As the air slowly grew warmer, the grass starting to show the morning dew, and the sky began to show the multiple colors of the dawn. All around the waiting room, family members were snoozing and drooling over each other. One guy was sprawled out in the most uncomfortable position that Dean has ever seen. Dean, shockingly, as he watched Bobby and Sam sleep on the waiting room chairs, wasn't sleepy at all. His mind was buzzing in circles, keeping a close and watchful eye on Belle. She was sitting like she was in the presence of the queen, proper and oddly lady like. Dean just couldn't understand it; for months, Belle's been fighting and getting Castiel into trouble with the other Angel's. She was even responsible for the injuries and torture that Castiel went through. Dean remembered when Castiel explain his Angelic Family, the pain on his face, the tears in his eyes. Dean remembered feeling sympathetic for him, having a better understanding of Castiel. Because it was the first time Castiel ever showed any emotion. Then he saw the scars his family left on him.
Finally, Bobby and Sam woke up and Belle walked over to Bobby, carrying a thin folder.
"He will be residing with you." Belle told Bobby, handing him the folder. " I have made a profile for him, this will make the situation simpler for you."
Bobby looked at Belle, studying her, searching for any hidden clues of benevolence. After a few moments of silence, Bobby opened the folder. Dean walked over and peered down at the folder as Sam stretched over. Surprisingly, they were impressed by the detailed information she put into creating a human Castiel. Almost like she was creating an Avatar for a PC game.
"Castiel Robert Winchester?"Bobby read out loud, shaking his head and feeling slightly disgusted. " Why'd you give him my name as his middle name?"
"It is because it has a good ring to it." Belle replied, smiling genuinely.
"March 1994?" Dean read, doing the math in his head. Which was a school subject he wasn't really good at. " That would make him, what, 16? 17?"
"Yes, I reversed the time on his vessel and made him younger, so no one may recognize him."
"Why did ja give him the last name Winchester?" Bobby asked. Belle tilted her head, wondering if he was asking her or Dean.
"Well, one reason is due to Dean mentioning to the doctor his last name was 'Winchester earlier." Belle reminded Bobby, adjusting her hair. " Also, may I ask, why not?"
"Maybe because he ain't family. Hell, he threatened to smite us, he nearly killed Sam." Bobby explained angrily, remembering Castiel's words, the way his menacing eyes peered at them like he was superior.
"He threatened you?" Belle asked, giving the same look Castiel gave Dean when they first met. "Did you not see? Ariel was behind you and Dean, Robert. Our Angelic Sons are the one's responsible for whatever happened to Sam. He was not threatening you, he was threatening Ariel."
"What?" Bobby asked, baffled.
"When the gates of Purgatory are opened, certain Angel's are sent to close the gates, and smite the ones who opened it." Belle said, holding her hand over her heart. "Ariel was sent to do that job. Castiel meant to protect all three of you, he cares very deeply for all of you."
"Why?" Sam asked, feeling bad for what he thought about Castiel. Even if Castiel nearly killed them, or so they thought, Castiel's intentions were always good.
"It is because you remind him of a human family, although broken and somehow blended." Belle commented, crossing her arms firmly. " A true family, he wanted to protect you from the dangers that were to come. "
"What do we tell him?" Dean asked, putting the folder under his arm.
"What about?"
"If he ask's us about his family, about the Angelic Family, what do we tell him?"
"You are to not mention us until the time is right." Belle replied, her eyes growing firm and focus. It was like she was making a business deal of her career. " Until then, you are to tell him that you are his adopted family. You must tell him a lie, although I do not approve, about why he was in the woods. He cannot know about me, or what those marks are on his chest. He will need to learn on his own. "
"What about you?" Dean asked, in a soft tone.
"I have told you once already," Belle replied in a hard tone. " Do not make me tell you once again."
"Ok, one: don't talk to me like I'm one of your kids." Dean said, keeping his demeanor calm. " And two: I meant, what are you going to do now?"
"I will say my farewells and I will ensure that Ariel does not know of your whereabouts."
"Hey, how ya feeling?" Dean asked forcing a smile, patting Castiel's shoulder. Dean managed to find his old clothes in the mess of clothes in his bag. Shockingly, Castiel looked really good in a deep blue shirt, denim jeans and black jacket. Dean kind of felt a small sense of pride.
"Sore, but I think I'll live. Kinda glad that the doctor didn't perscribe any medicine's for me, except for the usual pain killers." Castiel replied, feeling slightly awkward. Even though he remembered Dean saying they were a family, Castiel couldn't remember him. It was like taking a test and although he should know the answer, he just couldn't pull it out. "So, what now, Dean? It's Dean right?"
"Yeah, it's Dean. And I'll tell you when we get to the car." Dean said, guiding Castiel outside the hospital and to the Impala where Sam, Bobby and Belle were waiting. Castiel felt his stomach twist, his eyes narrowing, and his head grow suddenly intense. Belle, with sparkling eyes, smiled warmly at him with a celebrity white smile. Castiel stopped and stared at her, tilting his head to the side curiously as he studied her.
"I think I know you." Castiel said, straining again to remember. Only this time, he felt certain that he knew. He could feel it, but he couldn't remember. With the same smile, Belle walked up to him. Her eyes looking over him lovingly. Castiel felt slightly awkward again, he wanted to back away, but at the same time, stand still.
"Please, I wish for you not to resent me." Belle begged, caressing Castiel's face. Although he wanted to relax in her touch, embrace her, let her soothe his worries away. But Castiel couldn't relax, actually, he wanted to run away, he wanted to scream at her, bite her fingers, something violent that would make her leave. He could feel his gut boil in rage, like he should resent her. Reaching around her neck, she pulled out a wooden Rosary and placed it on his neck. She placed her hands on his shoulders and leaned forward, whispering into his ear. "Wear this, Castiel. So you will always have the Lord near your heart, and remember me."
"Don't start shit like that." Dean snapped, pulling Castiel away from Belle. Belle looked at Castiel, holding her hands out like she was still caressing his face. Her bright green eyes showing pain, and tears were developing. Closing her eyes, she swallowed and cleared her throat. "You did what you came for, now go."
"What...but I don't...why..." Castiel's voice trailed off, he couldn't figure out what to say. All he could do was try to understand what Belle meant, and why Dean pulled him away. His mind started buzzing around again, nothing was making sense. He felt nothing but rage towards a woman who was showing him she cared, Dean pulled him back like he was trying to protect him. Even Sam and Dean were giving her dirty looks. "What the hell is going on?"
"Be brave, be smart, and do not follow those who do evil deeds." Belle advised, turning around and walked towards her car.
"Wait." Castiel begged, trying to run after her.
"Boy, if I was you, I wouldn't." Bobby advised, looking at Castiel firmly.
"But I know her, she might have answers for me." Castiel begged as Dean started pulling him to the car. "Wait, stop pulling on me. What the hell's going on? Where are we going, now?"
"And so do we." Bobby snapped, following them. " Remember numb nuts? We found you?"
"But...she..."
"It's alright, Cas. We have to go now, alright?" Dean said, pushing Castiel into the car.
"Go? Go, where?" Castiel asked, looking at Bobby who climbed into the back seat. Startled when Bobby slammed the door, Dean turned away to glare at him.
"Don't look at me like that." Bobby grumbled, giving Dean the same look.
"Iowa." Dean finally replied, starting the car.