Chapter 38

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Castiel, when Dean finally met the angel, was strangely adorable. He looked like a puppy who had been kicked often but was still very much loyal to his owner. It was strange. And the weirdest thing was that he had these, well, puppy dog eyes that seemed entirely natural.

Sam had taken one look between the angel who was supposed to save Dean from hell and his brother, and mentally started howling with laughter. Finally! He had some payback on his damn brother for all the times he made fun of him and Gabriel!

"So...you're an angel? Mind explaining why you broke all that glass?"

"I was attempting to talk to you. I thought you couldn't hear me?" he stated simply, though that last sounded more like a question and the way he cocked his head in confusion had Dean twitching.

Inwardly Sam really, really wished he could record this without Dean noticing. Until he remembered he could always show this to his boyfriend through the pensieve. Gabriel would likely get a kick out of the obvious instant attraction Dean had to this Castiel guy.

To be fair, Dean was a bigger sucker for dogs than even Sam was. It was why the puppy dog eye technique was so damn effective on his brother.

"Dean Winchester, heaven has..." started Castiel before Dean growled.

"What the hell did you just call me?" he hissed.

"Dean Winchester...?"

"My name," he stressed, "Is NOT Winchester. I haven't gone by that name in well over a decade and there's not a chance in hell I'm going to start using that son of a bitch's name now. Even Sam doesn't answer to that bastard's name."

Seeing Castiel's confusion, Sam took pity on him.

"Dean and I found something that we didn't agree with about John Winchester, and he nearly tried to kill Dean since he was eleven we've been living with our adoptive mother and father instead. We broke contact with John years ago after we found out something we couldn't forgive him for," clarified Sam.

"If you want to work with us, angel, then call us the Harvelle brothers. Otherwise we're just going to ignore anything you say and we'll happily tell heaven where to stuff their orders," said Dean with vehemence.

While the magical society had at least taken the hint once they changed their names, for some bizarre and very irritating reason the supernatural side of things hadn't gotten the same memo. It was a source of constant irritation for the brothers, since they had to keep correcting people about their last name.

Winchester was a name they would happily never take up again.

Fortunately it seemed this Castiel was willing to at least listen to them.

"Very well, Dean Harvelle. Heaven has sent me to retrieve you from the pit, but it seems someone beat me to Alistair's racks."

Dean openly snorted.

"Yeah, small problem with that plan. See I already filled my end of the contract two months into it, and someone gave me directions to a portal that lead out. The body Lilith killed was a fake so they didn't try to kill Sam again," he said amused.

Castiel blinked. This was clearly news to him, though it certainly explained why the demons hadn't tried very hard to keep the angels out. They must have figured something was up when they learned who they were sent down to retrieve.

"Heaven has a job for you, Dean."

He flared his wings out to prove he was in fact an angel, since he was curious why Dean hadn't challenged his claim. Dean did not look impressed. At all. He felt annoyed and somewhat disappointed.

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