Author: The Wayward Angel
Story: Driving Lessons
Word Count: 625
Chapter: 2/2
Pairings: None
Spoilers: None
Trigger Warnings: None
Summary: Dean teaches Sam to drive because John's not there. Later in life he teaches Castiel to drive because he's the best instructor the angel can get.
Disclaimer: Nothing is mine

AN: Based on the prompt my friend gave me "Older sibling teaches a younger sibling to drive" and the second prompt "Dean teaches Cas to drive". Well I'm gonna do my best.

Unbeta'd. All mistakes are mine. Please feel free to point out any grammatical or spelling errors.

Driving Lessons – Castiel

It seemed fitting that many years after Sam's first driving lesson, they were back at Bobby's and this time behind the wheel was a squinty eyed angel in place of Dean's baby brother. "Right, so, this won't be too hard. We're gonna start with an automatic." Dean said, already buckling his seatbelt.

Cas slowly nodded, his fingers white-knuckled on the steering wheel. This truck was different from the one Sam learned to drive in, newer and decidedly not a hunk of junk on wheels. Cas stared at Dean and took the keys from the hunter's hand.

"Right so just put the keys in the ignition and turn on the engine."

"Right." Cas mumbled in reply, putting the key in the ignition turning the key. The engine rumbled to life and Cas let out a breath.

"Relax, you're not gonna kill us." Dean chuckled, "Now, this is your gear shift. Since it's an automatic you just need to focus on park, reverse, neutral, and drive. You're in park now, you go reverse to back up, and drive to go forward. Don't worry about neutral right now. These-" he reached over a poked the stick to the left, "are your lights and your turn signals."

Cas nodded, "Yes, okay. Gear shift, lights, and signals."

"Right." Dean nodded, "Now your brake is the pedal on the left that horizontal, and your gas is the pedal on the right that's vertical. Got that?"

"Yes." Cas replied.

"Great, now put your foot on the brake and put the truck in drive."

Cas peeked down at the pedals and pressed down on the brake. He put the truck into drive and looked at Dean.

"Okay, now move your foot to the gas and give it a little press."

Cas hesitated for a moment before moving his foot over. The truck lurched forward and Cas pulled his foot off the gas a little, letting the truck calm back into a steady roll.

"Good, that's good. Now go straight for a bit and we'll take that turn up on the left."

"Alright, Dean." Cas said, still gripping the wheel tightly, leaning forward a bit.

Dean pressed his hand to Cas' chest, pushing him back against the seat before tapping his hands lightly, "Relax." He reminded the angel.

Cas' grip stopped strangling the wheel. At the turn, Cas turned a little too sharp and there was a slight squeal from the wheels.

"On turns you need to remember, brake toward the beginning, let off, then gas in the middle. Not bad though." Dean said and the angel nodded.

Cas drove down the road a ways and then back. Dean showed him how to park and reverse, which Cas found was a little difficult remembering which way to turn the wheel, but he managed. He parked back behind Bobby's house and turned the truck off, handing Dean the keys. "Did I do well?" Cas asked.

"Yeah, you did fine." Dean replied with a tiny grin, "You'll be a regular Dale Earnhardt in no time."

Cas blinked, "I don't understand that reference."

Dean shook his head, "I know, I know. Come one, let's go inside."

End