It was less than six months later when Castiel was summoned by Dean Winchester again. This time, when he flew to Dean's location, he ended up in a park. The Winchester boy was standing with a grizzled man, who was not John and did not appear to bear any resemblance to the Winchesters. He walked up to them, and was soon spotted by Dean.
'Cas!' he yelled, and rushed forward to hug his friend.
'Hello, Dean,' replied Cas as he wrapped his short arms around the Winchester. He was once more in the vessel he had taken after losing his previous one, and it had grown a little so that it was keeping up with Dean.
'I was wondering if you wanted to come and play ball with us?' Dean asked, looking hopefully at Cas as he pulled away. 'Dad said I was supposed to be doing shooting practice, but Uncle Bobby's letting me skip it for baseball.'
Castiel's mind drifted to the matters that were to be addressed, before deciding with a resolute finality that they could be postponed for at least a few hours while he spent some more time with Dean.
'Of course I can come and play ball with you,' he said, smiling slightly.
'Awesome,' replied Dean before pulling him over to where Bobby was stood. 'Bobby, this is my friend Cas. We met on a hunt once.'
'Nice to meet you, kid,' said Bobby, voice rough. He extended out his hand and Castiel shook it. 'Your parents hunters too?'
'No, me and dad saved him and his family from these demons. That's how he knows about this stuff.'
'Jesus, Dean, let him speak for his'self,' began the older hunter.
'What Dean says is true,' interjected Castiel. 'He was tremendously brave, saving me the way he did.'
Dean blushed at the comment and the two spent a short second staring at each other before Bobby clapped Dean on the shoulder and said: 'I'll leave you and your friend to play ball together, okay? Gonna go and sit right on that there bench,' he said as he pointed out, upon sensing Dean's slight nervousness.
'Okay, Bobby,' Dean smiled. He took the ball and mitt from the hunter before pulling Cas gently with him so they were further afield, but not by much.
'Dean, I am unaware of how to play baseball,' Cas said when they came to a stop.
'It's okay, I'll teach you,' insisted Dean, before going into a torrent of rules and advice for the game.
When Cas thought he had got it, they played a few games, with the angel's skill increasing the more time he spent playing.
Their fun was stopped short though, when Gabriel's voice echoed in Castiel's head via the angel radio, stating he was needed.
'I have to go again, Dean,' he said apologetically.
'It's okay, Cas. As long as you come back and visit me soon,' smiled the Winchester sadly.
'I shall, I promise,' said Cas.
'I'd walk a little further before teleporting though; Bobby might suspect something.'
'Good idea,' nodded Castiel. He gave Dean a short hug and a kiss on the cheek before walking away from his friend and the park. When at the edge of the grass that marked the sidewalk, Cas flew back up to Heaven once more.
A/N: This is so overdue I know, but if you want to find someone to blame, blame the person who decided to be a douche with my exams.
I'll try update when I can, but I'm sorry if I don't make all the usual update times. Won't be updating at all in 6 weeks time for 6 weeks because exams.