Pull Me Up (a destiel au fanfic)

chapter 6

A/N:

Ok this chapter moves a teeny bit fast, but it's only because I don't want the whole story to just be how Castiel and Dean end up together (wow spoiler if you weren't already guessing) but I also want it to include like some domestic life because I always like to see that when I read fanfics. 

Anyways, carry on.

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The days following the funeral were long, but the weeks were short. Before I knew it, it'd been a month and it got harder and harder to remember his face without a picture in front of me or his voice unless I listened to one of his test recordings or spoken papers. Still, feelings were slowly filling me; the sadness of loss, the depression of knowing he would never be back, and another that I didn't quite know how to identify. It didn't really relate that directly to Sammy, but it was more towards Castiel. It was a warm fondness but also almost a feeling of betrayal seeing as the only reason I knew him was because he was helping me plan a service for my dead brother.

I tried to get out of my sadness and go out with Charlie and Jo more and more- Castiel, too. He'd been at the bunker more and more lately and we'd gotten closer. I still didn't know the details of his relationship with Jo, although sometimes they would sleep in the same room and leave together in the mornings. I didn't question it. 

Judy and Ellen were out a lot, mostly because Judy had to go back to her work and so did Ellen. I would write, submit stories or poems into contests or anonymously to a publisher and I'd win them once in a while, glad to have something filling my bank account. 

Charlie always seemed to have money, and I was pretty sure there was something sketchy and illegal going on, but I didn't really care for now. She assured me she had a "proxy" and although I wasn't quite sure what that was, I figured it was safe. 

Today I had planned on staying home since it was the exact one month anniversary, and moping in my sadness, but Jo came knocking on my door, Castiel behind her, wearing a plain black tshirt and checkered pajama pants. He waved with a small smile and Jo said, "Hey, I'm going out today, if you guys wanna do something."

"Where are you going?" I automatically responded, worried about anyone who left the bunker. 

"I have to go back to work eventually, Dean, I can't have my mom always providing for me," she shrugged. "I work double shifts today, so I won't be back until like  tomorrow morning." It was almost 4pm, so it seemed like she was working a twelve hour shift. 

"Okay, that's fine, Cas, you can hang out in here with Charlie and I if you want," I shrugged, not thinking much of the three of us watching TV together in my room. 

Suddenly his face was hesitant, "Oh, you and Charlie? I don't know, I wouldn't really want to intrude..." he shook his head. 

"Intrude?" Jo and I both asked incredulously. I furrowed my eyebrows. 

"Aren't you and Charlie, like... a couple?" he asked. I could feel realization dawning on my features before Jo and I burst out laughing. He stood there, looking pitifully clueless. 

"No, Cas," I put a hand over my mouth to calm myself. Through my laughter I explained, "No, Charlie is very much a lesbian."

His jaw dropped, "Really?" We both nodded and I shrugged. 

"You really can't identify one of your own kind, Cas?" Jo laughed and hit him in the arm. This time I was the confused one. 

"What?"

Castiel blushed and looked at Jo. "Cas is gay, too," she shrugged. 

"Oh," was my response. "Well, alright."