May 11th 1975 – Night
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I had forgot how good was to listen to Dean's heartbeats, it was paced and slow. I confess I pinched myself every now and then during the night to check if it was all true. It took me some time to fall asleep, I was afraid that when I wake up I was on my bed and I was a drunken doctor all over again.
"I see you are enjoying your Dean back" Said Gabriel; I was lain on a grass at an empty garden.
"Where am I?" I asked confused, wasn't Dean by my side?
"You are dreaming, Cas" Continued Gabriel chucking "So, remember is a box made of stone, you won't miss it"
"Why you want it?"
"Heaven's want it" Replied him in a suspicious tone "it's part of our plan"
"Plan? Did Dean have to die in your plan?"
"Actually no, it was a dirty trick of one little demon"
"So If I don't give you the box he'll have it?"
"Yes, Cas… It's important that you don't open it, this box must be delivered just to me"
"And if I refuse?" I asked, Gabriel was acting too suspicious even for an angel, I was betting too much I know, but I would not live knowing that I hurt someone to get Dean back.
"Then you go back to be a drunken doctor on the future…" Gabriel smiled devilish, I trembled, I can't lose Dean again "So, are you going to get us the box?"
"Y-yes" I stammered, then I wake up, Dean was kissing my forehead "Good morning"
"Good morning, Cas" He said a little worried "Did you have any nightmares tonight?"
"No… Actually I did" I said embracing him, I must had looked pathetic "I'm sorry, I'm behaving like a child"
"No, you are not" Said Dean smiling and holding my chin "I like to see this side of you"
"Do you?" Dean was such a nice guy; I couldn't believe we are together.
"Yes, Cas… " He chucked softly and kissed me on my cheek lightly grabbing my arm "I love you"
"I Love you too" This was the first time Dean said he loved me, I felt everything I was about to do was worthy of doing, even if I was lying and stealing, why people in love are such fools?
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May 12th 1975 – Afternoon
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Morning came fast and went faster, I worked harder that day; must confess that all I wanted was to forget that I needed to pay a house call at John's house and steal an artifact. While grabbing my things I noted how this town was so grey, the war took its toll at this place; how many soldiers didn't come home like Dean? I wonder where Sam is now. It seems like something is blocking my memories from this time, like a hand keep pushing my memories away from my mind.
I walked to John's house and knocked, he opened it with a smile:
"Cas! Come on in" I walked in and the house was clean still, I remember well the mess it used to be, but not today
"Was Ellen here?" I laughed
"Yes, she and her daughter… Jo" He said embarrassed while sitting on the couch "Ok, what you need to know about my heath condition?"
"Well…" I said sitting on the couch too and taking my pen and papers to take notes "How much do you sleep?"
"8 hours/day"
"Do you eat three meals/day ?"
"Yes, sir"
"Do you Exercise?"
"Yes, I jog"
"Ok, John, are you feeling anything strange lately?"
"No, I'm really fine"
"Ok, don't forget to breathe flesh air; it isn't good to stay home all the time"
"I got that, doctor" He said smiling, I knew John liked me to be his doctor; he was a stubborn old man, but he was an amazing father figure. Well, at least Dean told me so. I had no reason to not believe that;
"So tomorrow you need to go to the hospital, you have an appointment" I said putting away my notebook, John nodded
"So how is life with Dean doing?" I laughed, did John know about us?
"Good actually" He chucked "He helps me maintaining the house"
"Yeah, Dean is a good kid"
"Kid?"
"Well, man…" John smiled and ran his hand through his hair turning grey "Times goes by too quickly those days"
"You can say that again" We both laughed and there was silence "Any news about Sam?"
"He sent me a letter…" John took a paper off his pocket and showed me "Sam is almost finishing his graduation, he is dating this blonde girl… forgot her name"
"Oh! That's good" I was kind of worried about Sam. We used to have those long talks about books and movies, but now we barely send each other's letters. "I'll send him a letter, I miss Sam here, it's been already a year"
"Yeah me too, my boys are men now… Soon they won't need this old man here" John said it in a way that made me wonder, is he depressed? I smiled and padded him in the shoulder
"Well, you'll need to help raise your grandsons then" John smiled and I could see a little hope there "I'll come after tomorrow to check up on you" I said looking around, where was this stone box?
"Thank you, Castiel" I stood up and shook John's hand, I knew the faster I get that stone box the faster I could stop worry about Dean and me.
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May 12th 1975 – Night
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"You are awfully quiet today" Whispered Dean with a smile, I looked at his face, he was laid on the bed
"Sorry, I'm just trying to figure out something" I took my boots off and sat on the bed, Dean didn't move a muscle, I smiled "What is it?"
"You look cute when you are thinking" He smiled
"Hun…. Thanks?"
"Come on Cas" He said embracing me and dragging me to the bed, I laid my head upon his chest; it was a strange and familiar feeling to listen again him breathing
"Thank you" I whispered, Dean laughed softly;
"Why?"
"You always cheer me up" Closing my eyes I could feel his hand on my hair, messing with it; like he always did when he thought something was silly. I know, it was a silly thing to say, but I couldn't help myself.
"I know… What would you do without me?" While grabbing his hand and kissing it, I knew the answer… Drink a lot.