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A\N: Olay i lied this took for ever to update and I'm sorry. You're going to learn what happened to Castiel as a child in the next chapter so I hope this chapter confuses you XD Cause I'm evil like that.

WARNING: You may cry during this chapter.

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Dean wrapped his arms around Castiel's waist, and he fell back. He tried to relax for the impact of the ground.

Castiel grabbed Dean's shoulders and tried to avoid head butting Dean, but ended up pushing Dean back so that he hit the ground even harder.

Jimmy froze; his mind racing with a million scenarios of what might happen. Would Castiel freak, and have a break down?

Castiel's world went black for a moment before he could hear the familiar sound of pained screams, and broken cries. He felt a cold sweat wash over him as his darkest memories came back to life. The world he was in, and the world he wanted to be in started to fight against each other.

Dean had clenched his eyes shut before he hit the ground, and now as he slowly started to open his eyes he saw a trembling Castiel straddling him. Castiel's eyes were clenched shut as his body shook, and Dean knew something bad was about to happen. He tilted his head back to look up at his brother and the group of his friend "Sam. Sam get them out of here," he ordered.

Sam hesitated before giving his brother a nod.

Jimmy looked at his trembling brother and then to his terrified mother who was slowly walked down the stairs.

Dean didn't know what to do; should he move, or say something? He thought before quietly whispering, "Cas?"

Castiel's grip on his shoulder became tighter as his mind won and reality shrank away as the nightmare took over.

Jimmy knew what was happening; he knew even better than his mother did, and he was gonna hate himself for this. He slowly moved forward toward the two teens. "Castiel," he said firmly as if ordering him to do something. "Castiel!" he said louder and harsher. He tried to ignored Dean's confused looks as he took a deep breath. He was going to regret this "Chris." he said.

Castiel flinched at the name, and his body started to tremble even more.

"Christopher! I want you to look at me," he ordered.

"Jimmy!" his mother said, "Enough."

Castiel sat up, letting go of Dean's shoulders. Dean frown deepened when he saw Castiel's shoulders trembling.

Jimmy was closer to them now, just an arms length away. "I said look at me!" he said yanking Castiel's arm so he was standing on shaky feet. Jimmy looked down at Dean and nodded toward to the door.

Dean nodded as he slowly got to his feet and made his way to the door.

Jimmy turned his attention back to his brother. "Look at me."

"Father. Please." Castiel pleaded with a shaky breath.

"Open your eyes."

Castiel slowly opened his eyes, but he didn't see his living room. He saw the place he had nightmares about. He had to get out of here; he'd done it before, he just had to remember how. The door was unlocked, and he ran. He ran and left the people he learned to call family, but they all got out…right? He got help. He ran, and someone found him and helped him. The police found his family, but his father wasn't there. He was looking for the boy who ran away. The one who told.

Jimmy could see Castiel was in his own world, the one he was never able to completely escape. Jimmy brought his hands up to cup Castiel's face. "Come on," he said "Wake up. Wake up!" he shook Castiel a little.

Castiel's attention was on the sound of the door. He paid close attention to the sound of the door clicking closed and notice there was no click for the lock. Castiel waited a long moment before pushing Jimmy away and running for the door.

When Jimmy was pushed away he lost his balance and his head hit the edge of the last step. "Jimmy!" his mother yelled running down the steps, and carefully lifted his limp head. She gasped at the gash on his forehead that was dripping with blood.

Dean was outside talking with his friend. "What was that all about?" Ash asked with a smile.

Dean frowned with anger. "It's not funny Ash," he said. "Something happened to this kid, and I think it really messed with him."

Jo's eyes lit up. "Do I smell a case?" she asked.

Dean looked thoughtful but then shook his head. "We can't. I promised we'd stop," he said.

"But Dean, it's not like we're digging up dirt on the kid," Chuck said. "We're just trying to find out how to help him."

Dean looked at his friends as the stared at him with hopeful eyes and sighed. "Alright. But only if something drastic happens, got it?"

Sam looked up at him. "Can I help this time?" he asked "Please?"

Dean looked down and smiled, "I'll think about it."

Sam smiled and fist pumped the air. Every time Dean said I'll think about it he knew it meant yes. They all jumped when Castiel burst out of the front door heading for the street. Even though there weren't any cars Dean knew it was dangerous. "Hey, Castiel!" he yelled running after the frightened boy.

"Dean!" Sam yelled as he watched his brother chase after Cas.

Just as Castiel stepped foot on the road Dean grabbed his arm and pulled him back, accidentally throwing him to the ground. Dean looked down at the trembling boy and crouched down to comfort him.

"Don't touch him!" Came a British accented voice from behind him.

Dean turned around to see two guys a few years older then him getting out of a car. They started to walk towards them. Dean stood up and watched them kneel down.

"Castiel?" the accent said cupping the boys face. Then he looked at the teen with the honey brown hair. "How can this still be happening to him Gabriel?" he asked.

Gabriel shook his head. "He was the one that got the worst of it," he said before looking up at Dean. "Do you know him?" he asked.

Dean nodded "Y-yes I live across the street," he said nervously, yet a bit defiantly as well.

"Good, do you know were Jimmy is?"

"He was inside trying to..." What was he trying to do to? Dean thought. "Comfort Cas. He called him Christopher," he said.

Gabriel looked at the other man before he looked back up at Dean "Okay, thank you" he said.

"Cassie's really out of it this time."

It took a moment for it to reach his ears, but Castiel heard it Cas. Only one person called him that "Dean," he whispered.

Gabriel looked down at Castiel, "Dean?" Then looked at his companion and asked, "Balthazar?" wondering if he might know.

Balthazar shrugged. "We didn't know a Dean," he said.

Dean looked between them before kneeling down. Looking at Castiel he said, "My name is Dean."

The two boys looked at him. "What?"

Balthazar thought for a moment looking at Castiel's pained face. "Wait!" he said looking at Dean, "What did you say?"

Dean looked confused, defiant, and scared, "I said, my name's Dean"

"No. No, before that what did you call him?"

Dean frowned, "Cas. Why?"

Castiel stopped trembling and his features smoothed out; his eye started to open "Gabe?" he said when he saw the man in front of him.

"Hey, yeah kiddo, it's me," he said.

Castiel sat up and gasped, "Jimmy!" He stood and ran into his house.

The three stood up and looked at the house before looking at each other, then back at Dean, "Gabriel," he introduced himself, holding out his hand, "And this is Balthazar."

Dean smiled, "Dean," he said taking Gabriel's hand, "Winchester."

Balthazar was beaming, "Do you know John Winchester?"

Dean frowned, "Yeah...yeah, he's my dad."

Gabriel grabbed Balthazar's arm leading him away, "It was nice to meet you Dean."

"You, too," Dean said before walking back to his friends.

"Well if that wasn't drastic..." Jo said.

Dean glared at her and said, "Ash, you got your computer?"

Ash snorted and said, "When don't I?"

Dean nodded. "Alright let's go" he said leading them to his house.

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Castiel walked into his house to see Jimmy slowly sit up. "Jimmy," he breathed his brother's name guiltily. He ran over to them, "Jimmy, I'm so sorry."

Jimmy looked at him "Don't be; it's not like it's your fault." The anger in his voice cut right through Castiel.

Castiel looked at his mother as Jimmy walked away into the kitchen. His mother frowned, "Give him a little time," she said pulling her son into a hug.

"Castiel!" Gabriel said walking into the house with Balthazar following behind him.

Guinevere looked up at the two older teenaged boys. "Gabriel? Balthazar?" She said pulling away from Cas a little.

"Mrs. Novak?" Balthazar said walking forward.

She let go of Castiel and walked to hug Balthazar, "Oh, you've grown so much!" She exclaimed as he squeezed her.

"And you haven't aged a day," he said.

Gabriel looked at them before walking over to where Castiel was sitting on the stairs, "You okay kid?"

Castiel looked up at him. "No, not really," he said plainly before wrapping his arms around Gabriel, "I just want him to go away," he pleaded gripping on to Gabriel's shirt. "I just want to forget!"

Gabriel hugged to boy tight and hushed him softly, "I know kiddo, I know." He rubbed Castiel's back in small soothing circles. He leaned back enough to place a kiss on Castiel's forehead. "Come on," he said pulling the boy up with him as he stood. He smiled down at Castiel, "You should get some rest."

"No!" Castiel's eyes widened with terror, his body shaking, as he pleadingly whispered, "Don't make me. Please. I don't want to go back there."

"Hey, hey shhhh..." Gabriel pulled him into another embrace. "It's okay. I'll be there. I'll keep you safe," he promised.

Castiel nodded against his chest before turning to lead him upstairs. Castiel hesitated when reaching for the door knob.

Gabriel followed the shaking boy into his room, and when Castiel just stood next to the bed glaring at it with fear and hate Gabriel put a hand at the small of his back. When Castiel looked up at him, he smiled and sat on the bed, "Time there weren't so bad. You and me used to play games when we were allowed outside." Castiel give a small smile, "And do you remember the stories I used to tell you before we'd go to sleep?"

Castiel nodded and watched as Gabriel toed off his shoes, and lay down on the bed. Castiel slowly lay down next to him and gently rested his head on the older teens chest, "Can you tell me one now?" he asked.

Gabriel let out a small sigh, "Oh well let's see...Once upon a time, there was a beautiful boy," he started, "and the most beautiful thing about this boy was his eyes. They used shine a brilliant blue, but his eyes had become forlorn and dull with lost hope. For this small child was locked away in a dark place that no one ever escaped from," he smiled as Castiel shifted closer to him. "But one day he saw a crack in the wall of his chamber, his eyes started to shine once more with the hope that someone had found him. Then a beam of light came from somewhere above, and an angel appeared before him. This magnificent being looked to the boy and said 'The one with the ocean eyes. Do not fear me, for it is your time.' The angel reached a hand out to the boy 'I am here to carry you to your true home.' Now the boy knew this place was above the sky that he longed to see. Above the dark clouds that hung over his head. Though the boy knew of death, he was not afraid of what awaited him. So with a pale shaky hand he grabbed the angel's, and as they flew high into the blue sky his pain and sorrow seemed to melt away with the tears of the angel that grieved for the boy. For this angel felt the boy's pain and had seen all the pain of this brave boy's life. Then the angel was shocked by this boy. A boy that had known no comfort reached up, hugged the angel and whispered 'don't cry. You have no reason to, for you've saved me from my pain, and ended my torture.' The angel looked down at the child to find a smile on his face 'Thank you, thank you" the boy chimed. And as the gates of heaven opened for the boy, the angel placed him down and watch with tears sliding down his cheek as the child that had gone through so much bad ran off into the clouds, his laughter echoing in his saviors mind. Those brilliant blue eyes shined bright in his memory forever," Gabriel whispered the end knowing Castiel was asleep, and as the boy on his chest snored softly Gabriel wiped the tears that stained his own face.

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Dean paced in his room as his team worked. He watch Ash stretch. "Man it's good to be working a case again," Ash said before going back to his research.

Jo was sitting at the window with her pocket size binoculars. "Your dad still isn't home, and there's been little movement at the Novak house."

Crowley sat at Dean's back looking through old newspapers, "These are useless."

Dean chuckled, "You said you wanted to help."

Sam sighed and looked up at his brother. "What can I do?" he asked.

Dean thought for a moment. 'Do you know John Winchester' echoed in his head. His eyes lit up with an idea. "Thank God you're still small," he said before walking over to his dresser and looking through the top drawer. "Sam do you still remember how to pick a lock like I showed you?"

"Yeah"

Dean pulled a little leather pouch out and walked over kneeling down in front of him, "I want you to go into Dads office and looked through his files. Grab anything labeled Novak, Balthazar, or Castiel."

Sam nodded before heading off on his mission. He turned when Dean said, "Oh and look for anything marked Christopher, too."

Dean stood up and turned around, "Okay, has anyone found anything yet?"

Ash sighed, "Well after searching the internet for too long and finding jack shit, I'm trying to hack into the Police Department data base."

Dean nodded and sat down on his bed next to the stack of year old papers.

Jo jumped, "Hey we got movement at the Novak house."

Dean stood knocking the papers off the bed, ignoring Crowley's smart mouth comment. He quickly made his way next to Jo, "What's going on?"

Jo shook her head, "Can't tell," she said. "The shades are down. Looks like two people talking in the second floor window. I'll let you know if there's anything new."

Dean nodded walking back towards the bed. Since Crowley didn't bother to pick up the papers, he did it himself. He picked up two or three and threw them on the bed. As he went to pick up another he read the headline 'MISSING BOY FOUND ALIVE AFTER SEVEN YEARS' Dean picked up the paper and looked at the pictures of a small child and a sickly looking young teen. It took him a moment to recognize who the picture was of, "Oh my God!"

Jo jumped up and yelled, "Your Dads home!"

Dean looked up at her "Shit, Sammy!" he called out before running into the hall to stall his Dad.

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Sam slowly made his way down the hall to his father's office, taking out the tools Dean gave him knowing the door would be locked. He carefully did what Dean taught him to do, and soon he heard the lock click. He opened the door slowly, and took out the pen light Dean had gotten for him. 'Only use for spy stuff' he smiled at how dumb his brother sounded sometimes. He slowly moved towards the filing cabinet where his father kept all his cases involving children. He tried to open the middle drawer forgetting that this was their dad he was talking about. Rolling his eyes at having failed to think of the added security, he slowly started to pick that lock too.

When he got it open he gritted his teeth in annoyance at how unorganized the files were. He sighed as he put the pen light between his teeth and started looking through them. He was about three fourths of the way through the pile when he saw something interesting. It was a file labeled Novak, Castiel; he carefully pulled it out and read the one bellow it. It was labeled Smith, Balthazar; Sam grabbed that one as well before closing the cabinet. He was walking towards the door when he heard Dean in the hallway, 'Dad wait, how was your day?'

'Shit!' Sam thought as he locked the door and looked around the room in panic, 'Dad's home.' Sam thought fast and ran towards the table in the corner of the room that had a vase on it. It had a long table cloth that reach the floor, so he lifted it and crawled underneath holding the files close.

John entered the room and sighed shaking his head before closing the door. He walked over to his desk and sat down, opening his notebook and writing down today's events.

Sam looked down at the files as curiosity ate away at him. He shrugged before opening Castiel's file to read it, as he read his mouth opened wide in shock.

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