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Cas couldn’t breathe. His throat felt as if it was raw and his head felt worse than when he had drank an entire liquor store. The light streaming in from the hallway was blinding, and Cas panicked as he tried to recall the last time they had run into a vampire. “Dean!” He tried to shout, but his voice was weak and the words hurt. It would be a miracle if it would be heard on the other side of the bed, never mind in the library. He knew he would have to get up, but the notion was not a pleasing one. As he attempted to sit up, the room started to spin and he fell back into the pillows. Cas closed his eyes, urging his head to

“I wish to bake a pie.” Sam looked up from the ancient text he was reading, eyes meeting Cas’ with confusion. He looked exhausted, and Cas had a feeling Sam hadn’t slept that night. It would explain why he was already in the library despite the early hour. “We’re on a case, Cas.” He reminded, “Normally I’d be all for helping you, but people have been dying left right and center this week, I can’t just stop what I’m doing.” “But I have to make one for Dean.” Cas explained, obviously expecting for it to make the situation different, to get Sam on board. Sam s

Dean shot down the dark and empty highway like he had Hellhounds on his tail, but that's just how he drives.  His lips were pursed together and he had everything on his mind except the two asphalt lanes stretched in front of him.  The separation from Sam was weighing heavily in his thoughts, but not as much as something he'd been fighting not to think about. Castiel. More specifically, the way Dean couldn't stop thinking about him, no matter how hard he'd tried.  Sometimes he would find himself staring at Cas, almost unable to look away.  But then the angel would catch him staring, and Dean would act like he had been lost in thought or some

    The city was beautiful at night, especially with the light snowfall coming from the sky and leaving a light coat of frozen vapor covering the buildings and trees.  Castiel was happy.  Maybe it wasn't good news that the demon and monster activity had decreased to the point where it was nearly nonexistent, but it gave him more time to spend with his friends down on earth.  Now they were travelling around the country, just like Dean had always wanted to.  They had already seen the Grand Canyon, the Golden Gate bridge, and they even saw the Liberty Bell twice.  To be honest, Cas didn't even care what sights they were out there to see, for all