My Angel {Destiel}

Wings

Its still late afternoon when they arrive home. Dean doesn't even say anything to Cass. He just pulls Sam aside to talk to him.

Dean looks around, making sure that its all clear. "Dude," he starts. "Why did you tell Cass to hold my hand?" Sam smiled. "Because. Your in love with him, and he's in love with you. I'm tired of you getting mad at Cass for no reason. And if there were to be a reason, it's you just not wanting to be who you truly are. A disaster bi male who's in love with his best friend." Dean rolled his eyes. "Don't call me that. And stay out of it." Sam shook his head. "No, I won't. If you ain't gonna do the smoochy-smooch with Cass, I'll make Cass do the smoochy-smooch with you." Dean made a disgusting face. "Why are you so nasty?" Sam shrugged his shoulders and walked out and back into the kitchen. 

They all sit at the table, digging into their food. Well, Sam and Cass did. Dean was just being all touchy-touchy with his burger and fries. "You okay, Dean?" Cass asked. "Uh," Dean started. "Yeah. I'm fine." He wasn't though. "Maybe Sams' right. Maybe I should talk to Cass. We both feel the same way. I didn't even know that angels could feel attraction." They all stopped eating when they heard a sound. It sounded like wings. At first they thought it was Jack. But it wasn't. If it were Jack, they wouldn't hear him. But if its another angel, you could hear them. 

The Boys (No pun intended) turned to see a woman standing there. She looked very familiar. It was Dumah! "Castiel," She started. "Its good to see you happy and free. Again." Cass looked so shocked. "Dumah? How did you get here?" Dumah smiled. "I was about to tell you. Jack gave all the angels their wings back! He said that they come back over time, since he didn't know how to make them come back right away." Cass smiled at the thought of Jack. At first, Jack was supposed to be killed, since Nephilims weren't allowed to exist. And now, Jack, his son, well, you get the point, is now running heaven and making things right.

"That's great news, Dumah," Cass replied. "When did you get your back?" Dumah's face expression changed. "Um.. I got them like a week ago. And I was confused so I wanted to talk to Jack about it to see if something was wrong. He told me that he forgot to tell the angels about the whole thing." Cass just started blankly. "Well then. That's something.." Dumah's eyes went wide. "I FORGOT! IF YOU FEEL A LARGE PAIN IN YOUR BACK, LIKE YOUR BEING RIPPED APART BY A HELLHOUND, no offense, Dean, THEN THAT MEANS THEY'RE COMING!" Cass covered his ears. "Okay, I get it. But do you have to yell?" Everyone laughed. "Haha, my bad. Alright. I think I've been here long enough. Have fun with your boyfriend, Castiel." Dean blushed, and Cass's jaw just dropped. "BOYFRIEND? REALLY DUMAH?" And with that, Dumah was gone.

Both Cass and Dean turned to look at Sam. You could tell that Sam was trying to hold in a laugh/scream. Or both. "Don't laugh," Dean said. "BAHAHAHA! THAT'S FUNNY! EVEN DUMAH SEES IT! BAHA! JUST KISS ALREADY!" Cass got up and headed for the door. He had to leave. He was a blushing mess. Dean sighed. "You know what, Sam?" Sam chuckled some more but replied. "What?" Dean got up and set his beer down. "Maybe I will kiss him." Dean dashed after Cass, leaving Sam at the table by himself. "WAIT!" Sam shouted as he also got up. "WAIT! IM COMING!"

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Alrighty, Short chapter.. I am really busy this week since I'm moving and stuff. But, I end dis chapter on a cliffhanger ;) Your welcome. Anyways, I'm gonna go watch The Kill Count on YouTube. James A. Janeese is the best person EVER