A/N: Hey guys! I might not be able to write much for this story until the end of the month (sorry). I decided it would be good for me to participate in Camp NaNoWriMo, so I'm writing a fanfic in a month there. I'm also posting it here (Family Dinners), and if you want, feel free to read and review.

I feel like I don't say it enough. Thank you for reading this story and review it. For the french guest user you're welcome. I feel like I should show you that I like the fact that you take time to write to me, so I should do the same with you. ^^

Oh! One more thing! If anyone here is talented and wants to draw some fanart, feel free to submit it to my tumblr blowing-dean, since I suck at drawing it would be awesome if anyone decided to provide fanart for this story!

Chapter 28 – Movie Evening

"What the fuck?! This can't be right!" Dean said as he closed the book.

During the whole week, every night after John passed out, Dean would take Pride and Prejudice from under his pillow and read it. On the first night he simply turned the lights on, but Sam said he couldn't sleep with the light in his face, so Dean sat by his window instead. The window was a bit like Wendy's from Peter Pan, and Dean sat next to it with his back against the wall, using the moonlight to illuminate the words on his page. For the first two nights, Dean was convinced that Castiel really was Mr. Darcy… An arrogant man who thought he was better than everyone else… His pride was his weak spot. But as he got half-way through the story, Dean wasn't so sure… Cas said he was Mr. Darcy, and that Dean thought he was Wickham… He only understood it as he got to the part where Elizabeth goes to Charlotte's house, and by the end of the night Dean was more confused than ever. The mystery started to disappear and he started to understand all the little details about Mr. Darcy. And now, after reading every night until 3 am, Dean wasn't sure he understood it right. So, Mr. Darcy was actually a good guy, and Wickham was –as Charlie had put it- the biggest douche ever!

Once he finished the book, Dean could see why Charlie said that Mr. Darcy was every girl's fantasy, the guy was really dreamy… Dean would admit that… But Castiel's words… "I'm not like Wickham… I am much more similar to Mr. Darcy… But then again, how would you know that?" The words continued to plague his mind. What could he have meat? Dean's mind focused on Darcy's letter to Elizabeth, and tried to understand the content. When Darcy explained everything to Lizzie, he told her about what he did. How he saved his sister and how awful Wickham is. That was what made Dean frown.

"What the hell could Cas mean by that?" He whispered to himself. Taking a glance at his phone, Dean checked the time. It was so much easier now; his hands were much better and he could actually grab things without howling in pain. He could close his hands, hold things-even write! The only problem was that they weren't good enough yet. Bobby told him to make sure his hands were healed before he was allowed under the hood of any car. Benny told him to keep running and to practice his stance in front of the punching bag. One or two times, he even got Gabriel to help him –Gabe was the punching bag.

During school hours, Gabe was always trying to spend time with him, asking him questions about Sam. Those two had become fast best friends, Dean concluded, after lengthy conversations with Gabriel concerning his brother. There was no way Gabriel would be helping him out this much if it wasn't for Sam. Gabriel was always bouncing around him asking Dean about Sam's embarrassing moments, Sam's favorite dishes, Sam's… everything. When he wasn't asking questions, Gabriel would ramble about what he was planning to do: he wanted to watch a movie with both him and Sam, at his house. Dean wasn't sure about that-it was one thing that Sam had gone to the Novak's…another was him. He had no reason to be there. Sam and Gabe were pretty close and what would he do? Be the third wheel? Dean knew pretty much that Sam had a crush on Gabriel. The way Sam behaved at home was similar to the other teen. Sam knew that Gabe was spending almost every free period with Dean, so he was always asking about him. Or it was simply Gabe said that… or Gabe likes to… Dean liked to think his brother wasn't aware of how much he liked Gabriel just yet. The idea soothed him. He didn't want to have the talk with Gabriel, and he was sure Gabriel wouldn't want it too. Dean was very protective and Sam was his baby brother. Gabe already knew that if anything happened to Sam, Dean would end him. Dean smiled thinking about how those two idiots ended up being best friends. Maybe going to Gabe's place wasn't that bad… He could… Hmm… Hang out with his brothers? No way in hell… Balthazar, I don't even know the guy… And Cas, I'm not ready to be alone with him again.

His mind focused on Castiel once more and he sighed. Another thing that Dean didn't understand was Cas's hair. What the hell crossed Castiel's mind to make him dye his hair? Is he trying to prove he is badass? Did he lose a bet or something? It was not like Dean didn't like the way Castiel looked, in fact, Dean thought Castiel looked hot with his hair dyed like that… Dean just couldn't understand what caused such a radical change. I really wanted to ask him, but he looked like he was busy, and I still don't know what he meant with being like Darcy! AHHH! Dean looked at the book in his hands. It was getting late, but his mind couldn't rest. The room was so silent that Dean could hear the wheels turning in his head.

What could he mean? Was he saying that he is a proud person? Well, that much is already obvious. What about not being Wickham? No, that can't be it… It has to be something else… Mentally, Dean drew a line and started to put together all he knew about both Wickham and Darcy. Wickham is a vile person, his pretends he is perfect and tries to get on everyone's good side. Now, Darcy… Darcy is a proud person. He lets everyone believe he is one thing when the truth is precisely the opposite. Darcy pretends that he hates just about everything, when he simply doesn't feel comfortable around people he doesn't know… Darcy tries to help those he cares about and he won't take a no for an answer, he tries to understand what's wrong and how to solve the problem. After that mental exercise, Dean finds it easier to associate Castiel with Darcy. All he knew about Castiel was that he wanted to find out what happened to Dean and that he wouldn't take a 'no' for an answer. But that was it. That was all he could find that matched Darcy. For once, Dean wished he knew everything; it would be so much easier if he had all the facts! But he didn't, so he needed to find out by himself. The part of Cas that Dean thought was like Wickham was about how he got everyone to think he was practically god-he wouldn't be King with everyone's undying adoration if he wasn't, right?- and that made him pretty popular. Like Wickham. And in addition to that-he'd even managed to have that effect on Dean!

Everything was so confusing. Such was the life of a troubled teen. He knew he needed to understand Castiel better; his mind was telling him to seek him out and get the answers, whilst the other was reluctant and questioning. Cas had been trying to be nice to him. Every day, he would get at least a "Hello, Dean" from Castiel; that was what made it all harder. WHAT DOES IT MEAN?! Dean's head was screaming by that point. He sighed and looked out of the window, his eyes searching the ground as they had many times before. When everything got too complicated, Dean liked to think he could end it all. It gave him reassurance that he could simply jump and end all of his problems, but Sam was what made him continue. John would be merciless with Sam –especially since Sam was starting to get on his rebellious phase. John would be even worse to Sam than he was with Dean, and Dean wasn't gonna let his little brother get hurt like that… Not ever.

His eyes searched for Sam's form. The boy was asleep, the image of peace. Dean smiled. His brother was always the most important thing in his world. Not having anyone else to calm him down while he was a crying mess because of his father, Dean could say that just by looking at his brother, his mind could calm down enough to re-start his train of thoughts.

"What does it mean?" Dean whispered to himself. Sam shifted in his bed, and Dean decided there was only one option. "I need to give him a chance to show me what he meant. That's what Elizabeth would have done to Darcy. That's what I'll do to Cas."

Dean climbed into bed and as soon as his head hit the pillow, he was fast asleep.

Dean was walking to the bathroom- he was trying to lose Gabriel, but the other guy just wouldn't leave him alone. Gabriel was trying to convince him to go to the Novak's place after school, so that they could go see a movie. They were speaking in hushed voices, not wanting to attract attention.

"But you have to come!" Gabriel whined. Dean didn't want to go. "Sam wants you there, and you need to get away from home!" Gabriel knew that it was unfair to say something like that to Dean; Dean knew exactly that he needed to get away from there, but he just couldn't.

"I told you already!" Dean replied annoyed. "I can't go!" He gave his best to think of a good enough excuse. As the idea got to his mind, he said it. "I have practice with Mr. Lafitte! And I need to go to the garage!"

Gabriel shook his head and sighed. How was he supposed to convince Dean to go with them? Sam wanted Dean there, he had said so to both of them; but not even that worked to get Dean to agree. Gabriel was starting to get annoyed.

"I think that's bullshit! I know you can't work at the garage yet! You told me that yesterday!" Gabriel replied annoyed. "Sam said he wanted you to go! You need a break from all of that shit!" His voice rose and by the end of the sentence, Gabe was yelling at him.

Dean's defensive mechanisms made him step towards Gabriel and yell back at him.

"Yeah, but I don't want to go!"

Gabriel's eyes shot open and he looked to both sides. He was trying to see if there was anyone else in the bathroom that could hear them. As he saw no one, Gabe tried to calm himself down.

"Come on, Dean! Just do this one thing for your brother… He is always concerned about you, and he won't go if you don't come too…" Dean pondered on going. Ever since John's latest attack, Sam almost wouldn't leave the house. He was always trying to make sure Dean was alright and that John wasn't going to kick his ass. "You both deserve a break from all that madness. You guys need to relax, and what place better than mine?"

Dean sighed in defeat.

"Alright… But I'm only doing this because of Sammy." He warned. "And this is a one-time experience. It won't happen again, ya hear me?"

"Yes sir!" Gabriel replied cheekily. "Just try to relax while you're there."

"I'll give my best…" Dean said, trying to get Gabriel to let him walk into one of the stalls.

"You have to promise me!" Gabriel said, jumping in front of him. Nonchalantly, he took a lollipop from his jeans and started sucking it.

Dean rolled his eyes and looked at him with an expression that could be read as 'Are kidding me?'

"Come on, Dean! You gotta promise you'll go!" Gabriel whined.

"Alright, fine! I promise!" He said, finally giving up. "Now, can you please get out of my way? I need to pee!"

Dean got up from his last class and walked over to Mr. Lafitte's office.

"Hey Benny." Dean greeted as he walked. That office was one of his favorite spots in the entire school; he felt safe in there, especially if Benny was there.

"Hey there, champ!" Benny replied, a smile on his lips. "Everything alright?"

Dean nodded and sat himself in the chair in front of Benny.

"I just came here to tell you I can't go to practice." Dean expected Benny to tell him that champions didn't become that by skipping practice, but instead a soft laugh was what he heard.

"And here I thought I would have to force you to go! You have been working yourself out a lot. Even champions deserve a break from time to time…" He said. "And Dean, have some fun." At Dean's frown made him laugh. "You can't seriously expect that Gabriel wouldn't try to come to me and convince me to let you go, did you?"

Of course… Gabriel would make sure he would go. Even after promising, Gabriel still didn't trust him.

"What a dick!" Dean said. "I can't believe he thought I wouldn't do what I promised!"

Benny laughed. "You better get going before he walks in here and accuses me of working with you!"

Dean nodded in agreement.

"Thanks for letting me go, Benny. It won't happen again!" Dean promised.

"You better make it happen again, Dean, or you'll work yourself to exhaustion!" Benny replied as the boy walked outside of his office.

Dean and Gabriel were waiting for Sam in the middle of path to the Novak's. Dean still wasn't sure if it was a good idea, but there was no way he could back out of it now.

They had been there for about five minutes when Balthazar walked up to them.

"Hey, bro!" He greeted Gabriel and nodded in Dean's direction to acknowledge his presence. "What's up?"

Gabriel grinned at his brother. "Movie evening!" he said, extremely content.

Balthazar seemed happy with Gabriel's words. "You should go to the movie room! We could all watch a movie!" Dean wasn't ready for this. All he wanted to do was run away from the Novak. I thought it was just gonna be me, Gabe and Sammy! I don't want to be with all of them!

Dean's face showed his panic and Gabriel laughed slightly.

"We are gonna use the movie room, but I thought you were going to Meg's place."

All the happiness in Balthazar's face disappeared.

"Do I really need to go?" He asked.

"Yeah… She's your girlfriend, not mine!" Gabriel replied. "Besides, you were the one that asked her if you could go there! And she will probably be upset if you back out now… And you know how she gets when she's upset."

Balthazar sighed.

"You're right. I'll see you at home, Gabe!" And with that, Balthazar walked away from them.

Sam showed up a minute later. His breathing was uneven and it looked like he had been running.

"Hey kid!" Gabriel greeted. "Were you running a marathon or something?"

Sam rolled his eyes.

"Sorry, my teacher said he wanted to speak to me… Apparently, he liked a short-story I wrote as homework."

"Hey-a Sammy." Dean greeted as he ruffled his brother's hair. "Your teacher has every reason to like that short story! It was awesome!" A bit unsure of what he had written, Sam asked his brother to give him his opinion. About ten minutes later, Sam was being showered in compliments. The story was amazing; it was about a werewolf hunt. He, Dean and Bobby were trying to kill a werewolf, because he was turning people without caring if they knew what they were or not. The story had been written in one of the victim's point of view; it started with the pain of transition, and ended with Dean killing her.

Sam grinned at his brother's comment. "I'm glad you liked it Dean. Mr. Inias said it wasn't exactly what he wanted, but that it was the best our class wrote." Sam was really proud of it, he had thought about what the teacher asked Write about your family and Sam couldn't do that, could he? So he decided it would be best if he simply wrote something about himself, his brother and Uncle Bobby.

"Can I read it?" Gabriel asked, Sam told him he could only read after the teacher, so he had been wondering when he would be able to read the story. He was so excited that maybe he would get to finally read it! "Please? Pleaseeeeeee…?" And there he was, begging Sam to read the short story he wrote.

Sam laughed.

"Yeah, Gabe. You can read it when we get to your place." And just like that, Gabe grabbed both Winchester's hands and started running, while pulling them along.

"Oh. My. God! Sam!" Gabe said as he finished reading the story. "I can't believe I wasn't in it!" He pouted.

Sam chuckled. As a matter of fact, Sam thought about adding the Novak's as angels, but that would have been weird, right? Sam didn't want Gabriel to think he was a weirdo!

"Sorry… Maybe next time." Sam said softly, trying not to blush. Gabe wanted to be part of it, but Sam didn't know if he could write Gabriel into the story and not make him an angel. Gabriel was good, and Sam knew that there was an archangel named Gabriel, so maybe if he wrote him as an archangel, it wouldn't be so weird. No! Of course it would be weird! Sam simply couldn't write him in!

"If you don't, then when I die, I'll become a ghost so that I can scare you!" He pouted.

The Novak's kitchen wasn't small. Actually it was pretty massive-a lot bigger than Sam and Dean's. All three of them were inside, making popcorn for their movie –which they were still trying to decide- evening. Being the sweet tooth he was, Gabriel decided to add as much sugar as possible while making the popcorn. He also decided to sneak some cookies to the movie room; not counting the candy he already had hidden inside the room.

It took them about ten minutes to get everything set and soon all three of them were en route to the movie room. They were near the door, when Castiel walked down the stairs.

"Hello, brother." Castiel greeted. "Dean, Sam."

"Hey, Cas." Dean replied. Dean looked at Cas's hair and quickly looked away. Dean didn't want to get hard while thinking about how sexy Castiel looked with his hair that way, with Castiel, Gabriel and his brother in front of him!

"Hey Cassie." Gabe said, not giving much attention to his brother. He opened the door, and somewhat ignored Castiel's presence. He wasn't sure how Cas was going to react when he first saw Dean and Sam. It wasn't like Gabriel asked his opinion, and that could have been a wrong move.

"Hello, Castiel!" Sam greeted with a smile in his lips. "Do you want to see a movie with us?"

Dean's eyes shot wide. Why Sam? I know I thought I would try to understand him better by letting him be my friend, but I'M NOT READY YET!

"Sure." Cas replied shortly. "What movie are we watching?"

NO! The mental war with himself almost didn't let him hear what Gabriel said.

"We're gonna watch Barbie movies!" Gabe said cheekily.

"NO!" Dean yelled. As every one of them looked at him, Dean felt the red cover his cheeks. Dammit! Why did I have to yell? Coughing lightly, Dean tried to speak again. "I mean… We're watching Batman."

Gabriel looked at him with a grin. Gabriel knew that this wasn't an option. He practically forced Dean to come, so he had to, at least, let the poor guy choose the movie.

"Alright. Batman it is." He said, looking at Dean. Suddenly facing his brother he added. "We're watching Batman, feel free to join us!"

Castiel frowned.

"I've never seen Batman."

Dean's eyes shot up to Castiel's face and his mouth fell open.

"What do you mean you haven't seen Batman!?" Faking that he was about to pass out, Dean resumed. "You have to watch it! Everyone needs to watch it at least once! Batman is just the best super hero ever!"

Sam chuckled. His brother was such a dork.

"Is he always like this?" Gabriel asked, his voice low, but still high enough for Dean to hear.

Sam nodded.

"He's such a dork!" Sam turned to face his brother. "You should have seen him the first time he saw Batman! He even had a boner!"

And that was it! What the hell Sammy?! Some things are meant to stay in your head! And some of those things aren't meant to be in your head! Why would you tell them that? Why would you remember such a thing?! Now Cas thinks I'm even a stupider than before! There are something's you're not supposed to say in front of your brother's crush!

To his surprise, Gabriel was the only one laughing. One he looked up, Castiel was looking at the floor, and his mind seemed troubled. As if he was thinking about something that left him incredibly confused.

"I'm gonna watch the movie with you guys." He suddenly stated, leaving Dean even more speechless than ever.

The movie was good. It wasn't the original –which was Dean's favorite- but it was the most recent one. The actor was hot, and when he got into saving people, Dean couldn't help but feel his dick twitch slightly. And then, there was Castiel, on his left side, trying to understand the movie.

"Why did he jump?" Cas asked at a certain point. "It's obvious that jump is not possib- What? How is that possible? He should have fallen and broke his spine!"

Watching the movie with Castiel by his side had been Cas's idea. They were all sitting when Cas finally got in and he decided to sit down next to Dean. It could have been a nice movie session, if Cas weren't asking him questions every five minutes.

"Dean? I don't understand!" It was starting to become annoying. But Castiel didn't look like he was gonna stop asking why Batman was able to do such risky jumps, when it was obvious they were impossible!

Dean finally had enough.

"Shut up, Cas! It's a movie! It doesn't need to be accurate about the fact that they would have died if it was a real situation. And besides, Christian Bale is hot, so shut the hell up!" Dean had no idea why he said that. No one knew he was gay, apart from his brother and Charlie. No one else knew, but oh well… But now they know! Alright, maybe it wasn't the best time to be thinking about Frozen, but Dean had seen the movie just a few days ago –with Charlie- and now he couldn't get the songs out of his head.

To his great surprise, Castiel replied.

"Sorry."

And so they kept watching the movie in silence, except for a few comments from Dean on awesome the movie was. Dean was entranced with the movie, he didn't care about anything else apart from its awesomeness, how much he loved Batman and the looks of a certain Christian Bale. The movie was almost ending, and Dean was still focused on eating his popcorn -Sam grew tired of it, so he gave his to Dean- and from time to time, Castiel would eat some. Not all the time, but at random moments, his hands searched for it. Gabriel ate all of his about ten minutes into the movie; then he started sucking on a lollipop he took out from under his seat.

Watching the movie had been good for Dean. Sam and Gabriel grinned at each other, because the actual purpose of their little movie evening was to get Dean to relax, even if it was just for a few hours.

"We need to go Sammy." Dean said; he was starting to grow anxious. John would be home soon and he didn't want to suffer his wrath for not being home before.

Sam huffed. He wanted to stay a bit more!

"Just five more minutes! I want to ask Gabe something!" Sam said as he pulled Gabriel before Dean could catch him. He took Gabriel to Gabe's room and left Dean in the entrance hall, waiting for him.

Dean was annoyed at Sam. His brother should know better than to make their father angry at him. But his brother looked so happy, that Dean couldn't stay mad for much longer. Soon enough a soft smile graced his features.

"Now here's a sight that we don't see too often." Castiel said as he walked out of the kitchen.

Dean looked at the floor, his cheeks tainted red. Dean thought about asking the questions that concerned him all night. But he felt like he couldn't. He needed Castiel to ask him before he opened his mouth; Dean was afraid of Cas's reaction to his questions. Castiel seemed to understand his dilemma.

"What's on your mind? You seem troubled…"

Dean sighed. He took a deep breath before starting to speak.

"What does it mean?" Despite having focused on something else, Dean still had the question in his mind, so he didn't need to think too hard what he wanted to ask first. His words were just a bit above a whisper, but they sounded as firm as Dean wanted them to be.

Castiel frowned. He wasn't sure what Dean was talking about.

"What does what mean?" He asked back.

Dean sighed. Trying to control his anxiousness, he rubbed the back of his neck.

"Wickham… Darcy… All of it!"

Cas laughed softly before he addressed Dean.

"Don't get your panties in a twist Dean, I'm sure you'll figure it out if you read th-"

"I READ IT ALREADY, OK?!" Dean didn't want to sound so desperate, but he couldn't help himself. His head hurt, he had focused on that topic for so long that he couldn't find ways that weren't dead ends. He had no idea what to make out of Cas's words. "I read it already, and that's the problem. I don't know what you meant with it."

"Maybe I just wanted to tell you that there is more about me than you know…" Castiel trailed off, not wanting to tell Dean everything just yet. He told Anna because she was the person that mattered when he changed, and now he was pondering telling Dean, because he was the reason he realized what he had been doing during the last four years.

Dean was almost pulling all his hair from his head. He couldn't keep on with it… He needed to know and soon!

"That just made it worse." Dean whispered. "I need to know Cas… What does it mean?"

Castiel sighed.

"You're not ready to know yet." He replied, not wanting to delve further in that matter. "All I can tell you is that you should try and find out on your own."

Shit… he wants me to go all Elizabeth Bennet on him and try to see that he's like Darcy!

Dean nodded. He didn't want to make Castiel angry, he just wanted answers, and if what it took was to become Castiel's friend, then so be it! He would become his friend if it meant he could find out the truth about him.

"Alright… And can you at least tell me why the hell you dyed your hair?" If Dean couldn't have one answer, he would try to get another…

Castiel chuckled.

"I wanted to remember something." He explained, not saying anything further than that.

"Oh, so when you need to remember something you dye your hair? Good advice Cas! Next time I want to remember someone's birthday I'll just dye my hair green!" Dean mocked. After a few seconds of silence, Dean added. "You look good with your hair like that."

Castiel nodded.

"Maddy said the same thing." Upon Dean's frown, he elaborated. "The woman who dyed my hair."

"Was it really because you wanted to remember something?" The question left Dean's mouth before he could contain himself.

Castiel thought of what he could say… He couldn't say too much, but he could explain just a little bit.

"I feel like my inside is different, and I need to remind myself of that… So what better way than to just get your hair dyed? Besides, people think it's badass that I got my hair dyed." It was true; people at school came up to him and told him how awesome he looked and how he should dye it next time… But they didn't understand the meaning of it, so he didn't care about what they thought. Of course it was nice to know he looked awesome, but he already knew that.

"Yeah, well, it suits you." Before he could say anything else, Sam ran down the stairs with Gabriel on tow.

"Thanks for inviting us, Gabe!" Sam said happily. "It was awesome; but we need to go now!"

Dean nodded.

"Yeah; thanks for everything, but we really need to go." He said, already outside of the house. "I'll see you guys tomorrow at school."