So this is really only a filler chapter. It is shorter and bridges to some of the later chapters. Thank you for those who suggested characters for the friends. Right now Jo and Benny are the close friends. I'm planning on having some of Sam's friends (whoever they will be) show at some point as well (maybe...who knows). Charlie will be in the story though, she is very important, and she will be coming in a couple of chapters.
That is the other big news! I have ideas! Which means you can expect more chapters and this story to keep going! Yay! Right now I have the next four chapters plotted out in my head, but I have EVEN MORE even further in my head. But I'm not setting anything in stone.
Dean sat on the rusty old car's hood in the backyard with Jo. She was wearing ripped jeans and a t-shirt. They had their backs pressed to the old dusty glass.
"So, this kid," said Jo.
"Castiel," Dean reminded.
"Ya, is he...normal?" she asked. She glanced, smirking at Dean.
"He isn't an alien Jo!" said Dean.
"It is really weird that you guys just randomly met at the park and now you learn he lives super close to you.
"Ya, I don't know. It just worked out," said Dean. He turned to look at Jo. She continued to look up at the cloudless sky. "He seems really cool," said Dean turning his gaze back skyward.
"Castiel?" broke in Mary's voice. She came over from the back door of the house. She was carrying two clear glasses with straws towards them. "He seems like such a sweet boy," she continued. Dean sat up on the car when she got closer. She handed them each their drink.
"Thanks for the lemonade Mom," said Dean. Jo took a sip of the cold liquid.
"Sure thing, hun," said Mary, smiling. "Is it okay for you, Jo?"
"It's awesome Mary, thanks a ton," said Jo. Mary smiled even brighter.
"Well, I'll leave you two be. Have fun." She turned around and went back into the back of the house.
"I love your Mom," said Jo before taking another sip.
"Your Mom is really cool too," countered Dean. He took the lemon his mother had put on the rim and dropped it in the liquid before taking a sip. Jo stuck her tongue out at the mention of her mother. "I can't wait till I can work at the bar," continued Dean.
"Ya, eighteen. Only three years away," sighed Jo.
They continued to lay on the car.
"Dean?" came a soft voice breaking through the silence.
"Cass?" Dean asked, shooting up from his position on the car. He glanced around for the location of the voice's owner. Castiel came around the corner of the house and came up to Dean. He played absently with his fingers, tugging at his jackets sleeves.
"Hi," he said. "Sorry to come here unannounced. Sam told me you were back here."
"No, no, it's fine," Dean sputtered. "I just wasn't." Dean ran his hand through his hair. "How are." Dean turned and noticed Jo by his side. "Oh, this is Jo."
"Hi," said Jo, waving with her free hand.
"It's very nice to meet you,' said Cass politely. Cass turned back to Dean, and Dean was kind of sure it was the icy glass he held, but a shiver ran up his spine.
"Um," so Dean said softly. "So, you're here."
"Yes," Cass said, remembering why he had come in the first place. "Sorry I'm only stopping in. Gabriel, Balthazar, and I are planning on bowling tomorrow night, and I didn't have any way to contact you, but I wanted to see if you'd like to go. You're welcome to come as well. And feel free to bring more friends. If you come, that is," Cass' cheeks got redder and redder as he went on, and he let the last sentence die out, still looking shyly at Dean's reaction before breaking the eye contact to inspect his own shoes.
Dean wrapped his brain around what had been just said, then broke into a smile.
"Sounds like fun," he said. "I haven't gone bowling since Sam's..." Dean turned towards Jo for help.
"Eighth birthday?" she offered.
"Ya, eighth birthday!" continued Dean.
"So, you'll come?" asked Cass.
"Yes, I'd...I'd love too," said Dean.
"Sounds like a nice time, maybe Benny can come," came Jo's interjection.
"Ya, we'll have to see if he wants too," said Dean.
"Good," said Cass. He looked positively giddy. "Gabe gets off work at six, so we're going for 6:15 because he's going to walk there."
"That works," said Dean.
Cass returned his gaze to Dean. Dean noticed that his hair looked more combed today, but it still lacked a certain level of control. Dean didn't mind. He liked how Cass looked.
"I'm glad you can come," Cass finally said, breaking Dean's thoughts.
"Me too," said Dean.
They stood there dancing silently around one another, neither sure what to say. Joy took a loud sip of her lemonade. she had reached the bottom of it with her straw and was making it well known.
"Well," Cass said. "Michael is waiting for me. I better go."
"Oh, you sure you don't want to stay?" asked Dean.
"I can't. I have to get back home, but...I'll see you tomorrow."
"Ya, see you Cass," said Dean.
Cass looked at Dean for a moment and turned around and began to walk off. He quickly swiveled around to add, "It was nice to meet you Jo."
"You too," she answered. They both watched him walk and disappear around the side of the house before they went back to the rust car. "So that's Cass?"
"Yep," said Dean, looking back over to where Cass had been standing.
"He's cute," she said. Dean turned to look at her sharply, glaring slightly. "What? He is." She looked at Dean. "Don't worry your little butt off. I'm not going to take away your precious Cass."
"What, he is not my-"
She broke through his sentence by making kissing noises and pushing her lips out dramatically.
"Shut up," Dean said.
Jo just laughed, taking another loud sip out of her glass of lemonade.
Seven chapters: Done! So incredible. As always, I'd love to see any reviews you are willing to post. If you have any suggestions or ideas please also feel free to post them.
Also, don't worry, the more Destiel side of the story is coming along.
Us Purple Lewie's thank you for reading!