The next night, Cas is up and about, though, not pain free. There's a knock on the door and Cas looks to see who it is.
"It's the mayor." He mouths and motions to the closet. Oh yeah, probably wouldn't be good for him to see Dean and me.
Cas greets him and from what I can see from under the door, they're sitting at the table.
"Is there anyone else home?" The mayor asks.
"No sir."
"Good, now that stunt, the rebels?"
"Yes sir, they wanted me to prove my loyalty."
"That was brave, and I'm sure you have. I like you Castiel, and I think our little plan will work out nicely."
"I think so too sir, is there a specific reason you're here?"
"I just wanted to confirm what I thought, and tell you that you take as long off as you need, that is not a simple injury to recover from."
"Oh thank you sir, I was thinking day after tomorrow."
"That seems fine, I'll keep you updated with the rebels."
"Ok sir, I'll see you then."
"Are you married Castiel?" the mayor asks suddenly, before leaving.
"Well, yes sir about oh 4 months now."
"Happily?" The mayor sounds like he's joking.
"Very sir."
"And any children?"
"No sir, just a younger brother. He's a handful." I think about it, oh that's me.
"You're doing your family a favor by doing this for me. They'll be safe."
"That's all I want sir." I've never heard Cas sound so sincere.
"I'm sure Castiel, you're a good person. I know you just want to keep them safe. I'm sure you love them." Wow, that doesn't sound shady at all. It sounds kinda like a threat.
The front door opens, and then closes, the closet door opens.
"Nice acting Cas." Dean says.
"Thanks. I think the mayor's an idiot, what kind of rebel organization would use that as an initiation?"
"Do you think he really believed you?" I ask, I hadn't thought about that.
"I don't think it matters, it is what it is right now." Dean replies.
Cas nods in agreement.
Cas is running late, and Dean and I have a chance to just talk, we haven't done that in ages.
"So, any girls I should know about?" Dean asks, raising his eyebrows.
I shrug, "I don't know."
"There is isn't there, down at Ellen's, that's why you've been down there."
I shrug again, "Maybe."
"Tell me." I shake my head.
"Sammy I know all your ticklish spots, tell me. I know a thing or two about girls."
"She's just a friend."
"Then there is someone!" Dean whirls around. "Tell me her name."
"Jessica."
"That blonde girl? I knew it!"
"Shut up no you didn't."
"Sam and Jess. I like it."
"I mean, we talk sometimes, and I think she maybe likes me too."
Cas, thankfully comes home before Dean can make me find her and ask her out right then.
Cas seems worried about something.
"What is it?" Dean asks.
"I am scared of the mayor. He's a zealot and will stop at nothing to defeat the rebels. I can't say I blame him. They're insane; the bombings have gotten out of hand. We need a rebellion, but they aren't doing it right."
We all think it over and Cas plays with his fork.
"So what are we gonna do?" Dean asks.
"I don't want you involved." Cas says.
"Sucks, what do we do?" Dean asks.
"I don't know Dean, I mean, I want to fix this. We need a rebellion, but they aren't doing it correctly."
"So a rebellion against the rebellion?" I ask.
Cas shrugs, "I guess so."