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Castiel had no clue where he was now, all he knew was that he was dying, two blurs were in front of him, grabbing the one closest to him he gripped as hard as he possibly could, believing he was underwater for just one second began to stride his tail however all he was doing was battering it against something hard. Words spilled out of his mouth that he could not control, the only coherent thing he remembered was uttering the word "Brother" Castiel begged for someone's help, preferably Michael or Gabriel however no-one came, the two blurs stayed with him instead, Castiel somehow found a distracted comfort in that.
He remembered the Human's names to be Sam and Dean, he wasn't sure how, it could have been his imprint - it wasn't hurting Dean nor could it change him even if Castiel wanted it to - but the Youngling knew it was Dean that was caring for him. After his tail died and he was left with two extra limbs instead of his tail he was surprised that Dean was still holding him still, he could feel a thumping heartbeat against his back, his own tried to match it's pace which didn't last as the next thing he knew his body was rejecting the Human transformation, his gills closed over and his fangs broke and chipped away, dissolving like his tail did, he swallowed the all of the excess waste materials during his fit which was unpleasant - conscious or not - which led him to blacking out again, he would throw up later for sure.
The Youngling was vaguely away of something cold and moderately comfortable beneath him. The space around him was cramped, he was moving far too slowly than he would usually travel he could feel Dean's presence close to him.
Something was now wrapped around his waist, this odd feeling continued until his body was covered, trying to escape the bondage was impossible given he couldn't move his limbs correctly, only his head which brushed past the familiar and somewhat comforting rhythm of Dean's heartbeat again, he could feel Dean's chest vibrating meaning he was speaking but Castiel understood nothing at the time. The rocking motion calmed Castiel down, allowing him to rest ignoring Dean speaking again.
Whatever Dean lay him on was better than the cramped space before, he was warm and his head lay on something soft. Finally feeling safe he opened his eyes seeing Sam sitting across from him.
"You're awake"
Castiel was dizzy, his ears felt like they were clogged full of seaweed, cringing in pain as he moved Sam moved to help him sit up. The Youngling squealed in protest hoping to scare off Sam however the weak sound was doubtfully intimidating.
"Easy, I'm Sam, my Brother's name is Dean. Can you tell us your name? Can you understand anything I'm saying?"
The Youngling could only blink, he couldn't feel the majority of his body, was an anchor weighing him down? Did Gabriel pin him under a boulder again?
He opened his mouth, attempting to make his vocals work "I- I-"
"It's OK. You can take your time"
Castiel longed for a drink, his entire body quenched for thirst, the water that was home, at that second he remembered Gabriel's words "Humans don't speak Enochian, Cassie. They speak English, their first language, though it depends where they live will depend of their first language"
"En...g- En... gl-lish" Castiel was sure he was drowning in embarrassment now, that word, the language he was trying to speak, he understood some words could be easily translated from English to Enochian or vice versa.
"Yes, can you tell me your name?" Sam pleaded
The door opened again, Dean was carrying a tan material shocked to see both him and Sam talking. Silence enveloped the room for an extended period of time
Eventually Dean restarted the conversation "Can you speak?"
"He can, and knows we're speaking English but I think he only knows so much" Sam answered for Castiel
"What's your name?" Dean tried again
Castiel could only stare back at Dean, he was trying to form word but he mouth wouldn't co-operate with him
"I- I am C-Cas-ti-el"
"Castiel" Dean confirmed.
Castiel nodded his head "NOIB "
"What does that mean?" Sam questioned.
"Y- Yes"
Castiel started to twitch his body, gaining pieces of control.
"What are you doing?" Dean wondered
"He was trying to sit up before, I think he's uncomfortable. Here, let us help"
Both Sam and Dean hooked there arms around Castiel's lifting him upright, then pulling him gently towards the headrest, Castiel cringed but muttered a "Thank OL" (You)
"No problem, can you tell us anything else?" Dean watched as Castiel hands shook while inspecting his legs, he squeezed his thighs gently.
"Can you change back into a Siren?"
The look of confusion from Castiel baffled the Winchesters.
"Sssi-ren?"
"Yeah, isn't that what you are or were?" Dean continued.
Castiel shook his head, "NIDALI " (No)
"I'm going to buy a dictionary for you Castiel, it'll help you learn English, OK?" Sam offered
"Sam, do you think he can read and understand anything?"
"It might help, Dean. For all we know he could learn overnight"
Castiel didn't appreciate being spoken about when he was right there with them "I... underss-stand" he hoped his voice made him sound annoyed, his hearing was still adjusting.
"He speaks"
Sam excused himself while Dean attempted to make more conversation
"So, Castiel. Can you change back into whatever you are?"
"I..."Castiel wasn't sure how to translate himself properly, pulling a face he discovered the word "Unsure" leaving his mouth.
"OK," Dean cleared his throat "How are the new digs, must be strange wearing clothes"
"Yes" Castiel's voice felt like it was returning to it's usual state
"Did you swallow gravel or something?"
Castiel shook his head again, Dean couldn't decide whether it was just a 'No' or Castiel didn't understand what he had said.
"Never mind," Dean remembered that he needed to clean his equipment "I have to clean my guns" Castiel visibly flinched at the word 'gun' so Dean decided to hide the knives he had worried that Castiel would freak out.
"So, how are you enjoying your new meat suit now?"
Castiel didn't say a word, having no clue what Dean was saying to him, sensing this Dean sighed - loud and long "I meant," Dean clenched his teeth "how are you finding your new body?"
"Ssstrange"
"Have you got a problem speaking with your 'S's or something?"
"No, not Enochian"
"What do you mean?"
"English... not Enochian"
Dean caught on "Oh, you're struggling with the shift from Enochian to English, pronouncing is harder for you. Don't worry" Dean finished working on his 1911 Colt, moving to cleaning his sawn-off "Sam and I will be helping you with it, it'll be like teaching a Baby" He finished chuckling to himself.
"Sam... Family?"
"Yeah, I'm the older Brother"
"Others..?"
"Bobby, he's a family friend. He'll be the one who will be helping us help you"
"Bo-bby"
"Yeah" Dean flashed a quick smile before returning to polishing his knives under a cloth so Castiel couldn't see. Castiel's eyes roamed over all of Dean's Hunting equipment
"You, Sam, Bobby... all Hunt"
Dean froze, "Yes. Is that going to be a problem?" Dean hoped that didn't sound as threatening as he heard it
"No. I am Human not Mer"
"Mer?" Dean pulled a face
"I am not one now"
"Oh" Dean had to think about his next question "Are you related to Water Sirens?"
"Sisters. Mermen, Sirens are siblings"
"Great. What about the other Sirens, the ones that induce people inside a Lust or Love Spell"
Castiel was searching for the right words "Not... Known..."
"OK, so that's a no then, good. What did you do to my shoulder?" Dean couldn't distract himself anymore from the sizzling pain on his left shoulder, pulling off his Denim blue over shirt then pulled up his t-shirt to reveal the burst flesh coloured hand print that lay fresh and new.
"I hurt you?" Castiel took a shuddered breath.
Dean could see the fusion of emotions cross over Castiel's face.
"No. No, it's fine it'll heal over eventually, right?"
"I... sorry, not in-ten... in-"
"Intentional" Sam finished, brandishing the dictionary.
"Sam. I not- Dean not hurt"
Sam's stretched his mouth "I wasn't implying you did. You were scared and he what ever powers left you had were transferred, the handprint must of been the last spirt before you fizzled out. Here Castiel, this will help you with learning English. I'll set up some videos to watch too but later on, one step at a time" Sam handed Castiel the book
"What took you so long?" Dean covered up the handprint mark.
"The cashier thought it was a bit strange for me buying a dictionary" Sam put together hastily
"You mean you started flirting with her" Dean's smug expression outweighed Sam's flustered one. Dean won that round.
"Am" Castiel blurted a few minutes later
Sam and Dean looked over to him, "I am Castiel"
"That's right" Sam supported Castiel approvingly
Castiel smiled, already feeling a little accomplished as he continued to flick through the pages of his new possession.