Through clenched jaws, Sam grumbled, "Not a friend. He's the boys' guardian angel."

Bobby jumped to his feet, angel blade in hand as he yelled, "Dammit Sam! Why'd ya let an angel in here?"

Sam was quickly loosing control over his anger and yelled back "Cas sent the little shit. He's supposed to guard the boys."

"Cas!" Bobby shouted. "That's worse. Dean's gonna gank him, no questions asked. You might recall he's a little pissed at Cas right now."

"Jeez Bobby, why do you think we're here? Cas needs to talk to Dean, but he's afraid of what Dean will do. So he wants us to get Dean to listen to him before Dean stabs Cas in the throat."

"That's bull, we should just gank him now and not say anythin", Bobby grumbled as he moved around his desk towards Natiel with his angel blade at the ready.

Without warning, Natiel disarmed Bobby and had angel blades hovering above both men's hearts. "I was ordered not to injure the Winchester family and those they consider family." Flipping Bobby's blade around, he handed it back to Bobby hilt first as he continued, "I can see it will be difficult not to injure such aggressive humans. I am not a traditional guardian angel. I am a soldier from the Prince's former garrison. The Prince felt a warrior would be a more appropriate guardian for the Winchester children."

"Well this prince guy's right 'bout needin' a soldier. But one of you for three Winchester kids ain't gonna' cut it. Even if you can pop all over the place," Bobby said as he moved around his desk and sat down.

Natiel nodded, "Agreed. As the little ones grow older and spend less time here in the compound, other soldiers will be added to the detail."

"Compound?" Sam smirked.

"Is that not the correct term for an area surrounded by walls covered in protection sigils and charms?"

Sam looked at Bobby who shrugged and said "Yeah, I guess."

"Have we completed this discussion regarding my qualifications to guard the little ones?"

Sam and Bobby looked at each other and shrugged.

Satisfied, Natiel turned to speak directly to Bobby. "Prince Castiel requires your assistance in assuaging Dean Winchester's anger towards the prince."

Bobby jumped up again and choked out, "Prince Castiel?" Looking at Sam, he shouted. "What the hell is he talkin' 'bout?"

Sam glared at the angel. "I told you not to call him that. We call him Cas." Then turning towards a stricken Bobby, he said "Don't worry about this prince crap. It's not important."

"Not important! Not important!" shouted Bobby. "Do ya have any idea what it means if Cas is a prince?"

Shooting another glare at Natiel, Sam spoke slowly in a strained voice, "I don't care about some dumb ass title. Cas is Cas. Period." Bobby's only response was to roll his eyes as he dropped into his chair. "Evidently," Sam continued, "Cas wanted me to come home and stay with the family. So he tried a little reverse psych. He had the brilliant idea that if he told me to stay away and told me about that stupid 'Need future Winchesters' crap, then I would do the opposite and refuse to leave."

Natiel nodded, "He was correct in his assumptions."

Sam clenched his jaw several times in frustration. "Look Nate, you're not helping. Shut you hole."

Completely confused Natiel asked, "Who is Nate?"

"You, ya idgit!" snarled Bobby. "And before ya ask, your hole is your mouth. So, shut it!"

Nate opened his mouth to respond, then thought better of it.

"Look Bobby, we've got to come up with a way to get Dean to listen to Cas. Not sure what Cas wants but it's probably another end of the world kinda thing."

Bobby shook his head, "Again? How many is this?"

Sam shrugged, "Three, four?"

Nate glanced between the two men. He was amazed at the ease with which these men considered such a possibility. Nate had little experience with humans, but he was pretty sure that most humans would react with a little more concern and panic. He was beginning to understand what made these Winchesters so important.

After sitting in silence for several minutes, Bobby looked at Sam. "Well got any ideas idgit?"

"What! That's why we came to you."

"I got no idea", said Bobby as he threw his arms up in the air.

Sam smiled, "I say we set up a meet. Grab some beers, sit back and enjoy the show."

"It'd be our very own Smack Down," Bobby chuckled. Sam and Bobby continued laughing, causing Nate to become uncomfortable.

"I fail to see the humor in the possibility of either Dean Winchester or Pri… Cas smacking one another."

The two men only laughed harder. After several minutes their laughter died down to occasional chuckles. Wiping his eyes, Bobby asked Nate. "You got any ideas there angel boy?"

Nate nodded, "Yes. Why not tell Dean the truth. Surely he will understand the need to put aside his differences and work with … um… Cas again."

Sam slapped Nate's shoulder, "Yeah, you do that Nate. Just walk right up to Dean and tell him the truth." Nate nodded in satisfaction and turned to go in search of Dean.

Bobby jumped up, "I'll get the beer."

Sam smiled, "I'll get Collins and grab some chairs."

The three men met outside Dean's garage. All three were chuckling as they took their seats and popped open their beers. Dean slid out from under the car he was working on. Wiping his hands, Dean asked Sam "One of those for me?" Sam tossed Dean a beer. "So when's the show start?" asked Dean curious about the three men sitting before him.

Bobby nudged Sam and nodded toward the approaching angel. "'Bout five seconds I'd say," was Bobby's response. Dean looked at Nate, then back at his 'audience', raising an eyebrow in silent question.

"Dean, this is Nate. He has something to discuss with you," Sam said smiling as he took a huge gulp from his beer.

Looking at Nate expectantly, Dean asked, "What ya need pal?"

Nate walked up to Dean. "It is an honor to be given the duty of guarding your children."

Dean nodded slowly, "Uh huh. What'd you say your name was again?'

"I am Natiel, your…"

Dean swung the crow bar next to him, pulling Nate's legs out from under him. "Freakin' angel! What the hell are you doing here?"

A/N Not sure if anyone is still interested in this. I had wanted to have this done before Season 6 started. Yeah, that didn't happen. Um, anyway, I've really struggled with where to take this. But I think I've found the right direction (I hope!) Please read and review and let me know if you are still interested and what you think.

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