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Chapter 28

The Impala is parked near a lake, warming up under the autumn sun. On a narrow pier, above the glittering surface of the water, there are two chairs occupied by the Winchester brothers. They have their fishing rods cast out into the middle of the lake, waiting for fish to bite. Empty beer cans, standing near their chairs, tell that they've been here for quite a long time. There is a blue bucket half full behind them for caught fish to go inside of it.

"You know, it wouldn't hurt to come here time to time when we don't have much to do," Sam empties another beer can.

"Yeah," Dean nods. "Feels relaxing doesn't it?"

"It does. And catch is good. I've caught six bass so far. What about you?" The younger Winchester shifts in his chair, rearranging his cap as the sun is hitting him in the eye.

"Eight so far. And I think this is the ninth one." Dean leans forward as his float begins to move. And he's right; he's caught another fish.

"Cas, can you pass me the bucket, please?" Dean calls, as he holds his fishing rod and reels.

There's no answer.

"Cas?" Dean calls again. Still no answer.

"Are you de…"

Dean never finishes whatever he was going to say, as he stares at the sight before him agape: in the middle of the pier Castiel is fighting with Hannibal over a fat bass. The kitten has sunk his tiny teeth into the fish's tail and is desperately trying to drag his prey away and eat it somewhere safe, while the ex-angel is grabbing the fish by its head. Poor bass, still alive is twisting and trying to break free from both of them. Castiel is so busy with his doings that he never hears Dean's call. Until…

"CAS!"

The hunter's yell sounds right above the ex-angel's head and it's so loud and unexpected that Castiel jumps startled, slips on the pier and manages to thud into the lake with a loud splash, taking Hannibal and fish with him.

As expected Hannibal does not like the stupid wet substance and screams in protest, letting go of the fish's tail. Thankfully the water is not deep, only reaching up to Castiel's chest. He forgets everything about the fish and grabs the kitten, holding him close. Dean helps him out of the water under Sam's loud laughter.

"Where's all the fish we've caught?" The older Winchester peeks into the bucket only to find out that it's empty.

"I… I let them go," Castiel answers, shifting from one foot to the other, petting the floundering and anxiously mewing Hannibal.

"You what?" Dean is ready to rip his hair out. It took them so long to catch these fish!

"I let them go," repeats the ex-angel. "They were pleading me to return them to the lake, where they belong." Castiel pulls his best "puppy eyes".

Dean makes a long inhale and counts to ten, then lets out a shuddering breath, not paying attention to Sam's hysterical laughter behind his back.

"Just… just go and dry this furry bastard and change your clothes."

"I hope you are not angry at me, Dean," Castiel says before going to the Impala.

"No, it's alright. Don't worry about it," the hunter smiles. He watches his lover walk towards the Impala and when Castiel gets inside the car to grab a big towel to dry Hannibal and himself, the older Winchester makes a frustrated groan.

Well, they may have lost all the caught fish due to Castiel's kind heart but they still have tuna fish sandwiches Dean can spill his anger on.