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Charlie felt her phone go with two emails arriving close together, pulling it out she saw they were from Castiel and Dean informing her they wouldn't be able to make it this evening which made her even more suspicious of their applications. But that was a problem for later. Now she had to meet her 15 new clients and get to know them a little better.
Castiel was standing Bobby Singers study looking with awe at the extensive collection of rare books he had. Bobby was not what he had imagined when he picture the man. He wore a plaid shirt and cap and had a scruffy bread. His voice was as gruff as Castiel remembered from there phone conversation though he spoke only when needed. Letting his books speak for themselves.
Castiel walked over to the bookshelves, running his hands gently across the spines of the first editions. This would be a monumental task, appraising all of these. Then his eye caught something else which momentarily stole his breath. But it wasn't a book. It was a photo of two young men. One with long brown hair and the other with short dirty blond hair and the greenest eyes Castiel had ever seen. It was the green eyed man who caught his attention (in case you didn't realise) and he wondered who the man was.
Bobby noticed the bookshop owner's attention move from his books to the photo of the boys and he wondered. (Wondered what? We ask.) "That's Sam and Dean." He said from behind the man making Castiel jump.
"Are they your sons?" Castiel asked trying to keep the hopefulness out of his voice at the thought of maybe meeting the green eyed man someday. Not that he would be interested in a bookworm like Castiel, but everyone could dream right? (So true. And you know Castiel, on occasion dreams do come true.)
"Na, there my former partners boys." Booby replied, then seeing Castiel's look of confusion he continued. "I used to be in the police force. John Winchester was my partner. The boys spent a lot of time here over the years after their mother died. Came a bit like a second home to them I think."
"It is good to have more than one home." Castiel replied somewhat wistfully. He had never really had one let alone two.
"Yeah. Sam's the one with long hair. Keep telling him to get it cut, not that he'll listen to me. Jess his wife seems to like it though." Bobby continued, laying the trap to find the answer to his wondering.
"And Dean?" Castiel asked nonchalantly. He now knew the green eyed man's name. Dean Winchester. It was perfect just like he was.
At Castiel's question Bobby smiled 'got ya.' He thought. So it is Dean Castiel was interested in. (Of course.) Good. (Couldn't agree more.) "Dean's married to his job." He replied innocently keeping a straight face, however much he really wanted to smirk.
"Oh? And what does he do?" Castiel asked intrigued. He understood a little something about living for your job.
"He's a detective. Best one I ever saw. Though convinced he has to save everyone." Bobby replied fondly smiling at the picture before turning the tables on the man in his study. "So tell me about yourself Castiel."
"Well there is not much to say. You already know I run Angel books. That is my life." Castiel replied surprised by the other man's request.
"You got any family? Siblings?" Bobby asked. He would find out about this man.
"I have a brother." Castiel replied but not elaborating. Bobby could see this was going to be hard work, but he had the time. He had cracked many a man in his time on the force he would crack this one two.
"What about a partner?" Bobby asked.
"I'm single at present." Castiel replied then deciding they had discussed enough of his personal life he changed the subject. "To appraise all of these books is going to take time Mr Singer."
"Its Bobby and I guessed as much. How long do you reckon?" Bobby replied.
"I'm not sure. I need to be in the shop as well. I could do it at the weekends if that is acceptable." Castiel replied thinking over when he could leave Becky in the shop.
"Weekends are fine. Want to start tomorrow?" Bobby asked keen to get Castiel there then. (Hmm, I wonder why?)
"Tomorrow would be fine." Castiel replied.
"Excellent. Right lets go get a drink to cement the deal." Bobby said grabbing his jacket and making his way out the door to go to The Roadhouse with Castiel following him.
Dean was at The Roadhouse pleasantly drunk when he looked over at his new rookie partner Garth and noticed he was completely wasted. Hmm, pretty sure when the chief had asked him to take him under his wing he didn't mean get him plastered on his first night out with the boys. Turning to Ellen who was behind the bar he asked her to call them a cab before grabbing his partner before he fell off his stool and hauling him out the door to wait. At least if he was outside he could be as sick as he wanted.
Just as Dean was putting Garth in the cab he glanced up and saw Bobby arrive at the bar and he had a stranger with him. A very attractive stranger his mind supplied before he turned back to the task at hand and got into the cab giving the driver his and Garth's addresses.
Bobby parked in the lot by The Roadhouse and saw the distinctive 1967 black Chevy Impala that belonged to Dean down the way. Pointing at it he turned to Castiel. "Looks like you'll be meeting Dean tonight. That's his car."
"Oh." Was all Castiel could think to say. He wasn't prepared to meet that man just yet. He preferred to keep him as just a fantasy for now thank you. (Nooooooooooo)
Bobby made his way through the door and over to his wife smiling at her as she got him a beer.
"What ya drinking Castiel?" he asked the man beside him while scanning the bar for Dean.
"I'll have a beer thank you." Castiel replied keeping his eyes averted from anyone in the place in case he spotted Dean.
"Where's Dean? Saw his car in the lot." Bobby asked Ellen while she got the drinks.
"He just left. His new rookie partner was drunk so he decided it was time for them both to go home." She replied giving her husband a quizzical look. Bobby did not normally ask after Dean. If he couldn't see him he guessed he wasn't there. She would have asked what was going on but Bobby gave her a look that said later.
"Well Castiel, seems you'll have to wait to meet the boys til tomorrow. They always come round in the mornings on a Saturday." Bobby said cheerily.
"Yes. Well that should be fun." Castiel replied though inside he thought it would be anything but. He did not want to meet Dean Winchester while he was working. There was no way a guy like him would be interested in Castiel Novak, bookshop owner. (Oh yes he would.)