SORRY! I was supposed to post this earlier but I went running, yes, running!
Sorry this chapter's so short/rubbish
Chapter 10: Books
"I don't usually leave the asylum at night, but you said you'd make it worth my while" spoke a sly Britsh voice, the hint clear in his tone.
Rolling her eyes, Naomi took a sip from her bottle as she handed him the money fastened together with an elastic band.
"I'm listening" The man smiled, flicking through the notes.
"There's this guy I'm after, who needs a little... let's say, persuasion"
Hester giggled from behind her bottle, earning her a whack to the side of the head.
"Everyone knows his father's a lunatic, he was in here tonight, going on about some creepy looking guy in a mansion" Naomi continued.
"He sounds harmless" the man yawned
"Crowley, the point is, Castiel would do anything to keep him from being locked up."
"So you want me to throw her father into my asylum, unless he agrees to marry you?" Naomi nodded. "Oh that is dispicable, I like it" Crowley chuckled.
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Chuck was frantically jogging around the house, stuffing things into his bag, mumbling things. "If no one will help me, I'll go by myself"
Wrapping his coat around him and grabbing on a torch, he made his way through the dark empty building and into the cold outside, making his way back into the woods where it had all started.
An expensive looking car pulled up outside the Milton household, Naomi stepped out and dashed up to the front door, not even knocking before entering.
"Chuck! Castiel!" She called out to the darkness
"Oh well, no one's in, plans over" Hester sighed dramatically.
Slamming the door, Naomi grabbed Hester's collar and pulled her along, "they have to come back sometime, and when they do, we'll be ready for them." She climbed back into her car "don't leave this porch until they come home" she ordered and drove off Hester she could argue.
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Now the snow had stopped falling and lay peacefully on the ground, Castiel could go out into the gardens. Dean enjoyed sitting on the balcony of his room and watched Cas play with Garth's puppy or tend to the horses.
Dean sighed, making Garth grin.
"What?" He snapped
"Oh, nothing" he laughed "you know, I can tell there's something on your mind, we all can"
Dean frowned and huffed before answering, "Cas seems down, I want to do something for him, but what?"
"Well," Garth smiled, as if he knew something, "something special, right..? I know!"
Before Dean could ask, he was being shoved inside.
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"Where are we going?" Castiel laughed, walking alongside Dean in the warmly lit, tidy corridor.
"Wait and see!" Dean rolled his eyes but still smiled, "close your eyes!"
Castiel raised his eyebrows
"Go on"
Castiel hesitantly complied.
Opening the double doors and grabbing one of Cas' hands, he tugged him inside gently, making sure he didn't trip.
"Can I open them?"
"No, no, not yet!"
"Dean-"
"Wait here!" Dean ran off and tugged open the heavy curtains, light pouring into the room.
"Now can I open them?"
"Alright" Dean called, trying to hide his excitement, but failing completely.
Slowly, Castiel opened his eyes.
From the tip of the wall right down to the bottom we're rows and rows of books, stairs lead up to different levels which held more books, around the small fireplace was stacks of books, on top of the tables and on the armrests. Some looked old, some looked new, varying in language and culture.
"I've never seen so many books in all my life! And I own a library." Castiel winked at Dean.
"Do- do you like it?" Dean asked a little nervously
"It's wonderful!"
"Good, cause it's- it's yours" he nervously rubbed the back of his neck, he never really was good at this emotional rubbish.
"Thank you!" Cas grinned, pulling Dean into a tight hug, Dean froze for a second before hugging him back, resting his chin on top of his head
"I knew it'd work" Garth whispered to Charlie from behind the door with a conceited smile.