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So here's the next chapter. It is set at the beginning of season 2, episode 5 'Simon Said'. I hope you like it.

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As Castiel sat once more in the back of the impala he felt a wave of nostalgia wash over him. It had been a long time since he had been in this position, even in the future he had come from he had had his own car. Driving around in Dean's was not something he had done regularly for many years.

But right now he needed to think about the vision Sam had had. He knew where they came from, unlike the Winchester family, and he also knew what they meant. What he hadn't realised until now was that Sam's visions all connected to the other children with demon blood. He wondered how many there had been out there before Azazel had pitted them against each other. How many had died in this plan of Lucifer's? Then of course there was the fact that Dean did not want other hunters to know of Sam's abilities, which he understood. After all, Gordon, when he found out, would hunt down the younger Winchester. But they needed to find out where this premonition was going to take place and hopefully stop it.

"Do you ever feel like the naughty little child relegated to the back-seat?" said Crowley's voice from beside him making him turn and glare at the demon who just smirked right back at him. For Crowley knew that while in the car Castiel could not reply or even truly react to him. Meaning that Crowley could say what he pleased.

"No? Oh well I suppose Squirrel did once call you a baby in a trench coat, so I suppose its fitting." He continued looking round the car.

"You know I've always liked the impala, well not riding in the trunk, but as cars go, it's not a truly bad model." He then turned to Castiel to catch him glaring at him as if he was contemplating the best way to smite him, which he had to admit could well be exactly what was going through the angels mind.

"Now, now Castiel. No violence, you don't Moose and Squirrel to know I exist do you? Not to mention Daddy Bear who is following so close he's practically in this seat with us."

At that Castiel turned round and found that John was indeed right behind them in his truck. It was almost like, now that he had found his sons he wasn't going to let them out of sight. Though whether that was because he wanted answers or he truly cared for them Castiel was not sure. He still hadn't managed to get a read on John Winchester after all.

"Oh I do love us all being together again, it is so good to have someone who I can talk to. Even if you can't answer back without the Winchesters thinking you've gone cuckoo, again." With that Crowley settled back into the car as if he was settling in for a good old chat.

That idea was almost the scariest thing Castiel had ever had to contemplate. Crowley having his complete and undivided attention and him not being able to respond.

"So what shall we discuss feathers? I have many topics we could cover." Crowley continued when Castiel turned to him a look of horror in his eyes.

As the idea of Crowley just talking at him for the whole journey went through his head, Castiel broke. Not enough to remove Crowley or anything drastic like that, but he did break the silence in the car.

"How long until we get there Dean?" He asked leaning forwards so his head was in-between Dean and Sam's.

"What are you, a kid?" Dean asked with a chuckle at the idea of Cas as an excited child jumping up and down in the back seat.

At that sentence Castiel tilted his head at Dean with a frown.

"I don't understand that reference." He said simply making Sam turn to him as if to say really? you have to be kidding us.

"Dude, the 'are we nearly there yet'? Sam used to do it all the time when he was younger." Dean replied in disbelief that the angel had no idea what he was talking about, he always seemed to kinda forget that Cas wasn't human, and as such didn't understand human things, he acted as if he was most of the time.

"No I didn't." Sam denied hotly. Dean was always making up shit like that about him.

"Yeah, ya did." Dean replied with a how could you deny the truth, look at his brother, which of course caused Sam to respond with a bitchface as he answered.

"No Dean I didn't."

"I was just wondering how long it would take, please?" Castiel interrupted, he had a feeling that the boys could go on like that for ever if given the chance.

"Why so keen to get there Cas? I mean, there's nothing to interest you there, is there?" Dean replied with a suggestive waggle of his eyebrows, though in truth he really wanted to know the answer to that question. He didn't like the idea that maybe Cas was interested in someone else, Jo maybe, or Ash? After all he had stayed there with them when he and Sam had gone off on that hunt. Maybe he had found a 'friend' while he was there? not that he had seen any evidence of that when they left, but in truth, he hadn't really been looking, so maybe Cas had got to know one of them better. And Dean wasn't so sure how he felt about that, not that he would investigate it further. But a small feeling intruded his mind. especially after what had, maybe, almost happened earlier. What he was pretty sure had been there... Nope not going there.

"Oh a jealous Squirrel. I like it." Crowley chuckled into Castiel's ear as he leaned forwards as well so he could get close to the conversation. Just to make sure Castiel didn't forget he was there, like he could.

"It's just I find your car confining." Castiel replied without thought through gritted teeth as he tried to crowd the demon back without being noticed. There was one to many people in the back seat and Crowley was invading his personal space.

"Well you know Cas you can always meet us there." Dean said huffly. No one, not even the angel who had brought him back to life, got to criticise his baby.

"Oh I think you hurt his feelings. Best to not insult the car Castiel." Crowley whispered to the angel in a gleeful tone. He was having great fun.

"I'm sorry Dean, but –" Castiel tried to apologise. He knew better than to be rude about the impala after all. And any way he actually rather like the car.

"Don't worry about it Cas. Lets just listen to some music, yeah?" Dean cut him off still a little annoyed at the angels words about his baby. With that he reached over and turned up the volume on the stereo so Metallica blared out of the speakers.

"Oh good god, he calls this music? I think I'll be better of with brooding daddy dearest. See you soon feathers." With that Crowley vanished from the back seat of the impala only to reappear in the seat next to John in the truck.

Looking round Cas saw him sit back and put his feet up on the dash board. And with that Castiel relaxed back into his seat. He didn't mind the music, it was Dean's choice after all. He was just glad the Crowley had left for a while. That short conversation started him thinking that maybe it would be better if the Winchesters stayed spilt up, for his sanity at least. It was very hard to ignore the demon when he was so determined to make Castiel react to his presence when he was with Dean and Sam.