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Disclaimer 2: The title is from the song, Chasing Cars and I am not making money by using it as the title of my seven

March 5th, 2010

On March 5th, 2010, Castiel woke up at the time he usually did. He got out of bed, brushed his teeth, and put on his clothes. He went downstairs and ate breakfast with his sister, Anna while his mother made some coffee. His father was nowhere to be seen but Castiel didn't care much about his missing presence. He suspected his father was at the office.

Their mother packed their lunch and walked them to the school bus. She waved as the bus drove away, her figure became smaller and smaller as the bus drove farther away. That day started out as most days had and Castiel didn't think that anything out of the ordinary was going to happen. He was, of course, proven wrong.

At the end of the school day, Castiel went to their usual meeting spot and stood there waiting for Dean. After a few minutes of waiting, Castiel thought about walking home alone but then he spotted Dean.

Dean was not alone though. A kid with long blonde hair and dark brown eyes was standing next to him. He was a bit taller than Dean. Castiel could see that they were laughing as they walked. He did not know who the kid was. Castiel supposed that it was his fault though. Ever the shy kid who couldn't get the courage up to talk to others, Castiel didn't really get to socialize with kids his age outside of Dean. As they got closer, Castiel felt himself stiffen.

"Hey Cas, this is Ash." Dean's eyes sparkled brightly. Castiel squinted his eyes in deep concentration as he racked his brain thinking up why the name sounded so familiar.

"Is he okay?" Ash asked. To which Dean said, "Don' t worry, he always does this when he thinks."

Ash nodded right when Castiel blurted, "You're Asher." Castiel remembered Dean mentioning him before.

"Dude." Castiel tilted his head in confusion.

"Don't ever call me that again." Ash said.

"Alright." Castiel's ears had reddened a bit.

"So you're Cas?" Ash seemed to be sizing Castiel up. Castiel felt a bit uncomfortable at having someone stare so long at him.

"Yes that would be me. But my full name's Castiel. I appreciate it if you wouldn't call me that though."

"Hey, it's cool. I get it, I have a pretty weird name too." Just then a minivan pulled up and middle-aged woman with different-colored curlers in her hair and a rainbow T-shirt on stuck her head out the window, "Asher, get in. It's time to go home."

Ash scrunched up his nose. "I hate when she calls me that. But what can you do? She takes care of me and I should be glad that she does. See ya man." Ash held up his hand and Dean gave him a high five.

As Ash walked to the car, he yelled, "Nice to meet you, Cas." He waved at them as he got into the car. They drove off before Castiel could respond.

"So how was your day?" Castiel asked as they walked down the street.

"It was okay. Yours?"

"Fine. How's Mrs. Roberts treating you?" Castiel smirked knowing the answer.

"Ugh, I hate her. She's so mean and she's immune to all my charms. I just can't wait for summer."

"What charms, Dean?" Castiel snickered and Dean pushed him lightly. "Shut up, Cas."

"So that was Asher." Castiel said after a few minutes of silence.

"Yeah but I don't think he'd appreciate you calling him that."

Castiel decided to voice the thing that had been bugging him and said, "How come I haven't seen him around a lot?"

"Oh, kid had some trouble at home. He had to leave and was homeschooled before coming back this year." Dean explained.

"Why? What happened?" Castiel asked curiously.

"I don't know the whole story," Dean paused. "But let's just say that his parents aren't very nice people."

Castiel was confused. That lady seemed a bit off, sure, but she didn't seem to be mean.

It looked like Dean got what Castiel was thinking because he then said, "That lady ain't his mother. She's his aunt, Ellen."

"Oh." Castiel said. Though he knew it was mean, he couldn't help feeling a little bit glad that he wasn't the only one with horrible parents. It felt good to know that he wasn't alone for a few seconds before Castiel felt ashamed at feeling happy about someone's else miseries.

Once they reached Dean's house, Dean said good-bye and then raced up the stairs to open the door. He waved through the window to Castiel and then disappeared; probably off to his room.

When Castiel stood in front of his house, he rang the doorbell. He was surprised when no one opened it. He knew that his mother was home. He sighed as he dug through his bag, trying to find his key.

"Aha!" He said triumphantly as he found the key, unlocked the door and then closed it.

"Mom, I'm home." Castiel called from the hallway as he hung his coat and took off his shoes. He placed everything neatly inside the closet and stepped out into the living room.

He called for his mom again but she did not respond. He was surprised that she did not respond. She usually made lunch for him at this time before her afternoon nap. It was pretty weird but he just shrugged it off.

He went upstairs to his room and took out his textbook. He was going to start his homework when he heard a noise. It appeared to be coming from his parent's bedroom. Castiel chose to ignore it. However as time went by, it did not stop and he decided to investigate.

He walked down the hallway and then opened his parent's bedroom door. He did not see anything strange but could still hear the noise. He realized that the noise was coming from the bathroom. Arriving in front of the bathroom, he turned the doorknob; not knowing that what was on the other side would change him forever.

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