Destiel: The Beginning (Currently Editing)

Hunt

Cas.

Being a Angel kinda sucks sometimes, especially when you're usually a target everywhere, every Demon, evil Angels, and all the other creatures, probably want to use you for some big evil plan... luckily for me, this is normal. Over the years I've seen so much, but what happened this month, I'll never forget...

After the problem with the Leviathans, I was staying in a abandoned house that wasn't that bad, it was actually pretty great, and since I don't need food or sleep, it's even greater. Dean and Sam have been staying in motels across the country, trying to find the remaining Leviathans. So far no luck. The only interesting thing that happened, was me helping fix Dean's vehicle. I was just gonna use my powers, but he insisted I would do it the old fashioned way. I changed into more relaxing clothes, which felt so odd, it was very different from my usual. It was a blue shirt designed with waves washing on a beach, plus blue shorts to match. Dean kept acting really weird after I put on the new outfit change, and I was hoping he wasn't mad I borrowed Sam's clothes... I understood why he said to wear shorts, it was 98° and humid. By the time we were done, we were covered in grease, our shirts stained with sweat. It felt nice though, spending time with Dean, we haven't hung out in a while. All of a sudden I felt this tingly, fluttery feeling that snapped me out of my memory. That's been happening a lot, especially when I mention Dean... maybe it has to do with my other human things I've been going though, for some reason yesterday, my stomach felt empty. Angels don't get hungry, I mean I crave a burger here and there, but that's just for fun. Maybe I've been on Earth too long. I feel someone calling my name, getting me out of my thoughts once again, automatically sense the someone being Dean. I wonder what it is now, probably another dead end... I follow the prayer and it leds me behind Dean, sitting a motel chair in front of his computer, closing his eyes trying to focus.
"Hello Dean" I say.
He jumps slightly after hearing me.
"Cas, you need to show up at a door or something." He said with a smile.
I guess he doesn't know that I appear exactly where he is. But he should be used to this by now, and it's kinda funny whenever I make him jump anyway, even he is starting to find it funny considering he smiled. I look around the motel, the same as all the others really, plain walls, two Queen size beds, a medium size tv, and a bathroom of course. I looked over at the one bed and saw Sam asleep laid out all over the Queen size mattress, his hair all messy, and if you listen close you could hear snoring.
"Cas, I was researching a hunt nearby and it kinda seems Biblical, thought with you being a Angel and all you could make something out of it." Dean says, and points slightly towards the computer.
I look at the screen and see a lot of explicit images, guess Dean forgot to get rid of the site. I cough slightly trying to give him the hint. He stopped staring at Sam's weird sleeping position, and quickly gets rid of the explicit site and pulled up the actual one he wanted to show me.
"Sorry." He said with a chuckle.
I look at Sam wondering why he's asleep, usually the situations are reversed, Dean's usually sleep while Sam does all the research. I guess my thoughts just came out of me, cause I asked Dean what I was thinking
"Why are you doing the research today Dean isn't Sam the smart one" I asked, regretting the thing I said about Sam being the smart one. I guess joking isn't me...
"Hey! That's very insulting. Sam is still trying to deal with the whole Lucifer hallucinations remember. You should know since it's your fault" Dean said with a harsh tone, and continued typing away at the computer.
Yes it is my fault. I was desperate to defeat Raphael, so decided to work with the demon Crowley to open the door to Purgatory, which inside has all sorts of power from the millions of souls of monsters that used to roam the Earth, and if someone absorbed the souls into their bodies they would obtain extraordinary powers. I prayed to my Father for answers, for a sign. But nothing. So I decided to take the souls of Purgatory for myself, defeated Raphael, and became the new God. Dean, Sam, and Bobby did not take this lightly. I was so desperate for Dean to back down, I pushed down the wall in Sam's mind the only thing keeping him sane, I was hoping he leave me alone after that, but instead did the exact opposite. So after everything went down with the Leviathans, and I came back, I tried to heal Sam but my powers were unable to... it was foolish of me to think I could be able to contain all those souls, one which happened to be the stronger and older than all the rest... Leviathans. They controlled me temporarily and led me to the water, where their kind would spread through the water pipes. Everyone thought I was dead... Except Dean, he even held on to my overcoat that fell off during the Leviathan's Plan. I don't know what I feel towards Dean for about a year now, it's like after I betrayed him and everything that happened between us, I just feel different... I don't understand why I'm feeling this; I'm an Angel not human. I would ask Sam but I probably just be embarrassed. Bobby is not really a 'talk about your feelings' type. And Dean is definitely not the person I should tell. But when he talks about me or sticks up for me, I feel that fluttery feeling and my cheeks feel hot. Do other humans feel this, and if so what does it mean?
"Hey Earth to Cas" Dean said.
"Y...yes" I say stuttering slightly.
"Well I found the biblical thing I was telling you about" Dean said.
I look at the screen reading the headline.
47 year old woman shot in the head only to have the bullet deflected back at the shooter.
"Interesting. Maybe the Reapers of the town are missing like last time" I say slightly confused.
"Nope. The town just lost someone yesterday, and this happened the same day. It's like someone was trying to save that lady." Dean said.
"So why would you assume it's biblical?" I asked
"Well you know how Angels are, all mysterious and having weird and unexplained motives" Dean said.
"I will check" I say.
I turned around and closed my eyes and just as I was about to leave, I hear Dean call my name.
"Cas?"
I turn to face him. He's probably gonna make fun of me or something.
"Sorry about saying Sammy losing his mind was your fault, I need to start remembering that I can't be so mean to you, because I thought you died, even if it was only for a moment, but it felt my world was being torn apart, you are my best friend, and it's not your fault what happened to Sam, I mean you did it, but..." Dean paused for and minute and chuckled. "What I'm trying to say is I'm sorry"
I look into his hazy green eyes and see that he meant everything he said. I smiled big but then tried to cool down to accept his apology.
"Thank you Dean and your forgiven, I feel exactly how you feel, I just wish I would have done the right thing when I had the chance..." I say.
He stands up and walks over to me, and again my cheeks starts up, he pats my shoulder and looks into my eyes.
"Can in the end you did, and that's all that matters, besides Sammy is getting a lot better and maybe it was better for him to have gone through it naturally, y'know?" I nod my head slightly, still staring in his eyes while focusing on the words he says. "You are a good friend Cas." He said with a smile.
My cheeks flame up but I manage to speak.
"So are you Dean." I answered with a smile of my own.
He sits back in the chair, and I poof out and back in the abandoned house. I keep replaying what happened back forth in my head. But why? After Lucifer killed me and God brought me back, Jimmy's soul left and moved on. So why am I feeling like a human?

Yay! Finished my first chapter I have really big plans for this story and hope you guys enjoy. I'll be posting the next chapter later today. Please comment and vote!! Thank you☺