The Youngest Winchester

Choosing; Castiel

Might be a little hard to follow, I'm switching between You and Castiel, all is 3rd person.

YOU
You sat, staring at your phone. You wanted to call Castiel, but you were both embarrassed about what happened during spin the bottle.

CASTIEL
He was doing anything to get his mind off you. What happened at the 'party', as Gabriel had put it, was completely unacceptable. He had no idea what came over him. He tried to read a book, but it only reminded him of you. Most of the time when he popped in to check on you, that's what you were doing. He had to stop. He decided to help out with chores around the bunker while you and the boys were on a hunt. He had just started the dishes, when memories had flashed by.

-Flashback-
Y/n had started the water, adding a quarter sized amount of soap. Castiel had dropped in to check on you, making the excuse that Dean had asked him to. You laughed.
"Okay then. Well, I'm just finishing up chores." You flicked soapy water in his face, laughing some more. He loved the way your eyes lit up when you laughed.
"What are you doing?" He asked, tone as grave as usual.
"The dishes. I could use some help, actually!" He nodded, and joined your side by the sink, "I'll wash and rinse, you dry. Okay?" He nodded. You scrubbed a cup, and rinsed it off on the other side of the sink. Finally, you handed it to him. He dried it carefully, scarred to drop it. Half way through you had gotten bored and turned on some music. Your playlist.  You were dancing while finishing with the dishes. He couldn't help but stare at you. When you guys had finished, you grabbed his hands.
"C'mon Cas! Dance!" You pushed and pulled on each hand at separate times. He had no clue what this was, but he couldn't help but enjoy it.

-Flashback ends-

He drained the sink. What could he do? Nothing was the same without you here. He sighed, lightly. He missed you. He couldn't help it.

YOU
You sat in agonizing silence, just watching your phone. You couldn't go on the hunt, because it turned out to be Crowley. Dean was still wary about him from when he kidnapped you. Dean opened the door, and he and Sam stopped. You didn't even look up from your phone. They gave each other worried looks. You finally realized they were there and looked up at them.
"Hey. How'd the hunt go?" You asked, half heartedly.
"Crowley got away, but fine." Dean responded, with the exact same tone.
"Are you okay?" You thought about it.
"I'm fine. I think." You finally said putting your phone in your pocket. You helped the boys get the bags in the car.

-time skip brought to you by Haruhi Fujioka. That little genius! Why'd she choose Tamaki, she's way out of his league!-

CASTIEL
He had spent all night doing everything, anything, he could do to forget about you. Nothing worked. It was morning now. He tried one final resort. He decided to try and watch a movie. The movie that was playing was the same one him,  you, Gabriel, and Balthazar had watched, the night before the 'party'. He had been too nervous to sit next to you, and had felt the jealousy of it all every time you leaned on Gabriel or Balthazar. He went and removed the movie from it's player.
"Now that's just sad." Your voice ringed from the top of the stair case. He hadn't heard you come in. Your brothers lugged their bags down the stairs. He turned to look at you. You were leaning on the railing, a smirk on your face. You sat on the railing heading down, feet on the opposite side of the stairs, and slid down. Jumping off right before you hit the pole.
"It's a great movie." You teased, smiling. You helped Dean carry a bag that had fallen to your room, then returned to the tv, grabbing the movie. Castiel hadn't moved from where he was earlier.
"You know, we do have to start somewhere." You popped the movie back into the player and went to make popcorn.
"Sam, Dean, movie night!" You shouted from the kitchen. They raced to the chairs. Leaving the couch open. That meant Castiel had to sit by you.

YOU
You grabbed the licorice and popcorn, not forgetting Sam's bottle caps. You walked in the living room with all the treats. Your brothers shouted a hurrah, and you set them on the table. You reclined on the couch, and noticed Castiel sitting next to you. His cheeks flushed red. You smiled and went back to the movie.

-time skip brought to you by the incredibles, no clue how, but it is.-

Dean and Sam weren't back yet. You were worried sick. You paced in the grungy motel room. You decided to pray to Castiel. You fell to your knees at the foot of the bed, put your hands, folded, on the bed, and lifted your head to ceiling. You took a deep breath, and closed your eyes.
"Cas? Sam and Dean are in trouble. I really need your help!" He was behind you, but you wouldn't have noticed. You continued your prayer.

CASTIEL
You didn't pray like your brothers did. Sam and Dean would stand, heads down, hands folded and dropped. But you kneeling there. It made his vessel tingle. He couldn't explain it. You looked so... Vulnerable. He shook off the weird feelings that he'd never had before around you, and flashed in.
"Y/n? You called." You jumped up, and hugged him.
"Sam and Dean went on a demon hunt. I can't take them alone! Please, I need your help!" You pleaded, he cupped your face in his hand to calm you down.
"Of course." He said simply. You took a deep breath and pulled away. You grabbed your Angel blade.
"Let's go then." You walked out the door, ready. 

YOU
You and Castiel sat in front of the restaurant.
"What're we waiting for?" You asked, and started toward the restaurant. He followed, only a few steps behind. You cautiously opened the door. Sam and Dean were tied up in the center of the room. They were alive. You stepped into the room, blade at the ready. You skimmed for demons. None. That was weird. You ran to Dean, and began cutting at the ropes.
"Y/n! Behind you!" Castiel said, you turned and stood up, two demons were behind you. One lunged at you, and you grabbed his arm, pulling it. He fell, and the other lunged at you, you swiftly stabbed him. Four demons began to attack Castiel. Every time you killed one, another took it's place. You finally had only one left. You looked over to see how Castiel was doing. He was killing one, but one was coming behind him with an Angel blade.
"CAS! Watch out!" He turned and fought off the demon behind him, but whip you were distracted the demon you'd been fighting had taken the upper hand. He held a knife to your throat.
"All three Winchesters!" The demon laughed, twisting your arm behind your back. Castiel turned to look at you. Fear twinkled in his eyes.
"Let her go." He demanded. The demon laughed harder, pressing the knife into your flesh.
"What are you going to do, huh? You try to kill me, I slice her throat wide open. You have no cards!" You swallowed hard.
"He's right, Cas," Your voice was shaky, but you steadied it, "Just leave. I'll be okay."
"Well look at the brave little princess. Please, what're you going to do sweetheart?" You scowled at their underestimating you.
"You know, last person to make me mad, ended up dead." You pointed out. The demon laughed some more.
"Fine. If that's your choice." You cooed mockingly. You kicked them square in the gut, grabbing the arm that was twisting yours with the twisted arm. The knife pierced your skin. You chose to ignore it as blood streamed from you neck. The demon was in shock. You grabbed your blade from off the floor and stabbed them with it.
"See? I warned you." You smirked. Black dots clouded your vision. You cut Dean's ropes, and started on Sam's ropes, passing out from pain before you could finish. Castiel caught you, and Dean finished Sam's ropes.

CASTIEL
He held you close. Tears hung at his eyes.
"Can't you heal her Cas!" Dean was terrified. The wound on your neck kept spilling out blood. You woke.
"I'm fine." You weren't, but they didn't need to know that.
"No. You're not." Castiel tried to press two fingers to your forehead. You stopped him.
"Yes. I am." This fight went on for a few more rounds.
"I am fine, Cas!" You thought he had finally given up, but he leaned in, smashing his lips on yours. When he pulled away, your cheeks were a bright pink, and he used your shock to put the fingers to your forehead. He healed you.
"The hell man?" Dean scolded.
You were sitting on your own, so Castiel stood up, completely ignoring Dean. He helped you up, but once you had stood, you were super close. You smiled at his bright blue eyes that were fixed on you. You wrapped your hands around his neck and pulled him in for another kiss. His hands found their way to your waist, and he kissed back. When you pulled apart, you whispered in his ear.
"Castiel. I really, really like you." You finally said. His face turned pink.
"Get a room you two!" Sam joked as Dean sat dumbfounded about what had just happened.