Soldier Boy

Chapter Five

The gang carpooled to get to the party, Dean riding with the three siblings in their car in case some rowdy college kid did something to his Baby. Ash and Jo picked up Bela, Charlie, and Benny, following the Shurley car to the party.

When they got to the party, Balthazar instantly found the bar and began hitting on people, quickly gaining a following of helplessly wooed, lovesick, mostly drunk puppies. Ash also went to the coolers, getting a beer as he watched Jo travel the crowd with Charlie and Bela.

Ash had only been half-joking when he said he had to watch over Jo. After being adopted by Ellen, Jo's mother, he'd sworn to himself that he'd watch over his newly adoptive sister, and he wouldn't break that promise.

Bela, Charlie, and Jo were traveling the crowd, Jo casually flirting with some guys while Charlie flirted with any girls that seemed interested and Bela flirted with anyone that had a pulse and walked on two legs. Not to mention that Bela had already somehow gained a fruity alcoholic drink, seducing both genders easily in her tight, small black dress that hugged all the right places perfectly. Jo was drinking a beer, and Charlie was staying perfectly sober.

Dean was drinking a beer he'd received from Benny, who'd gone to the bar with Ash, and he danced with girls horribly. He had no sense of rhythm, almost stepping on some nice girl's toes, and basically just ended up letting girls dance on him. That seemed less dangerous for them.

Castiel was against the wall, obediently staying at Anna side as she'd asked, his eyes tracking Dean's movements instead of Balthazar's, who Anna was tracking like a hawk. A few guys tried to talk to Anna, but she shooed even the most persistent ones away. Some continued coming back, though, and Castiel thought he might rip them limb from limb if they got too handsy, which they were dangerous close to doing as one of her suitors trailed his hand up her arm, which she jerked away from quickly.

"If you don't back off, I will slit your throat," Anna hissed under her breath, gripping the hand he'd tried to place on her breasts. This was the fourth time she'd had to fend this one off, and Castiel especially wanted to rip his internal organs out of his body; he spent too much time with Dean.

The guy's eyes widened at her deadly tone, scampering off when Anna released his wrist. She smirked, amused at how frightened she'd made him. Castiel smiled proudly at his twin sister.

Castiel's eyes quickly wandered to the dance floor, finding Dean with ease, who was intensely making out with some blonde, his hands running through her hair, her body flushed to his, his mouth consuming hers in a ravenous kiss that had Castiel's blood boiling as he wanted to storm over their and rip them away from each other.

His angry haze was broken by Anna grabbing his wrist and dragging him closer to Dean, making him shocked and confused and worried. Until he saw Balthazar shoving his tongue down some guy's throat. Oh. That's where they were going. Not to Dean, but to stop Balthazar from doing something stupid like always.

After Anna quickly broke up the kissing fest, Cas all the while staring at Dean and the blonde, Anna noticed where Cas was looking. "You want me to break them up?" Anna asked sympathetically, all serious.

"What? No, why would I want that?" Cas asked, shocked and confused. Dean wasn't his property. Dean could kiss whoever he wanted. Castiel had no say in such matters. It wasn't like Castiel was in love with him, either! No, Cas was just...worried about losing his friend to this random girl.

"You're hopeless," Anna sighed, walking away and tugging Castiel along. Away from Dean.

And didn't that just break Cas's heart?

The two took up residence once more against the wall, watching their respective charges with Ash, who soon joined them. They caught a glimpse of Bela stumbling up the stairs, tugging along some handsome guy who was eagerly following. She caught Castiel's gaze and sent him a wink before disappearing from view.

Benny soon joined them, reporting that Charlie was talking with some girl in the corner, and probably would be for the rest of the night. None of them went to join the party, Ash watching Jo talk to guys while Anna watched Balthazar for signs of idiocy, and Castiel watched Dean flitter through girls that looked completely different from each other.

What Castiel didn't notice was that they all had blue eyes.

Before too long, Bela was already back downstairs, flirting it up again with new guys. The only thing that gave away where'd she'd been was her slightly messier hair. Even her lipstick had been fixed, not a smudge in sight. Bela also got herself a refill of her strawberry margarita, enjoying the salt off the glass mixing with the sweet taste.

Whenever a guy began getting a bit too forward with Jo, Ash would move away from the wall, ready to go and help her, before Jo would scare the guy off somehow. Then, he'd settle himself against the wall once more, content for the time being. Jo was like a baby sister to him, and he wanted to protect her, but he knew she could handle herself and wouldn't like someone defending her as if she were helpless. But, if she couldn't handle a situation, Ash wasn't afraid to step in and take a beating for her.

Soon, Bela lost her amusement with the crowd and wanted to go home. Charlie scored the girl's number and was ready to go, and Jo had been pissed off by one too many guys. Ash and Benny took the three home, and Anna and Cas went to go collect their wayward charges. Balthazar was easy to wrangle, too drunk to fight off his overbearing sister's orders as she dragged him to the car, leaving Dean to Cas.

Cas found Dean shoving his tongue down some brunette's throat, his fourth so far tonight. He almost growled at the girl.

Cas gripped Dean's shoulder tight, ripping him away from the girl.

"Sorry, but he's drunk and has to go home," Cas said, barely sparing a glance for the blue-eyed, brown-haired girl. He was too focused on Dean. The girl squeaked and scurried away, similar to a scared mouse, and Castiel dragged Dean through the party and out the door. Once the cold night air hit him, Castiel shivered, still gripping Dean's wrist.

Dean stopped suddenly, Castiel jerking to a stop as he almost fell. He looked back at Dean, who was staring at him far too intently. "You have such pretty eyes," Dean mused, a finger coasting over Cas's sharp cheek bones. Castiel resisted a blush, rolling his eyes and dragging the older boy along.

This is so unfair.