Angelic Love- A Castiel Love Story

Chapter Twenty One

Robin's eyes flutter open as a large truck charges by the hotel on the highway. The room is filled with sunlight, causing her to squint. After a minute passes by and her eyes have adjusted, she realizes where she is. An empty dresser and a flat-screen television lie in front of her. Taking a look around, she can also see a couple of fairly comfortable looking red cushioned chairs, several oak nightstands next to three unmade beds, including her own, a small closet, and a modest-sized lavatory. Overall, the room has a very '70's-ish vibe.

Peering down at herself, she realizes that her clothes are not the same as yesterday, but instead are her pajamas. Her brain, not capable of remembering last night's happenings, fails her. Realizing it had to be either Sam, Dean, or Castiel that undressed her, she becomes very self conscious. Her clothing also makes her feel so, because it consists of a thin sheer cotton shirt and measly skin-tight shorts which currently are travelling halfway up her ass. Overall, very revealing clothing.

Taking another look around, another detail of the room stands out to her. Her party members are missing, nowhere to be seen. Swinging her legs over the edge of the bed, she stands up and walks to the door. The peephole is an inch taller than her, so she has to stand on her toes to peer out. Without warning, the door swings inward, hitting her toes.

She screeches in pain.

The intruder, feeling the collision of the door and the sound of pain, carefully widens the crack of the door and glances around the corner. He quickly enters when he sees Robin doubled over in pain grabbing at her feet.

"Robin!" Castiel shouts worriedly, "Are you okay?" He rushes to her side and helps her to the bed.

Wincing, she responds, "Yeah, Cas. I'm fine," and forcing a small smile through the pain, she adds, "It definitely isn't the worst pain I've ever felt."

Castiel's face turns stony as he stares at her, but then he says apologetically, "I am sorry, Robin. It was an accident."

"You're so serious! You need to smile sometimes!" she laughs at him.

He gives her a confused look, but doesn't reply.

Robin looks away for a second, deep in thought. Then, coming out of her haze, she says lightly, "You know what? I'm going to teach you how to have a good time."

"What? Have I not accomplished this?"

She giggles at him, reaching up and brushing the stray hair from her eyes. "You thought you did? Well I hate to break it to you, but you are nowhere near."

Cas looks away, slightly blushing. God, she thinks, how can he be so adorable? Then, thinking back on herself, she wonders, Why am I feeling this way? What's so attractive about him that makes me like this?

Ignoring her thoughts, she looks up at him, smiling, and asks, "Why are you blushing?" This only makes his face redden more furiously.

Forcing himself to look up, but not make eye contact, he tugs at the shoulder of her shirt. Realization passes over Robin's mind like a dark cloud, and she quickly grabs at the covers of the bed she's on to cover herself up. Castiel begins to walk away, not daring to face her. Again, she realizes something. Castiel is hiding something, and peering around to see, she realizes that he has a boner. Butterflies fill her stomach as she thinks about why he does. The whole reason is probably for her shirt, which really leaves nothing up to imagination.

Pretending like she's clueless, she questions him. "Cas, what're you doing?" Her voice is innocent, like a five year old's.

"Nothing. I am going to wait outside while you change."

"Wait! Where are Sam and Dean?" she yells after him.

"They left at eight to start their case. They will be back tonight."

"Eight? What time is it now?"

Castiel motions at the clock behind her, and she turns around. One in the afternoon. Surprised, she exclaims at him, "One? How did I sleep that long!" It comes out as more of a statement than a question.

He shrugs, then hurries out the door.

A half hour later, Robin walks out of the hotel room to find Castiel sitting directly outside of it on a worn wooden bench.

"Okay Cas. Are you ready to go?" she yells excitedly.

He tilts his head at her, causing his wavy brown locks to fall gracefully in that direction. "Go where?" he asks, confused.

"I'm going to teach you how to have fun, and not be so serious. You need to relax."

She grabs his hand and guides him to the ledge of the balcony, leaning over the side. Castiel watches as she closes her eyes and just lets the wind blow across her pale skin, hair blowing in front of her face. After a minute of this, she lazily opens her eyes and looks at him patiently, expecting something.

"What?"

"You need to do it now."

"How though?" He gives her a questioning look.

"Close your eyes and only think about the wind blowing across your face. Don't think about anything else." She smiles at him warmly.

Castiel closes his eyes, expressionless. After a few moments, eyes still tightly shut, he says to her, "Nothing is happening."

"Nothing's supposed to happen. It's all about enjoying the little things in life. Come on," she tugs on his hand, "Let's go explore the city."

At eight, they get back to the hotel room. Robin collapses on the bed after having a day full of excitement. Castiel smiles as he sits on the edge of the bed next to her. She quickly drifts off to sleep. Noticing this, he looks down at her face, shining in the light of the lamp next to her bed, and strokes her hair. She nuzzles into his hand.

At half past nine, Sam and Dean return. The sound of their loud voices fill the room as they walk in talking and laughing. Cas shushes them, motioning to Robin lying on the bed beside him, fast asleep.

"Oh, sorry," Dean whispers, taking light steps towards his bed. Looking at Robin, he says softly, "Are you going to put her in pajamas again like last night?"

"No. That was a mistake."

Dean looks at him questioningly, but then looks back at his suitcase. He sorts out the piles of dirty clothing.

"How was your hunt?" Castiel quietly asks.

"Fairly well. It didn't take long to figure out what was going on, but it was a bitch," Dean tells him. "We have to go back tomorrow. We didn't finish it off because it got away from us."

"Oh. When are you leaving tomorrow?"

"Probably pretty early like we did today," Sam tells him.

"I understand."

Sam's gaze shifts to Robin. "When did she fall asleep?" he asks.

Castiel looks at her as well, his expression softening. "An hour and a half ago."

"That early? Wow. You must've had a busy day. What did you do?"

"She wished to show me how human life is. We walked around the city, and she showed me many things like ice cream and river rafting. It was a very long day for the both of us." He continues to watch Robin as she sleeps.

Dean stares at Cas, a small smile tugging at the corners of his pink lips. "Cas, is there anything else that happened?"

Sam elbows him in his side. "What?" Dean asks defensively.

"What do you mean?" Castiel questions them, not understanding what they mean.

"It's nothing, Cas," Dean tells him.

For a while longer, they talk, silently laughing, until Sam passes out. Castiel and Dean continue to speak, until Dean falls asleep as well. Castiel is left sitting alone in the room in silence, light cast upon his face.