As you lay down - Destiel

I like it when you sleep for you are so beautiful yet so unaware of it - 1

"Okay, I'm off!" Dean yells as he leaves the bunker. Probably for a strip club or a bar. But it's Dean so really, who knows.

"See you!" Sam yells as a reply. I can hear the door closing and then silence, apart from the footsteps of Sam going into the kitchen. A minute later he comes back with a beer. As he opens the beer it overflows.

"Shit" and an "ugh" comes out of Sam's mouth.

"Do you want some help?" I offer.

"Argh, no thank you. It didn't really get over anything but the table so it's fine" he replies as he takes a cloth from the drawer to suck up the beer.

"Okay, but try dabbing it instead of smearing it all over" I reply and receive a grateful look.

I return to my book that isn't too interesting but knowledge is power. Though it isn't physical power it can give me some help in the battlefield, knowing things about my enemies and all that. Most parts of the books I read, I already know but I might have missed out on some parts and sometimes, those parts are the important ones. As I begin to feel a pain in my head I notice I've been reading for a very long time.

"Hey, I'm going to take a break" I say to Sam.

"Yeah, sure" Sam says and looks up for just a second to then return to his book.

I go into the kitchen to grab a glass of water. All this human stuff really confuses me but the daily pain they go through really makes me admire them even more. Even if it's just the small things like headaches, thirst, frustration and restlessness. Ever since I started discovering those things I haven't been able to get enough. Humanity is quite the construction and the most complex species I have ever known but also the most loveable.

I put my glass down on the counter as the dishwasher is full. I mean, I could always empty it but I have noticed that laziness is common to being human so something in my instincts tells me not to. I go into the living room to just lie down on the couch. What's Dean doing? Am I better off not knowing? Probably. Am I still curious? Yes. But really it isn't that much more to it. I really don't bother asking and who knows if he'd even tell me the truth. Not that I believe that he'd lie to me but he's quite the private person.

I notice that Sam glances over at me every once in a while. He has started asking me if I'm okay more often. Can't blame him. Turning human drained me but I'll live. My biggest issue right now is to fit in with humans and learning their lifestyle. I already have knowledge in that as I have been watching them for a while now and I have been down here for a couple of years now. But it's one thing to watch and another to do, especially with emotions and cravings getting me so hard at the same time. That will take a while to fully conquer but as there are currently over 7 billion people doing that, I will master it as well.

I rub my eyes and yawn. As an angel, sleeping isn't too much of an issue. But being human it's a necessary thing to do. Especially when your physical and mental levels are down. So as I look up into the high ceiling, thinking about nothing in peculiar I fall asleep and actually dream.

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After leaving the house I went down to the local bar, they know me pretty well by now. I must say that I am a little worried about Cas health after becoming human but I trust that Sam will take care of him. I look down at my feet as I walk and seeing my brown boots touching the asphalt makes a rhythm in my head, 1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2, This is something I have done for a couple of years now. I find walking being a bit of a boring thing to do so I might as well try to make it as fun as possible.

The bar isn't really too far to walk to, it takes about 15 minutes or so. I walk through the parking lot and enter through the left door. I face the known sight of wooden walls as well as the smell of alcohol and puke. I've gotten used to it by now. Though the toilets are the most horrible things I have ever seen.

"Henry!" I say to him.

"Dean! Good to see you again!" He replies while taking an order from an elderly guy.

"You too! How was the vacation?"

"Pretty good, Greece really is nice this time of the year. You should really see it."

"Oh, I wish. But you know, work"

"Yeah I get you. Would you like anything?"

"I'd like to go with the usual, but only one glass today"

"Oh, that's a new one. One one glass? What's happening today?" Henry says while preparing my drink and laughing a little.

"Nothing really, my buddy is a little sick though so I have to be available"

"Ah, gotcha. Well here you go" Henry says and place the liquor in front of my closed hands.

"Thanks" I put the glass in my hand and look at it for a couple of seconds. It's so weird how a coloured liquor can be so clear. There's probably some science behind that but I don't really bother looking it up. I put the glass to my mouth and drink about half of it, then I stop to look around in the bar. I've met most of the people here but some new faces tend to pop up every once in a while and that's usually how I get laid. Today there isn't, a little bit of a disappointment I must say but then again, I have to take care of Cas anyways. That god damn angel just had to go and turn human. I finish my drink and stand up.

"Goodbye, Henry!" I tell him.

"See ya, Dean!" He says back and I get a quick wave.

Outside it has gotten a bit dark which is a little strange as I only was there for a short period. But as winter is coming and it tends to get darker with that I don't think too much about it. By the corner of the building are a group of teenage boys with cigarettes. I tried that once, I hated it. The smoke going down into my lungs, I felt like I was being choked. And not like the light dominance choke but the "I'll kill you" choke. No, I stick to intoxicating myself with alcohol. I start the walk home and feel a slight shiver down my spine. It really is turning cold, I don't mind. Winter actually is quite nice, not only because it's harder to get very warm but they salt the roads and that really makes my job easier.

As I walk down into the bunker I see Sam putting a blanket over Cas.

"It really is getting cold, isn't it?" I say to Sam, earning a chuckle.

"Tell me about it, I feel like my toes feel like two icecubes"

"Oh stop whining" I pause for a moment "So how is he?" I ask getting a slightly more serious tone.

"I think he's getting better. But I really don't know what's going on in there. His headaches don't come as frequently though" Sam looks down at him.

"How can you tell?"

"When he gets a headache he touches his glabella."

"The glabella? That sounds strangely sexual." I say and squint my eyes a little.

"No, it's the part between the eyebrows, just above the nose bridge"

"Yeah, whatever smartass. I'm going to bed, goodnight." I say and make Sam laugh a little.

"Okay, goodnight!" Sam says and returns to the library.

I walk down to my room and change clothes. The dirty ones I'll take down to the laundry tomorrow. I brush my teeth and look at myself in the mirror. Am I getting old? No, I'm not turning into an old guy. I'm pretty sure I still got it. I get into bed and look up at the ceiling for a moment to then turn and face the wall. I'm not too tired but I might as well just sleep to make time pass. So I close my eyes and fall asleep and for once, I don't get a nightmare.