Chapter 9 – The (not so) new life
A few months later the lives of the three had returned to normal
They continued to live in the bunker, searched for cases, saved people, hunted things, ate, drank, slept or met in bars to toast a successful hunt. Until then everything was like before. But a few things had changed...
Sam had come home one night with a young woman. He introduced her to Dean and Castiel as Eileen and then took her to the library.
The next morning, while they were sitting at the table in the kitchen, Sam told them that he and Eileen had met on a case before Dean went to the hospital. They'd been seeing each other regularly ever since.
At some point during the conversation, Dean asked his brother why Eileen didn't talk and just watched her.
"She's deaf, but she reads lips when we talk."
Dean and Castiel's eyebrows shot up at the same time. When he heard her giggle, Sam turned to Eileen.
"They're so cute, those two", she said to Sam.
"Yes, aren't they?!", Sam answered her in sign language, smiling.
"What did she mean?", asked Dean, not quite sure if he liked the situation or not. Sam winked at him and shrugged his shoulders.
Dean shook his head slightly, but then had to smile.
He looked at Eileen first, then Sam, then Castiel put an arm around his shoulders and pulled him closer. He had his family around him, and he was happy.
Castiel was sleeping at Dean's every night now. The two were very happy, the second bedside table at Dean's bed finally had an owner. And when Dean and Castiel did not devote themselves to the things couples do, they would lie close together and talk. More than before and Dean would never admit it to Sam, but he loved it.
Telling each other what they'd done when their partner wasn't around.
Dean also loved when Castiel would hold him and talk softly in Enochian. He could barely understand anything, but he always became very calm and felt carefree.
Castiel had asked to speak with him again about two weeks after Dean's release from the hospital.
He had explained to him that the day before he visited him in the hospital, he noticed that one of the guards had left the cell door open. Castiel had seized the opportunity and fled.
He should have known it was a trick.
At the portal back to Earth, Naomi was waiting. She had looked down at him and said: "You're going to run to him now, aren't you? Well, I won't stop you, no one here could ever really do that. But I'll tell you one thing. If you leave now, you won't be able to come back. The guards will kill you. She was silent for a moment, but then she talked again. "Oh, and Castiel... it will take your grace away. There is no room in our midst for traitors!"
Castiel walked into the white light without a word, already made his choice.
After Castiel told Dean, he had come towards him. Overwhelmed with feelings he had never known before. The conversation had led to their first night together.
Afterwards, Dean had pulled Castiel, who was still slightly out of breath, to himself. He pushed Cas' chin up far enough to look him in the eye.
"Cas, buddy, human or angelic, you'll always be an angel to me!"
- The end -