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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 fanfic.

Chapter thirteen

November 10th 2010

Another month had passed and Thanksgiving was right around the corner. Both boys could not wait for the holiday to come so that they could sleep in and blow off homework until the last second.

Castiel kept on excelling in his homework, hoping to one day get into the honors program and Dean could not wait to find out if he had made the team. Things seemed to be fine until one day when everything changed for the worse.

One day, Castiel came home from school and upon entering the living room, realized it was a bad time. Inias was on the couch, harboring what appeared to be his third drink of bourbon. This was not an unusual occurrence, as Castiel had not seen his father without a drink in his hand for the past year. The fact that he was drunk during an afternoon and was home was what was so unusual.

Castiel knew it was strange for an eleven-year old to differentiate between alcohol beverages but he also supposed that nothing was really normal in his family. After encountering his drunken father one too many times, he had learned to recognize the drunken look. Thinking that his father hadn't noticed him, Castiel decided to sneak away upstairs.

"Where are you going, young man?" Inias said.

"I'm going to do my homework, father." Castiel said tapping his fingers anxiously against his pant leg.

"It's always homework with you, isn't it? Don't you have any friends?" Inias snarled.

"Yes, I do. You would've remembered them had you not been drinking the day they came over." Cas said.

"Don't you talk back, you smartass." Inias snarled his teeth and raised his fist. Castiel recoiled back. Thankfully, Anna came in at that moment.

"Don't you touch him, you poor excuse of a human being." Anna yelled.

Inias turned around, hand still shaped in a fist and was about to strike her when Castiel stepped in front of her.

"Always the protector, aren't you? Too bad you couldn't save your mother. She was going to have a real son, a real man."

Castiel's blood ran cold. He couldn't be in that room another second. He was tired of his father always saying stuff like that. So what if he liked to read and cook and sometimes enjoyed to sing. He didn't think that it made him any less of a boy. But whenever his father started to say stuff like that, he started doubting his beliefs. He turned on his heel and ran away up the stairs. He went into his room and slammed the door. Within a few seconds, a knock came, interrupting his thoughts.

"What are you doing?" Anna asked, standing at the doorway.

"Packing." Castiel said.

"Where are you going?" Anna asked him calmly. That was why he loved his sister. She never thought any of his plans or ideas were crazy or out of reach and she had always listened, no matter what.

"Dean's probably. Where else?" Castiel said as he folded his shirts.

"Where else?" Anna repeated, as if she knew something Castiel did not. Castiel turned and saw her smirking but had also noticed the concern in her eyes.

Castiel sighed. "You can leave with me too."

Anna bit her fingernail. "I don't know, Cassie, we could get in a lot of trouble."

"Do you really think dad would notice? He's drunk most of the time." Cas said as he folded up his sweatpants. "And don't call me, Cassie."

"Don't worry sweet cheeks." Anna went to pinch his cheek like she had done all those years ago but he waved her arm away in time.

"Don't call me that either."

"I'm only messing with you, kid." Anna sighed. "Alright, let's do it. I'll go pack my bags."

Twenty minutes later, both Milton children were packed and ready to leave their house. Once they were downstairs, Inias turned to them questioningly.

"Where do you think you're going?" Inias narrowed his eyes.

"On a vacation." Anna rolled her eyes.

"Don't be a wisecrack." Inias said.

"I'm just taking after my wonderful father." Anna said sweetly.

Inias noticed that Castiel was going down the stairs with his own suitcase.

"Oh look and you're taking your little sister with you." Inias sneered.

"Oh look, who is that drunk stranger in our house? Do you recognize him, Anna? I think we should call the cops on him." Castiel replied back.

Anna banged her fist against the T.V. screen and everyone turned their attention to her. "That is enough. I am tired of all of this, dad. Castiel is my brother and if you ever say something mean or taunting again, god help me, you will never ever see another living day."

Inias opened his mouth to say something but before he could, Anna interrupted him and said, "And to answer your question, we are leaving, good luck trying to find a family that actually cares about you. C'mon, Cas, let's go. "

And with that, both Milton children raced out the door before their father could say anything.

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