May 13th 1975 – Morning

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The morning light was shining through the curtains, lighting up the whole room in a bluish fashion.

"Dean?" I said in hoarse voice, I could feel his finger on my lips

"Shhhh"

"Dean?" I repeated now seeing him with a smile "What… Are you doing?"

"Hun… Cuddling?" I laughed while standing up; seeing Dean in just pants I realized he was serious about it "Seriously?"

"Yeah… I though you liked those sort of things" He continued embarrassed putting his t shirt on

"I'm not a girl, Dean" I laughed again, Dean blushed and smiled. "Come here" I embraced him kissing his earlobe "You don't need to do stuff because you think I'll like it"

"I g-got that" He stammered, I knew it was his weak spot, I bit it lightly "C-Cas" He sweated

"Now…" I chucked and yawned "I need to work"

"Ok" Said Dean with a pillow on his crotch "Y-you do… That"

"What's wrong?" I knew what was wrong, but it made Dean blush even more

"You gave me a boner, smartass" He said embarrassed "This is not funny Cas"

"Sorry, honey" I laughed while leaving the room. Dean sometimes behaved just like a child.

"Hey don't honey me" He said following me, his hands reached my shoulder and I turned around. Dean was smiling again, I knew that smile. "Didn't you tease me enough?"

"What?! Do you want to do it now?"

"Why not?"

"I need to work, Dean"

"You always need to work" Dean whispered in my ears, his hands ran through my arms until he reached mine, raising it he kissed the back of my hands "Stay here, Cas"

"I can't…" I said remembering what Gabriel said, I was supposed to get the stone box, John was going to the hospital, it was the perfect time to get in and out his house with the box "There's something I need to do…"

"What's wrong with you lately?" Dean sounded worried not upset, it gave me a strange feeling when he looked right into my eyes, and it was like he could read my thoughts

"What you mean?"

"You 'been avoiding my advances for quite a time now… Cas" I must confess, it wasn't intentional

"Dean" I smiled and kissed him lightly on the lips "Trust me, please"

Dean nodded and turned back to the bedroom "See you by night, then?"

"Yes, I promise I won't be late"

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May 13th 1975 – Afternoon

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I used John's spare key to unlock the back door; I didn't remember there was a library at his house; a vast and tall bookshelf cut the room in half. I made my way around it and found it, a stone box full of carvings.

"That's quite a box" I said to myself, while running my fingers in the carvings. It was a strange language, I wondered why Gabriel needed that and for what.

"Castiel? What are you doing here?" I turned my back and John was standing there with a shotgun in hands ready to shoot me.

"S-sorry" I said putting my hands up in the air, I didn't know John's had a gun. He was confused, like he expected somebody else. "John please, put the gun down"

John putted his gun down and threw some water at me

"John, what the hell you are doing?"

"You aren't possessing Castiel then" He continued like it was some kind of ritual "Who told you I had this stone box?"

"Nobody" I feigned ignorance, trying to convince John that I just wondered there, but my mind went blank I couldn't make up an excuse for being there

"Castiel, son" Said John disappointed, he knew I was sent there, somehow he could read me, just like Dean could. "Do you know what is inside that box?"

"No" I said curious "What is inside it?"

"An angel's grace"

"What is it?"

"It's some kind of energy from an angel, it gives them power"

"Why would another angel want that?" I let it slip and John's eyes went wide, he smiled and I sweated.

"An angel asked you to bring that box to him?" Asked John now laughing "Gabriel… Wait was Michael this time?"

"It was Gabriel…" I replied ashamed "I had to do it…"

"Why did he promise you? Power, everlasting life, money was it?" I trembled, how could I tell him that I was in love with his son, that I did it all because I could save Dean's life?

"I did to save the life of somebody"

"Anna?" John asked resting his hand on my shoulder, I nodded in meek way, He smiled and embraced me "Son, you should've come to me for help"

"I thought you wouldn't believe me" I cried, I realized now I was betraying John's trust by stealing that box "An angel just showing up and proposing a bargain isn't something people believe at first"

"Did he tell you why he wanted that box?" Asked John looking right into my eyes

"No, he just told me to not open it… Can they hear us?"

"No, this place is angel proof" Said John locking the back door again "You should not speak of any of this out of this room"

"What do will we do?"

"I need to think Cas… Last time it didn't end up well"

"What happened last time? How do you know all of this about angels?" I asked confused and curious, John scratched the top of his head and lit a cigarette.

"I'm man of letters, son" I made a confused face "It means my family for generations knows about these creatures, angels and demons…" He paused to puff the smoke out and sat on a chair close to him "We are the protectors of the secret knowledge…"

"Does Dean…?"

"No, He doesn't know…" Said John relieved "This cursed fate ends with me…"

"Why is a curse?"

"You don't know how many things I had to kill, once the supernatural world touches you, it leaves a mark… it never lets you go" John looked tired, now I knew why he didn't want to go to the hospital; he must've been guarding this box for a while now. "I'm glad I could keep it away from my boys"

"John… I'm sorry…"

"It's ok, Castiel" He said smiling "You are a nice kid, go home and rest… I'll go to your place and we'll talk about it when I came up with a plan"

"Thank you, John"