Down the Hall, To the Right

Chapter 2

A brown haired boy walked into his brother's study to ask him about dinner when he noticed the numerous folders spread out on his desk. He glanced at the door and when assured that his brother wasn't in the doorway, he opened one of the manila folders to find the name that he had heard somewhere. His eyes widened slightly as he remembered where he had heard the name.

He recalled the time this morning when the chairs for the secretarial interview were being set up. A boy had helped set up the chairs with an admirable amount of politeness. When he walked through the same hallway about an hour later, he had heard the same boy's voice state his name to be Dean Winchester. The same name that was written in Michael's neat handwriting. He was not only reminded of the boy's kindness, but of his bright green eyes that still made him blush.

The door opened behind him and Michael entered the room. The brown haired boy rushed to close the folder and place it neatly on his desk, but his fingers tripped and pushed a few papers off his desk.

"I-I sorry, Michael, I know-" He began to say, but Michael interrupted him with a chuckle.

"Castiel, I was actually going to ask you to take a look at those. They're my notes from the interviews as you may have seen. It seems that I have more work than I assumed and I don't have the time to read through them. Anyway, it would be better to get the opinion of someone else."

Castiel found his voice and spoke up. "Can't Lucifer do them? I mean, if it's for his secretary, then he could figure out which one he likes best and we wouldn't have to do this again."

"As good an idea as that is," Michael smiled. "Lucifer is far too busy with the Tran case." Castiel remembered the Tran case, of which his classmate and friend's mother was kidnapped. "I would really appreciate if you could do this, Castiel." His dull green eyes pleaded with Castiel's deep blue ones and he finally nodded. Michael sighed and placed a hand on his younger brother's shoulder, thanking him silently. "Dinner will be on in an hour. Sorry it's so late." Castiel walked out of the home office and walked up the stairs to his room and began to read the notes left in the folders.

Castiel had read 15 interviews and now knew all the questions by heart. He had found three finalists, a Garth Fitzgerald, a Hester Gold, and, of course, Dean Winchester. Castiel bit his lip as he recalled the image of the green eyed boy. He had heard of a Dean in his school, but there was no way of knowing it was him. He had heard guys talk of his skills in football, and girls talk of his unbelievably good looks. "Well, I know that's true." He blushed again after the laughter escaped his lips. The school was so large and in his four years in the school he had never even glimpsed the boy. A knock came at Castiel's door and he invited the person in. His twin brother, Inias came in. They were fraternal brothers, so Inias didn't have Castiel's bright blue eyes. His were brown. The only trait they shared was their brown hair.

"Dinner's ready." He glanced at the papers. "What's that?"

"Michael asked me to pick someone for Lucifer's secretarial job." Castiel said Inais laughed.

"Don't sweat it. Lucifer'll probably throw 'em out by next week."

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"Oh really? I have a feeling this one'll last the month." Castiel smirked.

"Do I hear a bet in your voice?"

"Twenty bucks."

"You're on." Castiel walked out of his room and while Inias walked with him, he asked, "What makes you think this one's gonna last the month?" Castiel shrugged and Inais huffed, clearly upset that Castiel was probably hustling him; after all, he had seen the notes of the interviews. They walked into the dining room and the Novaks were comfortably situated at the table. Michael and Lucifer were seated at the heads of the table. Inias and Castiel sat down across from Anna and Hannah. Sitting next to Inias was Hael.