Lost In Your Heaven; Sastiel

|S|pecial |C|rystal

^Music
Ed Sheeran - perfect.
Sam's pov

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"But Dad," Dean adjusted the crappy motel phone from one ear to the other.

"He'll be here alone," Dean looked over his shoulder to see me sitting at the motel room table.

"Alright, fine. I'll be there as soon as I can." He said ending the call and turning fully to me.

"De, I'm old enough to go hunting with you and dad!" I say already knowing he planned to leave me alone. Again.

"No, Sammy, you aren't," he said, packing up his gun bag. I watched him go around the room double checking the windows, locking and salting them.

"This isn't fair, Dean. I can shoot. I can fight too." I argued and watched as my older brother look for his car keys and finding them on the table between the two beds.

"Look, next year when you turn 15 I'll ask dad about letting you come hunting," he said going into his wallet and handing me a few bills. "when you get hungry just order a pizza ." I took the money with a huff. "We'll be back soon," he said as the door clicked shut behind him.

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Two hours or so passed as I lay on the bed with the tv on flipping through the limited channels, when there's a slight knocking on the room door. I shut the tv off and walked to the door peeking out the peephole. A boy about my age with messy short dark hair, and blue eyes looked somewhat nervously at the door.

"Uh, who is it?"

"I'm...I'm your neighbor... uh, room number 5. My name is Castiel." the boy said trying to make his voice loud enough for me to hear, but not wanting to yell. I remembered seeing a boy with an older man - probably his father moving in next door, earlier today. He sighed and continued "my dad's gone and he won't be back for a few hours. I was wondering if I could hang with you until he comes back?" he asked sounding shy and embarrassed.

"Uh, sure," I say opening the door. "Come in. Do you want something to drink?" I asked and the boy stepped into the room.

"Yeah sure, thanks"

"you can sit on my brother's bed so we can watch tv" he nodded and sat on the very edge of deans bed. "Dude relax," I told him getting one of the plastic cups and filling it with ice then taking it to the bathroom to fill it half way up with tap water and the other half with holy water.

"Here you go," I say handing him the cup and sitting on my bed kicking my feet up. After a minute he took a sip of the holy water spiked drink. Then he took another sip. well, he wasn't a demon. maybe he just didn't want to be by himself.

"so what do you want to watch?" I asked grabbing the remote from the place I had tossed it

"I'll watch anything Sylvester Stallone" Castiel replied

"Nice," I say smiling

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This, this is the day I met my best friend, Cas. from this day I didn't mind being excluded from going on hunts with my big brother and dad. Don't get me wrong, I was happy when my dad finally let me hunt when I turned 17, but I had something most hunters didn't; a friendship that lasted more than a few weeks because one of them died. Cas still doesn't know that I hunt. He doesn't know the monsters in the movies are real. And I don't plan on telling him... At least I didn't plan on telling him. Cas is an observant person and he asks a lot of questions... Well, let's just say I became a better liar when his questions tipped too close to the secret part of my life.

"You should tell him, Sammy. Better you telling Cas is than him finding out for himself or him getting hurt because of who you are, what you do. Just tell Cas and see where your friendship goes from there." dean would reply whenever I brought up the "keep Cas in the dark" situation.