A/N: Sorry for the delay! Warning for implied rape this chapter.

Castiel meekly made his way out of the bedroom, still scared of what the owner might be hiding in his personality. He heard rumors of owners that were nice at first, showing the angels a good time and getting them to trust them, only to hurt them even more than they ever thought possible. After feeling so much pain before coming here, Cas was terrified of what Dean might be capable of.

Passing Sam's open door, Cas tensed when he heard his name being called, turning to face him slowly. He stared at the kid that was smiling at him and waving him into the room, taking a few hesitant steps inside.

"I told all my friends about you and how cool you are. What do you like to do? Do you like Tv? Did you have any friends in the place? What were they like? My friends are kind weird but I still like them. There is this girl Jessica that I really like." Sam rambled off from his bed, a smile on his face as he spoke about the girl he liked. He told Castiel to sit at his desk so he walked over, sitting down in the black chair slowly to not hurt himself from the bruises.

"I had a brother." Cas said once Sam stopped talking which must have surprised him because he stared at the angel before smiling, nodding to tell him to go on. "His name was Gabriel, older than me….you would have liked him much more than me if you saw him."

"What happened to him? Is he still there?" Sam asked innocently, moving to sit cross legged on the edge of his bed.

"He...He is in a better place now. A place where he deserves to be." Castiel murmured in a quiet voice, looking down at the carpet. He could see the smile fall from Sam's face at that, nodding somberly which looked strange on the kids face. "Do you and your brother pray at all? Or read?" He asked after a moment with a soft smile on his face, trying to cheer the kid up.

Sam's face brightened at that. "I do but Dean thinks it stupid to pray. Its just like begging he says." He said as he got off the bed and over to a bookshelf that was much bigger than a kid his age should have. Pulling out an old, tattered bible, Sam handed it to the angel before returning to his spot on the bed. "That was my moms. She gave it to Dean and then Dean gave it to me….Our mom is in the same place that Gabriel is in."

Cas smiled again at Sam as he turned the book over in his hands, leafing through the pages slowly. Bibles had been banned in the shelter but it didn't stop the mother angels from reciting passages from it, teaching the children to have faith in a higher place. "Is there another bible somewhere? I do not wish to take this from you." He said softly as he handed back the bible.

"There is one in the library. Do you want me to show you it?" Sam asked and Castiel nodded, getting to his feet and pulling up the too large jeans. They walked down to the library which was on the first floor near the front door, moderately sized and classically decorated, not that Cas would be able to tell. Stepping up on a chair, Sam grabbed a newer looking bible from the top shelf, handing it over to Castiel.

"You can come here whenever you want I guess. Im usually in here too." Sam said as he looked around the room, walking over to one of the chairs. He pulled a book from beside the chair and set it in his lap, acting as though he forgot Castiel was in the room. Sitting down on the floor near where Sam got the book, Castiel put it into his lap as well.

Looking through the pages, Cas read some passages that he remembered to himself in a quiet voice. He had gotten through a few pages by the time Dean walked into the room, seeing the two of them reading.

"Looks like I got two nerds on my hands." Dean joked, walking over to Castiel, seeing the bible and scrunching his face up as if it disgusted him. "Not my choice but whatever." He said quietly before looking to Sam. "Your friend called, Jess? I left her on the mainline phone to get you." Sam all but jumped up from the chair, running out to the living room.

Sitting down as well, Dean looked over the passages he was reading. "You know, my mom always said that angels were watching over me…And I believed her for the longest time until I lost my dad." He said quietly, not looking at Castiel. "I thought it was a stupid idea, heaven and all that. Better live for today right?"

Cas watched him as he spoke, seeing the way his jaw tightened at the mention of his parents. "I-We were raised to believe it. No reason in challenging it." He said in the same tone of voice as Dean, dropping his gaze to the floor. "We live by faith, not sight." He whispered.

"Corinthians 5:7" Dean whispered with a smile, looking over at him which Castiel responded with a confused look. "I was raised on it too….Living by sight is a whole lot better than faith." He shrugged.

Castiel hated to admit it but he found it very…attractive(?) when Dean said the verse he was talking about, making him smile a bit. He closed the book and set it on the floor in front of him, rubbing his hands nervously together in his lap. "When you live a life as mine, you blind yourself from the pain and chose that faith with help you."

Dean paled at the statement, trying not to let his mind jump to what Castiel was saying. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "Now you wont be in pain though. You can live by sight and see the world in a better point of view." He offered up, slightly scared that Cas might do something drastic.

"I will do that when I believe it." He said quietly, looking up at Dean with a look of trust. That moment, Dean knew that he had to show Castiel the better side of life no matter what it cost him.