Supernatural OneShots

The Adventures of the Powerless Angel [p2]

I run out of the hospital, Cas in tow, and get into the car.

Cas says, sliding in next to me, "Why did we sneak out? I mean, you could've just asked them if"

"No, they wouldn't have let you out, anyway. Geez, why're you so ignorant about the things of this world?"

"I do not get out much."

I ask, starting up the car, "Well, what do you wanna' do? We could hang out around town, since you don't want the boys to know about...well, this. Are you...hungry maybe?"

"I haven't fed this vessel since I've possessed him, so yes, I would say that I am hungry. This vessel likes cheeseburgers, apparently."

I laugh a little, driving down the road for a bit to get to that burger joint that Dean says is 'frickin' awesome'.

We pull up, get out of the car, and walk into the restaurant. I tell him to go sit somewhere while I get our grub. When I find him again, he's sitting at a two person table, staring at the TV.

"Cas, are you okay?" I ask.

He flicks his eyes down to me, saying, "What? Oh yes, I'm fine, I just...I don't know why, but that guy on TV kind of looks like Dean."

I turn to look at the TV, and sure enough, the guy on the screen looks exactly like him, except...I think that it's a soap opera.

I laugh, then say, turning back to Cas, "Yeah I know; that guy is like, an exact look alike to Dean, and Dean is creeped out by it. Everyone has a doppelganger, and I even told him that."

Then, I push the tray over to him across the table, saying, "Here; this is for you. I even got you some fries; I thought you might like them."

He replies, giving me a small smile, "Thank you."

I smile back, and practically scarf all of my food down, even though I thought that I wasn't that hungry right now. I actually find myself watching him eat for some reason.

When he took his first bite, I saw his eyes light up a little. He said, "As I have said before...'these make me...very happy'." He even added a cute little smile at the end.

I snorted, and he added, sounding a bit dazed, "I...I like hearing your laugh. It makes me feel... blissful."

Now as he eats his fries, he seems to be acting like he's in love with them. I mean, he probably doesn't know what being 'in love' means, and he most likely doesn't know that he's doing it, which makes it the more hilarious to watch.

I didn't realize that I was doing something until I notice him look down at the table in front of me.

"What is that?" He asks.

I look down and see that I've doodled his eyes onto a napkin with a random pen. I cover it up, saying, "What-oh, it's nothing. It's just a doodle, I guess."

"May I see it...please?"

I can't resist those big blue puppy eyes, so I slide it over to him, insisting on looking down at my lap.

He says, "This...this is amazing."

I giggle a little, and meet his eyes, saying, "It's just a doodle, Cas, nothing more."

"Are these...my eyes? Or, my vessel's at least?"

"Didn't your vessel's soul die? If it did, then that means that they're your eyes now, Cas."

He smiles, saying, "You just admitted that they are my eyes, thank you."

"Oh my-how did you do that? Maybe you're not as innocent as I thought you were!" I say, shocked by this new discovery.