Silent Angel:
Love letters:
Castiel put on his shoe's and coat walked into the living room holding his book and a piece of paper, drawing attention to himself in the silence.
"Li-f-t?" Castiel muttered.
"Where you going?" Micheal asked grabbing the car keys.
"De-an" Castiel followed him out to the car and got in the shotgun seat.
"You gonna stay there?"
"No."
When they arrived at Dean's house Castiel made sure no one was looking out the window and walked, quietly up to the letter box, posted the paper and the book and run to the car so Micheal could drive away.
Dean, hearing the letter box go walked into the hallway to figure out what was going on. There he saw a book and a letter. 'A book? Everyone knows I don't read!' he thought to himself picking it up; he walked back into the living room and sat at the table.
"What's that?" Sam asked looking over at him.
"Not sure" Dean unfolded the letter and read:
'Hi Dean. I'm just responding to your letter, although to figure out
My message you will need to do some readying.
On the back of the paper there is a list of numbers. One side has the page,
The other has a word. Read the book and you will be able
To figure out what I'm saying. Much love and care,
Castiel xxx'
"That sneaky son of a bitch" Dean whispered,
"What?" Sam questioned looking at him again,
"Cas, I left him a note when I left him at his house yesterday, apologizing for not waking him. He sent me a book and he wants me to go to certain pages and look at certain words to figure out what his going to say" Dean smiled at his boyfriends creativity.
"You read? That'll be a first" Sam chuckled to himself. "What book is it?"
"Uh-" Dean turned the book over, "50 Shades Of Grey. Kinky little bitch."
"I love that one!" Sam shouted, "and no - I'm not going to read it for you."
"Fine. I can do this" Dean sighed, "get me a piece of paper and a pen, please."
"Sure" Sam picked up the pen and paper pad from the coffee table and threw them in Dean's direction.
"Thanks" Dean said catching them. Sam couldn't say that he wasn't interested. He ended up walking over to the table to watch.
"Page 24, word 4" Dean found the page, counted word by word, "It's" He wrote it down.
"Page 149, word 36" Sam observed.
"Ok" Dean wrote.
"Page 69, word 42"
"That"
"Page 169, word 24"
"First page 69 and now it's page 169?" Dean giggled, "think his trying to tell me something?"
"What word is it?" Sam battered not wanting to have that conversation with his brother.
"You"
"Page 100, word 5"
"Didn't"
"Page 69, Word 2"
"Wake"
"Page 69, word 3"
"Me"
"Page 69 word 4"
"Up"
"Full stop. Page 240, word 37"
"I"
"Page 56, word 21"
"would"
"Page 367, word 36"
"have"
"Page 1, word 30"
"However"
"Page 68, word 21"
"I"
"Page 52, word 71"
"Would"
"Page 742, word 67"
"Have"
"Page 379, word 56"
"Liked"
"Page 321, word 90"
"To"
"Page 392, word 75"
"Say"
"Page 98, word 3"
"Goodbye"
"Page 736, word 92"
"Properly"
"Full stop. Page 92, word 7"
"Maybe"
"Page 32, word 7"
"We"
"Page 62, word 6"
"Can"
"Page 39, word 6"
"Pick"
"Page 39, word 7"
"Up"
"Page 39, word 9"
"Where"
"Page 752, word 39"
"We"
"Page 97, word 32"
"Left"
"Page 32, word 1"
"Off"
"Page 29, word 4"
"Wink?" Dean thought now he was lost.
"Full stop. Page 74, word 5"
"Tomorrow"
"Page 65, word 3"
"Your"
"Page 72, word 20"
"House"
"Page 29, word 7, word 8, word 9 and word 10"
"What do you think?"
"Thats it. What does it say?" Sam asked putting the paper to one side.
Dean picked up the note pad and read, "It's ok that you didn't wake me. I would, however, have liked to say goodbye properly. Maybe we can pick up where we left off, wink." Dean grinned to himself. "Tomorrow your house what do you think? "
"Now you figured it out, you have to reply" Sam said, "I'm going back upstairs. I have to finish some homework and I promised Jess I'd call her today as well. See you at dinner time." Sam ran up the stairs.
Dean thought. He enjoy the hole sending notes thing but if he walked he couldn't get away fast enough and his dad had the car so he was lost as to what to do. Finally he took out his phone and called Micheal.
"Hey Micheal, are you home? Is Cas there? No, no I don't want to talk to him. Can you tell him I said yes... No, nothing else. Tell him Dean said, with much love and care, yes... Those words exactly. Thank you bye."
Micheal put his phone away and walked into Castiel's room.
"Dean said, with much love and care, yes."
Castiel grinned to himself.
"I don't see many people wear that grin. Castiel what are you up to?" Micheal asked.
Castiel shock his head.
"Ok. As long as you don't get hurt and your staying safe, it doesn't bother me at all. If he does hurt you, I know where dad kept the shotgun" Castiel threw his oldest brother his best bitch-face. "Sorry" Micheal apologized and left the room.
Castiel was looking forward to seeing Dean tomorrow. He couldn't wait to finish what he started.