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Without further ado... 'The Talk' ; D

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Onwards...

Sam bounded up the stairs, a basket in his hands to collect all Gabriel's dirty washing. The angel hadn't spoken to him since the day before, and they hadn't seen hide nor hair of Hannah, the young girl staying away. Perhaps that was for the best.

Sam was about to turn the handle to let himself into the angel's room when Dean's voice called him.

'Sammy! You seen Cas?' Dean sounded worried. Sam poked his head around the corner of the landing, looking at his big brother, who was stood at the bottom of the stairs.

'Are you sure he isn't in the yard?'

'I'll go check.' Dean disappeared.

That's all they needed, thought Sam as he turned back to the door. The littlest angel going missing.

The youngest Winchester stood suddenly when a giggle came from the room in front of him. Sam stood stock still, listening.

'Move your head to the left' came a deeper voice. Another giggle and the sound of lips parting.

Sam took a deep breath and raised his hand to knock on the door, but before he could, he heard bounding footsteps coming up behind him and turned to see his brother and Castiel, who had mud streaked across his face.

Dean looked at the closed door. 'That Gabriel and that girl?' he whispered, grinning.

Sam nodded and raised his hand again and knocked on the door, Dean pushing Cas into his room; they didn't know completely what was going on in that room.

There was a frantic sound of fumbling and a small scream and what sounded like someone falling of a bed.

Sam and Dean entered the room, averting their eyes as the two teenagers tidied themselves up. Gabriel gave them a death glare, Hannah blushing furiously in the corner, her legs drawn up to her chest, her red hair in tangles over her pretty face.

'The hell guys?' Gabriel shouted, standing up and squaring up to Sam, who stood his ground. Gabriel looked much like the adult Gabriel now, only a matter of weeks before he turned back.

'Why don't you back off?' said Sam lowly; he wasn't worried, he was a lot taller than the angel, but didn't want him to get the impression he was intimidating him.

Dean, sensing trouble stepped between them. He poked Gabriel in the chest, pushing him back to sit on the bed. 'You, sit down.' He turned and pushed Sam backwards by his shoulders. 'You, lighten up!'

Sam frowned at him and looked at the young girl, who was watching the scene in bemusement.

'Don't tell my parents' she whispered, looking between the two men. Gabriel jumped in.

'Their not gonna tell anyone.' He stated, looking smugly at the Boys. Dean raised his eyebrows. He went over to the girl and took her by the arm, gently leading her out of the room.

'Call me' she called weakly over her shoulder, as Dean shut the door behind her. He turned back to Gabriel, who crossed his arms and pouted, looking away.

Sam sat on a chair, Dean behind him.

'You didn't think we'd find out?' asked the youngest Winchester.

Gabriel glared at him. 'I didn't know you two were into watching; you could have said- I'd have invited you in.'

Dean stepped in. 'Ok, less of the mouth. We told you, that you weren't to do that up here. Go find something else to do with each other.' Suddenly, Dean stopped, thinking hard.

He stepped backwards, patting Sam on the shoulder. 'I can't rip into him, Sammy. I was the same at his age; worse'

Sam frowned at him and realised he was right. Gabriel smirked at them, leaning backwards.

'Listen, young man' Sam leaned forwards. 'You don't do that in this house, right?' he felt an unfamiliar feeling in his stomach, which he identified as awkwardness. Gabriel grinned.

'You prefer we do it out in the garden?' he looked out the window, imagining it.

Sam grimaced. Oh God no. He fumbled for something to say, failing miserably.

Dean came to his rescue. 'We can't stop you dude. You're old enough to make that decision yourself. But we...I just ask is that you...' he too fumbled for words before adding weakly. 'Do it safely.'

Sam felt himself burn with embarrassment for his brother, who seemed to have stalled to a halt.

Gabriel burst out laughing. 'Do it safely? Is that all you got?' he wiped his eyes, looking between the two men, who stared at him. 'Listen, guys, you two are great dads and all that, but don't go all touchy feely on me!' he stood up and patted both brothers on the shoulders.

'Seriously, we haven't got that far yet...give me a chance!' he laughed, walking out the room.

A dumbstruck silence filled the room. The two Winchesters turned to look at each other, both lost for words. Dean soon found his voice.

'Well.' He said.

'That went well.'

-x-

Castiel walked around outside, pulling his red jacket closer to his body. Almost ten years old, the Boy's reckoned, he hopped up on a brick wall, which bordered Bobby's Salvage Yard, showing the pretty countryside, the sky a light blue. The angel's dark hair flapped around in the breeze and he looked up, smelling the air.

Suddenly, a high sound came floating towards him, like a church choir singing. He looked around in interest, his eyes widening. There was no one around him and it sounded like the voices were travelling in the wind.

'Hello?' he called, ears pricking for an answer. Soon enough, a voice floated across to him, a voice without a face.

'Cas?'

Suddenly, the magic was broken as the little boy turned to see Dean, who enveloped him in a hug, picking him and putting him on his shoulders.

'Whatcha doin', buddy?'

'Listening to the voices' Cas told him, holding onto his ears for balance.

'Voices? What voices?'

'I hear them at night sometimes, when everyone is sleeping. I think it comes from my TV.'

Dean smiled, but inside he was hurting. The angels were interfering already?

'Dean?' Cas gently moved his feet, and Dean looked up. Cas's eyes were filled with tears and Dean stopped walking. He took Cas off his shoulders and sat down, the angel hugging him closely. Dean pressed a kiss into Castiel's hair. The young angel was quiet, polite, considerate, everything he wished he was when he was younger. Much like the adult Cas, Castiel had a knack of saying the wrong thing at the right time, giving the oldest Winchester a good laugh.

'You won't let the voice take me away, would you?' Castiel sounded terrified.

Dean frowned, shocked. He hugged Cas tighter. 'I won't let anything happen to you, Cas.' He felt the angel shaking and he had to fight back his own tears. 'Not ever.'

'The voices say that Gabwiel was a bad boy and they are coming to get me.' He sounded terrified.

'Listen, Cas.' Dean looked him full in the face. 'Nothing is gonna happen to you or Gabe. I won't let it.'

Cas nodded, kissing him on the cheek. Dean grinned.

'Let's go see what Bobby's doing'

'Ok'

Cas took his hand and they both walked back to the house, Dean deep in thought.

If the angel's wanted to take the Castiel and Gabriel they would have a fight on their hands.

And Dean was gonna make sure they would win.

The angel's just can't leave alone, can they? ... more about the interfering angels in later chapters...more cute, funny chapters to come up before! : )

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