AN : I'm updating soon just like nutmeg17 asked. And hey I'm trying to make them kind of long, but this is my first fan-fiction so be happy it's not a one shot :p.

Sixteen and All Grown Up

To say it pissed Michael off when Cas stopped coming home all together would be an understatement. And really saying Cas never came home was an over statement. He came home every Wednesday to have dinner with the family. Went to all of Jimmy and Ana's home games and spent at least one other day a week with at least those two. Michael didn't see it that way, many nights Cas didn't sleep in his bed and it was obvious how much that unsettled him.

Cas however was at the Winchester's house most nights. Michael knew that if he only looked out the window and saw the Impala there. It was perhaps the fact that it didn't get there till three in the morning that bothered him. Cas didn't care though, not like Michael was his father. No they had no father, John being the closest for all of them. He would never fight Cas on spending more time with him.

All the Novak boys and men looked at John as a father figure. Gabe came over to watch scary movies with him, Michael to work on cars, Cas in working cases, Jimmy to pass the ball around; Zack to just to talk about life sometime, even Balli came over just to make fun of the movies John and Gabe watched. They were all at the Winchesters more than needed, but John didn't care they were family. Michael had even told them once over diner that someone asked John if all those kids in the picture in their living room were his and he had said "Yes". He didn't even take time to think about it just answered. Yeah no way any of them would tell Cas not to be around John.

It was more Dean they worried about, Dean, who would 'drag' Cas all over God's green earth, at all hours of the night. Thinking Dean pushed Cas to drink and disobey his family, Dean who cause Cas to get in so many fights at school. Dean who was surely pushing Cas into bed with dozen of women, they were wrong though. Dean only let Cas go with him now because Cas was ready. Cas wanted this life he was living now and Dean would never force it or take it from him. And for the record Cas was still a virgin.

Cas began working more and more with John and Dean in return for John saying nothing about Cas always crashing at his house. Cas was family and even though he felt he should earn his keep he would have been welcome any way. He should have felt more a burden to dean whose bed he stayed in most nights. But if it hadn't been established yet, the boys had no limits. They'd share a kidney if they ever needed to.

No Dean was just fine with Cas curled up next to him. Even if some nights Cas ends up on Dean's side with his arm thrown over his body. Or a leg slipped snuggly between Deans. Dean never complained about it and most nights didn't even wake Cas or tell him in the morning. Just pushed him over or simply went back to sleep the way they were.

Dean however wasn't the only one who'd wake up in, what should have been strange situations. Dean was sexually active already. Had been for about two years, and really Cas wasn't surprised when Dean told him at the ripe age of fourteen how he'd "Banged a senior in her car." Really who would have been though? No what surprised Cas was how he'd wake up to Dean spooning him, and grinding slowly again his body. Like Dean Cas typically said nothing to Dean about these encounters. Even let Dean finish once or twice.

Why wouldn't Cas help a friend out, there were times Dean got no action because they were so busy with work? Or he couldn't get laid at a party because Cas was drunk and needed to get home. Many times he'd turn girls down for a good old fashioned sleep over because A) He wasn't going to make Cas go sleep at home because Dean wasn't at his house. B) Make Cas go home because he had a girl sleeping in his bed. So Dean would turn them down.

Turned them down every time but once, when he thought he'd be really funny and let the girl and Cas sleep all in his bed. That was awkward but not as awkward has when the girl tried to make a three some out of it. Listening to her give dean head had been bad enough. Would have been hot but the girl slurped and groaned through the whole thing. Cas finally got up and walked across the street to his house and slept in his very cold and unused bed. Dean had never done that again.

Cas should have felt like a burden to Dean but that never even crossed his mind. And so he worried about John, making sure he'd work for the right to stay there. John really did appreciate the help, Cas' martial arts skills came in handy. They didn't even fight him on getting in on the chase anymore and brought Sam if they HAD to have a look out. Those were Cas' favorite times, when all four of them went on a case and didn't role home till one or two in the morning, Sam fast asleep on Cas' shoulder while John and Dean talked about their next case.

For a while Cas would slump home after many of their cases. Getting in the door long after his family was asleep. Dean would try to get Cas to stay then even if he had already stayed the night before and the night before that. He'd make jokes about how Cas didn't sleep and that's why he never stayed.

"I'm starting to think you may be a vampire man." Dean would joke at two in the morning. Not knowing how dead tired Cas really was.

"Anne Rice or Stephanie Myer's vampire?" Cas would joke back.

"Would have to be a Twilight vamp because I've seen you out in the daylight."

"I have you know I do not sparkle Dean." Cas would say in his deep voice that always caught Dean's attention.

"I don't know Cas you were sparkling pretty good last Thursday."

"Dean we were at a club, a gay bar at that how do you expect me not to sparkle. " Those boys through glitter around like every nights a parade."

"You love that bar and you know it Cas." Dean would wink at Cas while starting coffee.

"Just because I don't whore myself out to anything with a wet center doesn't make me gay Dean." But I do love the bar and they are a lot of fun."

"Yeah and how many places wouldn't even check our ID's man?"

"Please when we started going we were thirteen Dean, do you think anyone thought we were twenty one?"

"Hey! Those were good ID's man, I've gotten in plenty of bars with it." Dean would say indignantly.

"It wasn't the ID's that got us in that club though Dean; it was your pretty face." The boys would have a good laugh and talk till the coffee was done. Sighing Cas would sit down for 'one' cup of coffee. That would turn into three or he'd end up sleeping over. That's how Cas ended up there all the time from three nights, to four nights, to seven nights a week.