CHAPTER 2

He woke when the morning sun hit him in the face, he grunted, mumbling, still sleepy and turned around covering himself with the blankets so the sunlight wouldn't hit him. With a deep sight he finally opened his eyes, Anna and Adam where in the garden, laughing and talking very loud, playing and having fun.

He woke up reluctantly, sitting on the bed, and looked around ... Then he remembered what happened last night, that weird and crazy dream about a man dressed in black.

Before going into the shower he went to look trough the window, apparently it had snowed during the night, and Anna and Adam were building snowman's.

After his shower he went down, it was relatively late and he was hungry so he took some oat meal, milk, and taking a mug he served himself some coffee, humming a song that came to his mind when suddenly he jumped as he saw Crowley by the corner of his eye.

He spilled some coffee and cringed, leaving the mug and coffee jar in the kitchen's countertop.

"Damn ..." He closed his eyes and cursed, cleaning his hand with a cloth "So... It wasn't a dream... Not a stroke"

"Aren't you smart?" Chocked Crowley.

Cas rolled his eyes and added some milk and sugar to his coffee, even forgetting about his oat meal and milk, he was just so... Irritated at this moment just to think of eating.

"Well I see it's true"

"What is true?" Asked Cas.

"That virgins are like angry all time..."

"Hey shut up!" Snapped Cas "I'm a virgin and what with that?" He growled desperately.

The demon laughed amused with his reaction "Okay... We have to do something about it then" He said "You need your boy, as soon as possible, before you go completely mad"

"He's not my boy" Snapped Cas "And I'm not mad, I didn't even care about it until you appeared here, so you can go and find another... Virgin loser to have fun with"

"And as I saw you're not putting too much effort into it..." Continued Crowley "I found him myself..." The Demon smiled as he caught Castiel's attention "He's here... In Vancouver"

Cas looked at Crowley "Here?" He repeated, with the perplexity reflected in his face.

"He works in the pub... You know... The Road House"

Hearing that Castiel stared at him, somewhat ... Disappointed maybe. It was true he left the city and didn't came back until then, but he thought they were friends... And if Dean has always been there, then why he stopped talking to him?...

"Disappointed? Excited? "Asked Crowley.

"Surprised" Castiel answered reluctantly.

The demon chuckled "Oh come on! You're not happy with anything!" Said Crowley bothered "You'll see, he's changed since that summer... he's now much more... Big... And manly and... I'm sure you'll like him even more..."

"As if you knew my likes" Said Cas.

"Hey Cas! Wanna come out?" Asked Anna, who just walked inside the kitchen "We're making snow angels, and Gabriel has made Nick into a snowman and... Who were you talking about?" She asked looking around "Are you friends again with your imaginary friend... What was it's name?"

Crowley wasn't there any more, he disappeared, again, not letting him say no, as always.

"I don't remember" Castiel replied dryly.

Anna laughed "Ookay... Then you're coming or...?"

"Nope" Cas shook his head "I'm going to take a walk and then read or something" It was just twelve in the morning.

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He was dressed in jeans and a plaid shirt, feeling somewhat ridiculous standing there, in the middle of all people, in front of the pub's door. Some motorists there looked at him, and he just stared at the door, still wondering whether to come in or not.

This pub was there since he arrived to the city when he was a kid, he remembered walking near there and look at it like if was something prohibited or something like that, and now that he was old enough to come in, he was standing in front of the door like an idiot.

It wasn't a dive, but it wasn't like the actual night clubs, it was a bar, with rock music, beers, pool tables, and a neon sign with the name of the pub always lighting on and off. People was in and out the pub.

He just remembered that Dean was a real fan of rock music, and remembered the smile on his lips as he talked with him about his favourite songs. Dean always said to him that what he wanted was to repair his dad's impala, and drive tough the states with his little brother Sam.

"No wonder why people think you're so weird," said Crowley, that was at his side watching the scene "Here you are, standing here for almost ten minutes, looking around ..."

Cas sighed "I said I didn't wanted to come"

"And I told you that I don't care" Crowley was tired of his punishment, so he was to help Cas whether if he wanted or not...

Finally he decided to walk in, following a group of people who looked at him awkwardly.

The music was rather loud, and there was a lot of people. He looked around. Crowley told him that Dean was working there, but he didn't saw him in the bar nor between the people

He felt stupid there.

"Hello sweetheart, how can I help ya?" Asked a blonde and good looking waitress looking at him.

Cas stared at her, silently, and Crowley rolled his eyes "Beer"

"Beer" Cas repeated, like an automaton.

"And a shot, love"

"And a shot, love" repeated Cas, the girl smiled and walked away, then Cas flushed "Love? It sounded so... So... So Gabriel!" He said looking at Crowley "Why have you made me say that?"

"Hey loser don't talk to me like if I had obliged you or something" Said Crowley rather offended "You needed help, I gave you help, you took it, end of the story"

"Just try to shut up, jerk" Snapped Cas.

A guys sitting here turned to look at him, Cas looked up and smiled a little "I... I wasn't talking to you, man" He said lifting his hands a little, Crowley giggled amused.

The guy was pretty scary with all those tattoos and angry face.

Finally he woke up nervously, thinking that the misunderstanding could provoke a stupid fight, so he decided just to leave, as he turned he bumped with the waitress and the next he felt was the beer wetting his plaid shirt and his jacket.

He heard some laughs and even Crowley was laughing at him.

"Are you alright?" Asked the girl.

Cas nodded "Yes, yes, don't worry it was my fault"

"Come on I'll give you something to clean it a little"

He was going to say no and just leave, but she insisted.

Crowley smiled as they walked with the girl into the employees room "Take off your jacked, I'll be right back" She said.

"Woah... Do you remember who's you goal right?"

Crowley kept talking, trying to annoy Cas until he just turned around and looked at the demon "Leave me alone, oh my god, shut up" He almost hissed.

The demon's smile widened and looked at the door.

"I haven't started yet" Said a playfully voice.

Cas closed his eyes, and taking a deep breath he turned to look at who was standing in front of the door, looking at him with his cheeky and nice smile. After all this time and he smiled the same...

God... He was really into him... Really, really into him...

"I wasn't talking..." Said Cas "I mean I was talking... But not talking to you..." Added, mumbling nervously and rapidly.

Dean laughed a little "I see that smelling beer is even worse than drinking it..." He joked.

Cas looked like a deer blinded by the lights of a car, he caught the joke but he was just so overwhelmed that he just could... Mumble something at first. "Yes..." He said finally blinking a little.

The waiter laughed, thinking that he was so funny, in a good way, and cute, in a even more good way. Cas's face was familiar to him but he just couldn't remember. And he was just... Well he didn't looked like any of the other man in the pub, he had no tattoos, he wasn't wearing leather and he was completely sure he wasn't from a gang.

In fact compared to everyone else there, Cas was like a fish out of water.

"I don't have anything to clean the spot, you sold go home and put the shirt on the washer" Said Dean grinning "But... I brought you this..." He handed Cas a promotional shirt of the pub.

"This is what I call subliminal advertising" Said Cas laughing a little.

Dean grinned "It's a good plan isn't it?"

"This means I can keep it?"

"Of course... Bring it with you always, this will give us more customers" Dean said smiling.

Cas wasn't sure if he was flirting or just trying to be nice, but every time he smiled Cas felt a tingling running trough his skin "Thank you"

"It should be me who thanks you, for the publicity..." Dean grinned and his eyes scanned Cas "I have the feeling that I know you..."

Crowley that had been gone all time, or at least with his mouth shut, finally came in again.

"My name is Cas" said Crowley smiling, telling Cas what to say and do "Oh come on you little..." He bit his tongue not to say something inappropriate "Tell him your freaking name you loser!"

"No ...!" Exclaimed Cas suddenly.

"No?" Asked Dean.

"Say it idiot! My name is Castiel, I'm the guy who had a crush on you an entire summer" Crowley said laughing "What an idiot are you!"

Crowley didn't stopped bashing not until Cas finally exploded "Cas... I'm Cas okay?"

Dean blinked and laughed, he laughed for a few seconds looking at the guy in front of him "Of course you are Cas..." He said "I knew, I knew you we're really familiar to me... Look at you... You so... Grow up..."

Blushing nodded "Thanks?" What kind of compliment was that?. "You too are more... Grow up ..." Replied in a somewhat sarcastic tone.

That amused Dean "I mean that you look different, I remember you we're small and really thin, and now you are... Not small... Not thin..." He grinned "You look good" Dean smiled "Nick didn't told me you were coming... I help him sometimes in the church and in the social center... With the kids with problems and... You know..."

"Ohhh seee he told you you look good!"

"I arrived yesterday... I'll be here... For a couple of weeks, you know... Christmas..."

"Oh thats good" Said Dean "Family time uh?" He laughed.

Cas nodded "I guess so..." He shrugged.

"Make sure you come back again here, we could... Have a few drinks and remember old times you know, I have some photos..."

"Uhhh ... see Cas? Want to remember old times ... "said Crowley.

Cas gave Crowley a dirty look "Sure... I'll try..."

Then the door opened suddenly, the waitress was looking at them "Dean! Dean come and help! Alister's gang is here and they're driving me nuts!" She said "Oh and Bobby's here too, looking for you"

Dean nodded "Okay okay... Give me a sec" Dean laughed rolling his eyes "I have to come back to work..." He sighed "But come over when you want, as I said we can have some drinks and... Talk, you have a lot to tell me" He smiled.

Cas nodded.

"And remember, bring your shirt everywhere" Dean winked at Cas before leaving to the pub, and Cas just stood there... Amazed.

"Well I think that went pretty well ..." said Crowley.

"Well?" Cas asked, and walked out there, using the back door that lead him to the alley next to the pub.

"It didn't?" Crowley said "He remembers you and invited you to have some drinks... And remember old times..."

"That proves nothing ..."

"Bloody hell!" Snapped Crowley yelling at Cas "What did you expected? That he was going to take you and kiss you deeply and tell you he loved you?!" Asked the man "Wake up! This is not one of those stupid... Books about gay romantics you read"

"Have you been looking at my ebook?" Asked Cas with his eyes widened. He shook his head "Of course I don't think that but... I know he doesn't likes me!"

"I... I can't with you..." Said Crowley loosing his patience. He was listening to Cas's speech about why Dean couldn't like him, but he just decided to leave him alone, of he will end up sending him to Alaska or whatever.

"... Are you listening?" Asked Cas after all his speech, and cursed as he noticed that Crowley wasn't there any more "You... Fucking... Fairy godfather..." He grunted.

Taking a big and deep breath he looked up at the sky and then noticed he was gripping the shirt in his hand, looking down at it he smiled softly and just decided to come back home.

From the front door, Dean spotted him walking down the street and smiled too.

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