It's been a while guys. Yeah, I know. Umm here's the chapter. It's short though. This isn't the last one. There will be one more, I believe. Possibly two. But anyway, it's almost over. Enjoy the chapter.
Lovino watched the flames until they died down into nothing before he felt he was being watched. Cautiously looking over, he saw a familiar angel to his left. He scowled. "What do you want now?"
"To apologize." Castiel said, walking towards the young boy. Lovino turned to face him, eyes glaring up into his face. "I feel as if this is all my fault. I'm the one who lead you all here and now it's ended in disaster and I can't even fix it."
"You're right." the young Italian said harshly. "We didn't want any part of this, but you and those Winchesters insisted." Lovino's face softened as he looked back toward the charred remains, the last of the fire dying down shrouding the area in darkness. "But it's really not your fault. Just like I told Dean, I should have been smarter. I should have protected him, kept him away from hunting. He should have never had to get involved."
"You started hunting to appease your grandfather." Castiel stated bluntly. "Roma Vargas?"
Lovino looked up at him suspiciously. "Si, how did you know his name? Did you know him?"
"No. I'm an angel and I can divulge this type of information fairly easily. But Lovino, you shouldn't live your life to appease a dead man. Dean has done the same thing. He hunted to make his father proud, but you don't have to do that. Your grandfather never wanted this life for you or your brother. You should just revert back to a normal life. It's what's best for you."
"I don't think I could. All the things I've seen, and you expect me to live normally. It wouldn't happen. I'd be looking for ghost and demons wherever I went. It's not realistic to think I could just go back to school or get a regular job. And, I don't want to quit. I want to help kill the things that hurt people and cause pain. It's the only thing I've ever been good at. I think it's what I was always meant to do. Not Feliciano, but me. Yes."
"If you insist on continuing in this pursuit, at least find yourself a good partner who will have your back. You can't expect to do this job alone. I'm sure your grandfather didn't…"
"No… My grandfather did have a friend. I don't remember much about him. I was too young and didn't see him but about once or twice. But you're right, I should find someone else to hunt with. It might take a while though. I'm not a very compatible person."
"You can always come with Sam, Dean, and I. They are both of the same mind, to take you in if you wanted to join them."
"I don't know about that…" Lovino trailed off, looking away uncertainly. His mind started turning, thinking over the options the angel was presenting to him. He didn't want to join up with anyone. It almost felt like he would be betraying his brother if he did.
"I'm leading them to Kearney, Nebraska if you want to come also. They would gladly include you."
"I'll think about it."
Castiel nodded, realizing it was all he could do for the boy at the present moment and disappeared from the clearing. Lovino waited a few more minutes before getting in his car and going in the opposite direction the Winchester's had taken. He would go it alone for a while and if he was supposed to partner up, he would. But for now, it would just be him carrying on his grandfather's legacy and holding the memory of his brother.
Castiel appeared in the backseat of the Impala, startling Dean who'd already driven several miles. "Cas!" he said loudly, before glancing at his sleeping brother and lowering his voice. "Where have you been, man? You just disappeared on us." He glared at the angel's reflection in the rearview mirror.
"I was talking with the Vargas boy. I told him we'd be in Kearney, Nebraska." Castiel said. "So you should change your course and go there. Don't make a liar out of me."
"Alright, alright." Dean said, starting to look for an exit that would take them toward Nebraska. "Is he following us? Should we just pull over and wait for him to catch up?"
"I don't know." the angel said. "I told him he should stop hunting but he refused. Then I told him to find a partner and he claimed he wouldn't be able to. So, I told him to find you and Sam."
"I want the kid to come with us." Dean said, confirming what the angel had told the boy. "I don't want the little idiot to get himself killed just because he's young and doesn't know what the hell he's doing. He wasn't trained properly."
"I know, Dean."
"He shouldn't have gotten himself into this. He's way over his head."
"I'm aware."
"I wish there was something I could do!" Dean's voice took on an aggravated tone. He glared at the windshield at the dark, empty stretch of road.
"Dean." Castiel said calmly. "There's nothing you can do by getting upset. "We should just wait and see what happens. If he doesn't follow us to Nebraska then we must stop worrying. It might mean he chose to stop or he found another partner. And even if he didn't, it's his choice. Not yours."
Dean took a deep breath and looked at Cas in the rear view mirror again. "I know. You're right. But I can't help thinking about him. He's too young for this life."
"Just like you were?"
Dean didn't answer and looked out the windshield again. Both men fell into silence as the Impala ripped down the road, the noise of its engine tearing apart the night. Castiel eventually disappeared from his seat in the back, leaving the brothers alone again.
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