Chapter 4: Angels are warrior of god

Dean and his visitor had started to get used to live with each other. After the morning with the streaming lake, Dean had finally started to return to his daily work. First of all was fixing the roof of his storage probably but after that he continues to build useful tools for the hunter community. Dean had already build many different devices, like his EMP but he hadn't get the Chance to give them to Bobby who would have to get them to the hunters. He just couldn't leave the cabin and when he was honest with himself, the reason was fear.

At the beginning Dean was very irritated by his visitors behaviour. Cas was just watching him. With this blue eyes fixed at him and his work with a body unmoving. It doesn't look like he would breathe. But like with most things in his life, he got used to it and Dean starts talking to Cas whenever he feels like it. The 'angel' doesn't seem to have a problem with silence and after living alone Dean neither but it is nice to share his thoughts with the man. Someone who listens and answers, brings his own opinion in a conversation. Living alone and ignoring the world around him had taken something from Dean he hadn't notice to miss. And Cas, he was giving this feeling again.

Castiel is watching Dean working again. He had always been fascinated about the craftsmanship of humans, what they could create from a few materials that were given to them by his father. His eyes are often just fixed on the human´s hands but he never missed a second when Dean starts to talk to him. Sometimes he tells him a story or about a book he read another time he would ask him what Cas thinks about a specific topic. It was really nice talking to Dean. Without realizing Cas had got the one thing he had always missed in heaven from Dean.

Heaven was crowded with his siblings but he had never felt so lonely like up there, after his brother had disappeared it had never been the same again. Castiel doesn't fit in anymore. Dean is treating him different, if the angel had known what it is he could name it. The feeling of acceptation, belonging and warmth grow with every second he spends in this little cabin with Dean.

While he is watching Dean work Castiel´s thoughts return to the night or better early morning as he had seen Dean´s reason for solitude the first time. He had seen the fear in Dean´s eyes as he had returned to the cabin and had seen him waiting. As if he would run away. The power Dean has felt familiar but still Cas wasn't able to say why. It was an uncontrolled force of fire, there was no way Dean had any control about what had happened that night.

Thinking about it where ever this power came from it is part of Dean, he should be able to control it or at least bend it to his will to some extent. It´s the reason why Dean had locked himself away from the world and when his behaviour was any indication than he was missing other people, a lot.

Suddenly an idea was born in his mind and for the first time Castiel was the one starting a conversation while Dean was working.

"Dean, did you try to control you powers?" Dean´s head shoot up from the garget he was working on to stare at Cas. "I mean you seem to feel it and I was wondering if you ever tried, because-"

"Stop." Dean interrupted the angel aggressively. "No I never tried because it's impossible." He looked away again but the angel could see that his host wasn't really seeing the device.

"You should be able to it's a part of you." Cas could see them now. The thin strings that build a web through Dean´s soul. It had to be there since his birth and now that he had seen the energy of this power it was easy for him to find the difference.

Dean sight, like most time Cas doesn't get the fine signals every other person would have picked up that would tell them to back off. "It´s called a curse not because I like it. I´m cursed with something I can´t control."

"You were born with it and if your parents didn't anger some very powerful witches I don't think this is a curse." Dean looks up and meets Castiel´s eyes.

"What do you mean? It´s a curse it hurts people, I don't want it." The last words were spoken louder and suddenly Dean feels the familiar flame igniting. He is up and out of the house before Cas can stop him.

Dean sits down close to the water, the flame isn't coming out yet, he focus on his breathing and banns all thoughts about controlling this force that Cas had plant in his mind. Dean takes one breath after the other, focusing on the rising of his chest that contains the flame. It takes hours before his body tells him that the cold is finally able to reach him, all fire and flame had gone back deep inside of him where it hides.

He picks up some of the peddles that lie at the shore and throws them into the water. Cas´s words came back to him. He said it isn't a curse when his parents hadn´t met some witches and Dean highly doubt it. His father had learned about the supernatural after the fire when he tried to find out what had happened that night. They had always called it a curse because it only brought despite. But where does this … power come from.

Cas had waited patiently inside the house watching Dean through the window. He had felt the flame the second Dean had jumped up. It was somehow connected with his emotions. It takes a while before the human gets up to come back in. Cas had started to worry a bit because of the cold outside but Dean seems fine and no longer angry at him for asking. Neither of them offer words of apologize and as their eyes met its all forgotten. There is no bad feeling about the conversation they had before.

"I could help you control it, we could train you so you would feel safer to go out. I saw all this devices you made for the hunter, as you call them but what use do they have when they are lying in you shed getting dust on them." Cas hit another sour point but how would they even start with controlling something that he can barely keep down before it starts to eat everything around him.

"What makes you think you won´t be the first thing the fire is burning down?" He would never be able to forgive himself if he hurt one more person in his life with this.

"Dean, you can´t hurt me with it because you don't want to and I´m an angel, angel are warrior of God if necessary I know how to escape it." Cas makes a short break. "But if you try you could find new freedom and security to walk amongst other people. Like visiting your family, help hunting be with friends or see the world. You wouldn't need to hide and lock yourself away."

How does this man do it, finding every point of this life he can´t find to enjoy. How does this angel know he want it but is too afraid to take it. A look into the deep blue eyes stops every word of argument Dean would have countered with. The man in front of him would do this; take a risk to help him. "Fine, but I warned you. Don't come later to blame me when you get burned."

Cas smiled and keeps the rest of the afternoon quiet while Dean finished his work and cooks dinner.