It's just us, Cas // Destiel

Chapter 1

"Theirs a lady who's sure all that glitter is gold, " His voice rang out deep and melodic, clearing the air around him of worry, "And she's buying a stairway to heaven." He drummed the palms of his hands on the steering wheel of his 1967 black Chevy impala and belted the lyrics, feeling the rythem pound inside of him.

His eyes trained on the road ahead, but his mind and his heart on the music, he flew down the quiet country road. Trees outlined the sides of the pavement like a deep green wall, comforting him as if it were a warm blanket, "When she get's their she knows, if the stores are all closed. "

  He had no idea where he was going,  not a clue. But it was okay,  because he was happy.  He was happy riding his baby down the country road,  singing the best and the worst of classical rock,  and feeling his voice complete the atmosphere around him like butter on toast.  He hasn't spoken to any one in months,  maybe years... Hell if he knew,  he was winging life. He didn't know what Sammy was doing,  although he knew his little brother was probably pushing his grades in college and tonguen' his girl back in Cali.  He chuckled at the thought.  How opposite him and Sam's lives were.... No... Not opposite.  Unique.  How unique him and Sammy's lives were from anothers. 

  His dad was off somewhere in the world, hunting elk and roasting corn on a spit... Probably not a clear thought in his mind.  His dad was like that.  Or,  was like that.  He hasn't spoken to his dad in years.  No hesitation there.  That was a fact. 

  He looked up through his wind shield at the baby blue sky,  barely shrouded by the view of Oaks and evergreens.  A smile tugged at his soft pink lips.  It was a beautiful day.

  "With out a word she can get what she came for,  " He turned the knob up on the volume and sang as loud as he could in his deep,  strong voice,  "ooh, ooh.... And she's buying a stairway to heaven! "

  This road seemed to go on forever, and the trees just seemed to be getting darker and taller and wider along the path.  But he didn't care,  he liked it.  This was his life.  Forever and always. 

  "There's a sign on the wall,  but she wants to be sure. "

  The many times he's heard this song,  the many times he's sung it in his baby... It never gets old.  He never gets old.  Even though time does pass and smile wrinkles line his face and his hands get more callused,  his soul never ages, "Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings!" Cause it's Dean Winchester.  And theirs no other words to describe him.

  "In a tree by the brook,  theirs a song bird who sings, " He nodded his head with the music,  pouring his heart out with his voice,  "Sometimes our thoughts are misgiving... "

  He opened his eyes and glanced ahead,  shocked at what he saw walking along the dirt path besides the smoothly paved road.  A man.  Ooh,  it makes me wonder.  Dean pulled over and opened his window, rolling it all the way down,  "Hey,  need a lift? "

  The man stopped in his tracks,  glancing at Dean nervously,  his tan trench coat billowing around him as the warm June wind blew,  "Thank you,  but I can walk. " his voice was deep and Gravelly.  Ooh,  it makes me wonder.

  "No,  really man.  I insist," Dean smiled, "This road goes on forever and it's the middle of no where.  Where you heading?"

  The man squinted at Dean,  cocking his head to the right, " I don't know. " There's a feeling I get when I look to the west. 

  Deans eyes softened, "Hey,  buddy.  Im riding the same boat.  Hop in will you?  Tell me your story. "

  The man smiled a little,  putting a hand on the shining black car door handle. With out a word he opened it and stepped inside,  their was just something about Dean that made this man curious.... Something he needed to understand more of.  And my spirit is crying for leaving. 

  Dean smiled as the man got in,  closing the door behind him and setting his bag on the floor at his feet.  Dean started the car back up and they drove down the road, the music of Led Zeppelin ringing out clear and loud.  In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees. 

  "So,  what's your name?" Dean asked, eyes on the road ahead. 

  "Castiel, " The man said,  his voice low and unsure.  He fiddled with a button on his coat and avoided eye contact with Dean.

  "I'm Dean," Dean hesitated for a second,  then,  "Winchester.  Dean Winchester. "

  Cas felt himself smile at the sound of the man's name.  And the voices of those who standing looking. Dean bit his lip and then grinned,  opening his mouth to sing,  "Ooh,  it makes me wonder.  Ooh,  it really makes me wonder....Theres a feeling I get. "

  They drove together down the road,  clueless.  Unknowing.  Hell,  neither if them knew each other at all!  It just felt right. And once the song was over... Another one started up and Dean sang along to that one too.  And he could swear he heard Cas humming under his breath to the tune.  It made him smile.  Everything happening I'm this moment.  It made Dean smile widen even bigger than it was ten minutes ago.  For some reason,  he didn't want Cas to eventually step out of this car and leave him.  He never wanted this moment to end. 

  The new song was perfect and Dean found himself lost in the music and didn't notice the blue eyes staring at him. So tonight I'll ask the stars above,  how did I ever win your love.  What did I do,  what did I say?  To turn your angel eyes my way.