Castiel sat on the corner of his street watching as Dean left with Sam and his Father for some much needed and much-deserved Father/Sons bonding time. It had taken a lot to convince Dean that he would be all right, although seeing Dean drive away he felt the sinking feeling of loneliness. "You're looking a bit down there." He looked up from the ground and gasped moving back instinctively. "Castiel right?" he nodded silently as the boy sat beside Castiel unaware of what Cas had heard about his reputation. "Name's Crowley."

Crowley known only by his surname and not much else, he was the one person you would go to for anything but for a price. "I've got some stuff which will turn that frown upside down."

"I am fine, I do not need that stuff." Crowley snorted in disagreement, while he poked Cas gently where the lack of sleep showed most. "Got yourself a little bit of insomnia haven't you? I can tell." He dug into his pocket and in the palm of his hand saw aluminium wrapped tightly into a ball. "I can guarantee a little bit of this will have you out like a light." Castiel pushed it away looking up and down the street just in case someone might have seen what was happening. "You're afraid and nervous happens to the best of us. How about I do you a deal?"

"A deal? What could I possibly have that you want?" Crowley placed the silver ball back in his pocket. "Not that kind of deal Cas, I'll give you this stash for free and you can do whatever you want with it. Keep it, sell it, or throw it whatever. But if you're interested in what it can offer you I'll be at this address." Crowley took out a piece of paper and wrote down the street name and number as well as passing the silver ball before leaving. "Think about it, you never know it might help with all your problems."

As soon as Crowley left Castiel ran straight home, Gabriel was due back from work at anytime and he could not be caught with whatever Crowley had given him. He went straight into the bathroom ready to unwrap the contents of the silver ball and flush it. But he stopped as looked down at the ball that seemed to be growing larger at each passing moment. What harm could it do? He heard the door open and close downstairs. "Cas are you here?" he skidded into his room trying to find a place to hide the silver ball as he heard Gabriel climbing the stairs. "Cas?" he lay on his bed looking underneath and seeing a wooden box he had brought to keep his photos and memories safe, he placed the ball inside closing it just as Gabriel opened his door. "Here you are, why didn't you answer when I called?" he saw his Brother's eyes narrow suspiciously at Castiel's guilty face. "What's with the guilty look?" Castiel placed the box under his pillow. "Guilty look?" Gabriel pulled his tie off with a sigh. "Whatever never mind, are you eating today?"

He glanced towards his pillow while biting his lip. "Yes but I think I am going to meet some school friends after." Gabriel was in mid process of folding his tie when he stopped and stared at his Brother. "Friends?" Castiel moved off his bed pushing Gabriel as he went back into the hallway. "Yes, I have not spoken to Chuck in a while." He closed his door trying to not act like he was hiding something. "Okay fair enough, what do you want to eat today anything or anything?"

As Castiel followed the directions Crowley had written for him his stomach turned in a sickly manner as his pocket seemed to be getting heavier. "Well, well Castiel did curiosity get the better of you?" he jumped a little to find Crowley smiling at him, and he did seem overall pleased with himself. "Do you think it will help?" Crowley walked towards him placing his arm around Castiel's shoulders. "It'll help with all those ache and pains, sleeping problems, anxieties. I've heard a lot of whispers about you Castiel and they are very interesting to say the least." As the walked down the street and towards a field a strong smell hit Castiel full in the face, he flinched stopping for a moment. "Don't worry about that, you'll get use to it. If you want to go home by all means I'm not stopping you."

"No, I will be okay."

From the shadows Gordon had been watching Castiel with morbid fascination, he had been following learning every single habit Castiel had. Where he went, when he went, where he looks, whom he talked too. Although meeting Crowley was something he never quite expected, he was the local dealer for the school and he had one of the greatest business minds and knew had to stop from being caught. "Where is he?" he turned to look over his shoulder as Lisa appeared next to him, her eyes followed Gordon's. "Crowley really? Well I can't say I'm surprised but he'll be easy to take when he's stoned out of his mind." She smiled sinfully and coldly. "Yeah, we'll get that little faggot for not knowing his place." Gordon turned his watch back on to the area Castiel and Crowley had disappeared, Lisa placed a hand on Gordon's shoulder while placing a small kiss on his cheek. "I really do appreciate you helping me, he stole my boyfriend and I want revenge. No one steals from me and gets away with it."

A/N: Let the next plot begin ...
And ohmigosh I actually wrote this chapter in the daytime! O.O ... I don't like it I prefer Nocturnal to be honest