Hi!
So, I think my updating speed is every 2 days, which I hope is quick enough for you all!
A cute chapter, this one. I hope you enjoy this...there'll be a continuation from this one...but it's not the strong plot I said last chapter...that's still to come! : )
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Enjoy!
Onwards...
'Gabriel, will you come indoors please?'
'Five more minutes!'
'No, now!'
'In a minute!'
Sam groaned and stood up, the chair scraping as he stepped backwards. Gabriel seemed to be fast approaching the terrible teens and Sam was almost at the end of his tether. If the archangel wasn't leaving all his dirty washing around the house, he was spending almost an hour in the shower. If he wasn't sitting in the chair sulking all day, he was staying out until it was past darkness. Sam was getting sick of it.
He walked outside and stood at the doorway, watching Gabriel doing wheelies on his bike. Bobby had seen that the archangel had fast outgrown his old bike, so he pawned it in and bought a new, bigger one. Gabriel would spend all day on it if he could.
'Gabriel, would you come in and tidy your room!' shouted Sam, arms crossed.
Gabriel gave him his infamous pout and stopped the bike, throwing it to the ground in a tantrum.
'You're boring!' he grunted, hitting Sam's shoulder when he walked past.
'And now you can stay in your room until dinner!' Sam turned around and smirked as Gabriel shook his head and ignored him, stomping up the stairs.
'Aw, Sammy!' Dean grinned from the floor, where he was doing a puzzle with Castiel. 'Is the big bad teenager giving you the runaround?' he smiled, ducking when Sam threw an apple at him from the bowl on the kitchen table.
'You wait' Sam warned him, sitting down heavily. 'You've still got all this to come!' he pointed at Cas, who beamed at him, looking positively angelic.
'I welcome it!' Dean held his arms open. 'King me!'
Cas looked up at him from the checkers board. 'You cheated!' he cried, pouting.
'I did not!' Dean replied, indignant. He looked down at the board and grinned.
'You did!' Cas yelled, launching himself off the ground, straight into Dean's arms. Dean laughed and rolled backwards, ticking the seven year old into submission.
'Will you two stop shouting!' yelled the twelve year old from upstairs, the bangs indicating he was stomping on his bedroom floor.
'Gabe's in a bad moody' giggled Cas, looking up at the ceiling.
'He is' agreed Dean. He sat up, the seven year old sitting cross legged in front of him.
'You wanna go into town? Go get a pizza?'
'Yay!' Cas leapt up and grabbed his shoes.
'You don't mind do you, Sammy?' asked Dean, pulling his jacket on.
Sam looked sourly at him. 'No, go ahead! Leave me with the hormonally unbalanced semi child!'
Dean exploded with laughter. '"Semi child"?'
Sam flapped his hand. 'Well, he's not quite a child and not quite a teenager- that makes him a semi child.'
Dean ruffled Cas' hair. 'Whatever, Sam.'
'See ya later!'
-x-
'What will you be having?'
'I want chips!'
Dean looked at Castiel, who was bobbing up and down in his seat. 'Chips!'
'Why don't you have something else for a change?'
'Like what?'
'I dunno.' Dean shrugged, looking at the menu. 'We're in an Italian restaurant. How about spaghetti?'
Cas bit his lip, looking up at the smiling waitress. 'I might try some pasta.' He mused. He looked back at Dean, blue eyes shining. 'Can I have some chips with that?'
'Sure' grinned Dean. He smiled up at the beautiful waitress, who was giving him the eye. He looked closely at her precariously placed name tag. 'Helen' he smiled. 'I'll have the pepperoni pizza please.'
'Sure thing, honey.'
She moved off and Dean followed her disappearing into the kitchen with his eyes. He turned back round and looked sheepishly at Cas, who shook his head, grinning.
'You like her' the angel grinned, putting his elbows on the table.
'Nah!' Dean grinned, sitting backwards. 'I was just looking.'
'Gabriel was looking.'
'Huh?' Dean leaned forwards again. Kids these days, he thought.
Cas nodded, sucking at his straw, sucking up his bubblegum flavoured pop. 'The girls in town were walking past and Gabriel was looking like you just did. They smiled and walked off.'
He grinned and looked down. 'Gabriel was embarrassed.'
'Huh.' Dean smiled to himself. It looked like he'll have to be having words with the young archangel.
'You spaghetti bolognaise.' The waitress was back. 'And your pizza.' She bent down even further, displaying her assets. 'And my number.'
Cas watched her with a small, shy grin on his face. 'Dean likes you' he stated, looking between the two adults.
Dean glared at him, before looking sheepishly up at Helen, who blushed and giggled.
'You son's so cute!' she squealed, walking away, still smiling. 'Call me'
Dean looked at Cas, who grinned up at him.
'Well you do' Cas sing songed, stabbing at his spaghetti. He spun a large amount on his fork and raised it into the air, watching it unwind in wonder. It flicked upwards, sending a spray of sauce into the angel's face. He giggled and opened his mouth wide, chewing happily on the soft pasta.
He picked up the next bit up in his finger, letting the sauce drip down his hand. He stuck one end in his mouth, and, as Dean watched with a grin on his face, sucked it up like on big long snake. Right at the end, the last bit flicked up hard, coming up and hitting him on the end of the nose. The angel blinked and rubbed his nose, grinning like a Cheshire Cat.
Dean grinned and took a slice of his pizza, content in watching the angel eat his pasta. He could spend hours watching Castiel; he was much more reserved than Sam was or Gabriel is now. He liked that.
Finally, they both finished their meals and Dean paid, walking outside with Cas, who jumped up and down and grabbed the car door. Suddenly, he let out a big sneeze, eyes watering.
'Bless you' Dean took out a tissue and wiped his nose. 'I hope your not coming down with a cold!'
'Me too' sniffed Cas, opening the Impala and settling in shotgun.
Dean grinned, got in the car and drove back to Bobby's.
-x-
Gabriel was sat at the kitchen table, rifling through Sam's music. 'You've got a girls IPod.' He told the youngest Winchester, who glared at him.
'It's not a girls Ipod.' He said, moving over to sit next to the archangel.
'Listen to this.' Gabriel seemed in a good mood, for once and Sam took the IPod without thinking. He put the earphones in his ears and press play.
'Whoa!' he jumped back in shock when a guitar rift so loud it could be heard in the next state thundered into his head.
Gabriel roared with laughter, clapping his hands. 'Should have seen your face!' he grinned, standing up.
'It wasn't funny' moaned Sam, rubbing his ears. 'Finally!'
Dean and Cas came clattering through the door, laughing hysterically.
Suddenly, Cas sneezed again, his nose running.'
Dean looked at him and smiled, drawing the angel into his arms. 'Bedtime, little man.' He said softly, nodding at Sam and taking him upstairs. He was surprised when Gabriel followed him up.
'Are you ok, Cassie?' he asked, using the nickname he always did when talking to his little brother.
Cas held his arms out and Gabriel hugged him, pulling him close. The 12 year old smiled at the 7 year old in his arms, who snuggled closer, wiping his nose on his brother's shoulder and grinning when Gabe looked down at him.
'Goodnight, Cassie. Hope you feel better soon'
Dean ruffled Gabriel's hair, who looked at him with a frown, skulking out the door.
Dean looked down at the little angel, who was beginning to shiver. He sat on the bed and drew him into his arms, the angel melting around him.
'My head hurts.'
'I know, little man. Go to sleep.' Dean rocked him, setting him off to sleep. Soon, the angel was snoozing in his arms, and Dean ran his fingers through his hair.
'Goodnight, Cas.' He whispered.
'You'll feel better in the morning.'
Aw...a little bit of sick Castiel and caring Dean to come... : )
Hope you enjoyed that...there will be a lot more of teenage Gabriel to come, don't worry- I've got things up my sleeves!
And thinking about that...anyone with any suggestion, a little scenario you want to see, review and let me know!
Thanks for reading,
Luckypixi
xxxxx
