A/N: Could it be? Yes! I'm finally updating this story after two months of break. I am truly, truly sorry that I've neglected this story. I have now gotten my writing mojo back and I am now writing this again! Without further ado- enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural. If I did, Castiel would be alive, and Gabriel, and Balthazar, and Bobby.
Oh yeah, any spelling errors are mine.
Search for God
Dean stared at the laptop in front of him, forcefully searching up recent attacks that were nearby in the area. Sam had gone shopping and Bobby was out in the junkyard. Dean took a sip of beer, drinking the last, before scrolling down a website with news on the attacks. He looked up as papers on the desk flew off and the flutter of wings sounded. He didn't need to look up.
"Hello, Dean," the angel said.
Dean looked up to find the angel in his usual holy tax accountant look. "Whatcha need Cas?" Dean asked, shutting the site down. "Here for another human custom?"
Castiel gave a hesitant nod.
Dean leaned back in the chair, thinking of what he could teach the angel. Suddenly he smirked and stood up. "Sit here."
Castiel glanced from Dean to the chair and back before moving to sit down in front of the laptop. "What do I do?"
"Search for whatever you want," Dean said. "The internet is very helpful for getting up to date information." He stepped back. "Have at it."
Castiel blinked, staring at the screen. "Where do I start?"
"Click the 'e' button," Dean instructed.
There was a long pause while Castiel looked at the laptop. "How do I click?"
Dean glanced to the ceiling and then at the angel. "See the two buttons near the bottom? Tap the right button to click."
Castiel did so. "Nothing happened, Dean."
"You have to put the arrow over an icon," Dean said. "Put it over the 'e'."
Castiel dragged the arrow over and then clicked the Internet Explorer button, jumping slightly when the 'Search the Web' page popped up.
"Now type anything you want in the search box and explore to your heart's content," Dean said.
"My vessel's heart is already content," Castiel said, frowning.
Dean paused and sighed. "It's a figure of speech," he said and then turned and headed to the fridge to look for something to ear. He took out a slice of pie that was leftover from when they had all ate together.
"Your so called internet gives vague answers." Dean turned at the frustration in Castiel's voice. "Of course God is in Heaven, and of course God is everywhere, but they do not say where."
Intrigued, Dean walked over and leaned on the chair to see what Castiel had researched and couldn't help but laugh.
"You searched 'Where is God'?' Really?" Dean had to pause to control himself. "Cas, there's certain things, like God, that you can't search on the internet because you won't get a definite answer."
"Why?" Castiel asked. "Is that not what the internet is supposed to do?"
"Internet doesn't provide all the answers," Dean said.
Castiel nodded, looking a trifle crestfallen and stood up.
"You're leaving?" Dean asked with a surprised look.
"No," Castiel stated simply, face back in the normal impassive look.
"Then what?" Dean questioned, staring at the angel.
"I would like to learn another custom," Castiel said.
Dean was surprised at the angel's eagerness. "Of course Cas," Dean said, patting the angel's shoulder, giving a small smile. "Why don't you go change into one of your outfits?"
Castiel nodded, turning to go to the bedroom. "What human custom will I be learning?"
"We're goin' outdoors on a picnic," Dean said. "Sam will come when he gets here with the food."
Castiel's face fell and Dean furrowed his brows in confusion. "Do you not want to go on a picnic?" Dean asked. "I mean I can change it if you want."
"No, the picnic idea is fine," Castiel replied. "I just… I am not sure of Sam coming along."
Dean's brows furrowed further. "Why?"
Castiel held Dean's gaze for a moment before looking away. "Nevermind." He started to walk away but Dean grabbed the angel's shoulder.
"Cas, you can tell me why you don't want Sam to come," Dean said.
"I feel more comfortable with you then Sam," Castiel replied.
"Well, he is a pretty freaky giant," Dean joked and then added, "alright, I'll tell Sam not to come."
"Thank you," Castiel said and then walked into the bedroom to get dressed.
Sam came into the house a few moments later with three bags of food. Dean went over as Sam put the bags of food on the table and inspected each of them, ignoring Sam's questioning stare.
Dean took out bread and ham and went to make sandwiches. "Your turn to do research Sammy," Dean said.
"What's the sandwich… I mean what are the sandwiches for?" Sam asked.
"It's for a picnic," Dean said, glancing at a confused Sam. "Problem?"
A/N: Yay! I managed to make this chapter relative longer than usual. Next chapter will indeed to the picnic. Hope you enjoyed ^^ Feel free to drop a review~
On a side note, I REALLY want it to be March 23rd! Unfortunely I'll be a cruise for orchestra so I'll miss the episode where Castiel comes back T_T. But still!
See you guys next time!