Title: Your hand found mine
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: future!fic AU
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 110
Point of view: third
Prompt: Ben Braeden/Castiel, your father's son
The child has his father's temperament, his father's anger, and his father's eyes. He also has his father's lack of luck in all matters legal.
Castiel stands invisible before him, taking the hits from the other inmates, while Sam is conning his way into the prison. Once the records have been destroyed, Castiel will remove the child and it will be like he was never here.
The child looks at Castiel with eyes that should not see him. A smile—his father's—curves his lips, and he drawls out an insult that doubles the inmates' rage. He is so very like his father.
Castiel cannot wait to truly meet him.