Characters are the same ages as for last chapter. For the sake of needing a character Tanya is not an infant in this chapter she is three and a half.

Dean smiled as his other grandfather, Henry, went on and on about the wonders of being eighteen. He smiled and nodded but it all reality was getting very bored. His eyes wandered to where Castiel was chained to one of the poles holding up the building. It was basically a large, flat cement bed with three fourths of it only having a roof and poles to hold it up so it was exposed to the outside world with a small closed in kitchen and bathroom on the last one fourth.

He had gotten up bright and early, dressed in nicer jeans and t-shirt, slipped on his jacket, put some boxers, jeans, and the trench coat on Cas so he didn't get cold, put on his leash, and left in the impala with Cas in the backseat. At first he had kept the angel near him but after a half hour Cas had gotten restless so he tied a long line to a pole and gave him water.

Now the angel was walking, sometimes on two, sometimes on all four, in one direction until his chain was too far wrapped to go any farther and then he went in the other direction, repeating the process.

"What do you think Dean," Henry asks.

Dean snapped out of his thoughts and looked back at Henry. "What?"

"You weren't listening?"

"I'm sorry," Dean looked down at his feet.

"It's fine, he's very captivating. I'll let you be then Dean." He patted his shoulder and left.

"You getting bored," Dean asks approaching Cas, smiling when they angel started towards him but was held back by the chain being wrapped up. Dean laughed getting closer so the angel could duck his head so Dean could pet his hair.

"Dean!"

Dean froze as Robin jumped onto his back.

"Sorry I'm late."

"It's fine," he turned his head so he could kiss her.

Castiel instantly started growling, glaring at them before unwrapping his chain from the post, by walking around it, then laid down next to it. He froze as he felt small hands touching his wings. He froze staring wide eyed at a little girl who was intent on his wings. Instantly, he got up and started backing away terrified when the boy kept coming forward. When he hit the end of his chain he freaked out trying desperately to get away.

"Tanya!" A woman ran over and picked her up. "Sorry little angel, she's used to our angel, he's not shy like you."

"You have an angel Nora?" Dean asks. He went to Castiel and ran a hand down his spine to soothe him.

"Yes. Ephraim. Tanya absolutely adores him."

Dean nodded. "That's awesome. Sorry Cas is really shy."

"It's alright I'll make sure she stays away from him."

"If she wants to pet him she can, he'll be okay with me here." Dean reassured the angel when he glared up at him.

"Do you want to pet the angel Tanya?" The girl nodded crazily. "Be gentle sweetie."

Castiel leaned against Dean as the little girl ran her hand through his wings, eventually relaxing enough to rest his head on Dean's thigh.

"You are so good with him Dean." Nora smiled at him.

"Thanks. You have no idea how much that means to me."

"You're welcome." They both watched Tanya pet Cas for a few minutes before Nora took her away.

Robin took her spot and gently ran her hands through his soft feathers. "This is the closest he's ever let me to him."

Castiel glared at her allowing it for a few seconds before getting up and laying a few feet from them.

"That didn't last long." Robin pouted staring longingly at him. She didn't understand what she did to make the angel hate her.

"Don't worry about it," Dean got up brushing off his jeans and offering her his hand. She took it and they left Cas to mingle.

…

"I'm so bored," Sam fell down into the grass next to Castiel. "Mom says I have to stay until we leave tonight. You okay Cas?" The boy laid down next to the angel laying his head on his side. "It's Dean and Robin isn't it?" Castiel whined looking back at him. "Don't worry they won't last much longer, Robin is going off to college and Dean can't keep it in his pants long enough to keep a long distance relationship."

Castiel flapped his wings a little at that but Sam swatted at them.

"Stop that you're getting wind in my face." Sam tried to hold them down but the angel rolled over onto his back and rolled. Sam laughed trying to attack him but his wings and limbs got in the way. Castiel let out a playful growl and pulled at his sleeve.

"Sammy!" Dean barks. "What are you doing to my angel?"

"I'm playing with him," Sam laughed as Castiel jerked his head while still biting his sleeve. "You're going to break me wrist."

"Cas what the hell are you doing?" Dean pouted when Castiel completely ignored him in favor of playing with Sam.

"Dean they're playing, it's cute," Robin says, comforting him.

"Yeah I know." Dean frowned despite his words.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." The demon turned and left.

…

Dean laid in his bed that night with Castiel curled up next to him. He ran his fingers through the angel's thick black hair. "I'm so scared Cas. I don't want to go to college. I don't want you to become Sam's."

Castiel perked up meeting the demon's green eyes. Leaning forward he rubbed his head against Dean's chin trying to comfort him.

"You're not going to stop loving me for Sam are you?"

Castiel cocked his head and again met his eyes.

"I don't understand why you never speak. You've probably spoke three words since I first got you. You know you can speak in here."

The angel ruffled his wings a little before re-resting his head against the demon's chest.

"Alright fine be that way. You're a little angel shit. Goodnight Castiel." He kissed the top of his head and went to sleep.

Long into the night hours after Dean had gone to sleep, Castiel smiled and whispered, "Goodnight Dean."