"Speed up Cas!" Dean begged. "Shit, you drive slower than Sam! Actually you drive like an 80 years old woman!"
"I cannot drive any faster. There is a sign prohibiting going over 40 miles per hour."
"Cas, Cas! I see the cinema's lights. Turn on the next road," he cried.
"Okay Dean, but you don't need to yell at me. I am not deaf."
Finally, Cas parked the car in the movie theater's parking lot.
Dean came out of the car and shot towards the box office, almost before the car was altogether stopped.
Dean arrived breathless at the box office and bought two tickets. He went into the cinema followed by the angel. The film had just begun. Upon entering, Cas held strongly onto Dean's shoulders, not letting him advance:
"Hell! What happened Cas?" whispered the boy.
"This is very dark, it may be dangerous."
"It's a film. The cinemas are always dark. And speak quietly or they could throw us out. Don't tell me you've never been to a movie theater!"
"Well, not really."
With a bit of difficulty, and quite a few protests from other audience members, Dean and Cas got seated. As soon as the film started, Cas began whispering questions to Dean:
"I do not understand the need for a starfish to use wear pants, really their reproductive system is internal and flows into the center ..."
"Quiet Cas! I'll explain after."
Finally, Castiel was focused on the story and he came out as excited as Dean.
While they looked for a place to have a hamburger, Castiel said:
"Dean, I think people are looking at me weird."
The boy looked at Castiel. His face was still white with the flour, and his clothes were covered with stains,...He had a ridiculous aspect and Dean went into a fit of laughter.
Castiel stared open-mouthed as Dean doubled over and tears of laughter ran out of his eyes.
"Dean you are okay?"
"Yes, man! But you should to see yourself, if you could see how strange you look."
Dean tried to control his laughter.
"Come, let's find a restroom for you to wash. And I'm pissing myself laughing."
Soon they left the bathroom. Castiel had washed his face, cleaned the most visible stains on his shirt and carried his coat folded on his arm.
At last, they sat in a burger joint and Dean ordered his favorite from the waitress: Burger, king-size with bacon and double onion.
Castiel took such a long time with the menu that the waitress was irritated, since he asked her exactly what the ingredients were of everything on the menu. He finally ordered the same thing as Dean.
The two talked about the film and Dean told Cas about his favorite movies
They were tired but satisfied when they took Castiel's car to return to the Batcave, as Dean called the bunker.
After a while the boy snored softly beside the angel.
Cas smiled as he watched the boy sleep and he thought about this strange and new Dean, so fragile and simultaneously so strong: Expressive, incomprehensible, spontaneous ... So excited for everything and so full of joy, energy, life ...
He compared him to the Dean of recent times: tormented, tortured, full of pain, carrying the weight of the mark of Cain...
He knew that Dean had not lost his memories and he would continue having everything that happened chasing after him, but his green eyes sparkled as Castiel could not remember.
And he thought that the change was good. Dean deserved a second chance to live his youth loved and protected... as he had not been able to do before, pressured by his father, charged with the responsibility of his brother, no friends, no support from anyone, having to fend for himself for everything, ...
Castiel decided he would do his best to help this young Dean.
When Sam called that night, Dean was already asleep.
Cas doubted that Dean was fully awake when they arrived at bunker, since Dean had stumbled into his room, muttering a "Good Niiiiight Caaas!"
"Hey, Cas! How did it go?"
"I think good. Dean is asleep. He was exhausted and I don't remember being so tired in a long time. It's been a long day."
"Dean can exhaust anyone, even an angel, Cas."
"I do not think it's that bad, he's just restless. How about you and Charlie?"
"We are working hard and we have almost everything ready. With any luck we'll be there tomorrow morning," he laughed, "You must be wishing that we came back and you can get back to your angelic affairs."
"Well, I do not know Sam. This Dean is strange to me, but on the other hand, I feel happy when I see him happy."
"Do not give in to him too much Cas. Now he's just a kid and need an adult to set limits."
"Is that what your father was like?"
""No, John Winchester's parenting left much to be desired," Sam snorted. "I mean a firm but gentle hand."
"I think I understand Sam. See you tomorrow, then."
"I hope that we can arrive there tomorrow, Cas! And remember that you are the adult. And an angel. Do not let him get his way all the time."
Castiel returned to Dean's room and put a chair near the bed. He sat down.
Dean squirmed restlessly from some bad dream.
The angel put two fingers over his forehead and Dean turned in bed with a deep sigh and he continued sleeping, peacefully now.
Castiel would not move from there all night long, watching over Dean's dreams.
And so Sam and Charlie found them when they arrived the next morning.
The End.
Yes, I have been left a bit cloying, but after I did to Dean had passed by so many misfortunes, I wanted to give a day to enjoy.
Unfortunately, I think that he will put into trouble soon, and I do not want him to hate me. ;)
