Disclaimer: THE PLOT IS MINE! That is all… * Sighs *
A.N.: I sort of introduce a new character is this short filler chapter.
Castiel looked away as Dean's limp form was carried back to the cave. Dean still refused to break, and he took blows for Sam too.
Castiel felt nauseous, his gut twisting slightly. This was wrong. The last time he'd seen Roger, bones had jutted out from underneath his pelt. Dean had clumps of dried blood everywhere, and Sam was constantly panting.
Castiel turned his head, feeling something watching him. A beady eyed crow perched on a rock, cocking it's head back and forth.
Castiel growled at it, and it just cawed. Castiel growled, baring his teeth and the thing still didn't move. It stared at the remains of a rabbit at Castiel's paws. That was his dinner, but he'd lost his appetite.
Uriel stormed down the cliff, and the bird took off. When Uriel had passed, it landed again, closer to Castiel.
Castiel shoved the carcass towards it, and the crow ripped a strip off and swallowed. It glanced towards the cave, and back at Castiel.
It's right. Castielthought. I'm willing to give him food, so why not them? He grabbed the rabbit and pulled back.
The crow cawed again and took off. Castiel turned to the cave.
The black wolf's yellow eyes met his.
"Here." Castiel dropped the rabbit. Dean struggled to rise and Castiel shoved it closer.
Dean glanced at it, glanced at Castiel and started chowing down. He pulled back, leaving most of the carcass behind.
"Thanks, Cas." Castiel paused, giving Dean an odd look. No one had ever called him by a nick-name.
"You're welcome, Dean." He replied, returning to his post. But now he was thinking. Half of an idea was in his head now.