-A/N: not sure what the hell happened to this chapter..... I cant even remember how I did it honestly. I will try and rewrite it though..-
Dean wakes up and looks out his window to see a moving truck outside. He races downstairs and onto the front lawn.
"Morning Dean. Dad and I are helping the new neighbors move in. Wanna help?" Sam asks. Dean stares as a boy about his age runs between the house and the truck with boxes.
"They seem kind of outgoing." Dean says nervously.
"Come on!" Sam takes Dean's hand and drags him over. The boy comes over. He has dark brown wildly fluffy hair and brillant blue eyes.
"Hi. Uh. I'm Castiel." The boy introduces.
"I'm Dean." Dean replies smiling.
"Wanna help me?" Cas asks shyly. Dean nods silently.
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"Cas! The doorway better be clear, Mikey and I are bringin up your bed and desk!" Cas's dad-Chuck calls.
"Okay!" Cas calls back.
"I got this box!" Dean dibs as he shoves a box out of the way.
"I got this one." Cas says. He shoves boxes out of the way as Michael, Cas's older brother, black hair, blue eyed bursts into the room.
"Hey boys!" Michael ruffles Dean's hair first then Cas's.
"Hi." Dean giggles. Cas laughs. Cas's dad shoves a bedframe through the doorway into Michael's back. Michael huffs and flips the bed down. The desk it brought in and set up where Cas directs.
"Call if you need anything." Michael informs.
"Okay!" Cas calls.
"Let's finish setting up this room." Cas says turning to Dean.
"Let's." Dean nods.
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FanfictionNine year-old Dean Winchester usually spends the lonley nights when he can't sleep on the roof outside of his room. His mom died when he was little and his Dad was recently in a car crash. 5 year-old Sam Winchester and Dean's Uncle, Bobby take care...
