Castiel's Secret

Chapter 7

Sam was rudely awoken by Dean throwing his pillow at his face as he grumbled out, "Sammy turn that thing off! I need my beauty sleep." Sam sat up in his bed before looking sleepily at the phone on the night stand as the pillow fell off the bed. He reached over and promptly answered the call as he sneaked a peek at the clock. Oh great, it read six in the morning.

"Hello?" Sam groaned sleepily as he rubbed his face.

"Uh, is this Sam?" The person said rather unsure before they rambled on, "It's Stiles, you gave me your business card but the thing said Sam Smith? I don't even know if I'm even calling the right number...God, I don't think I did..."

"Stiles?" Sam repeated now fully awake, as he quickly pushed the covers off his body before getting up. A smile spread on his face, his nephew was calling him. Where was Cas when this was going on? "Yeah, It's Sam Winchester, sorry about the confusion."

Dean peeked from under the pillow he had placed over his head. Did his brother just say 'Stiles? as in the kid Cas had shown such a strong interest in?' He furrowed his brows as he listened in on his brother's conversation.

"Uh, right now? But don't you have to go to school or something?" Sam had asked as he scurried to get a change of clothes before heading to the bathroom. "Yeah, Yeah, of course I'll see you there." Sam finished as he closed the door behind him.

It wasn't long before Sam was out of the bathroom, fully bathed and dressed. He walked back to the bed to slip on his shoes before looking at Dean who was giving him his version of a bitch face. "What?" Sam said a bit confused on what brought that on. "Seriously? You're going to meet up with the kid," Dean started to say before glancing at the clock on night stand, "at 6:25 in the morning?"

Sam raised his brow before looking down at his shoes as he tied the laces, "Yeah he wanted to get breakfast at the diner. You want to come?" Dean narrowed his eyes slightly at his brother before saying, "No, and you shouldn't go either." Sam looked at his brother in disbelief, "I'm going Dean, if you want to come then you're more than welcomed to join us. If not, that's fine too. Maybe you can go check out the bodies or research on what those things were and how to kill them."

"So what? You're just going to leave me to do all the research, while you go have a play date with a kid?" Dean said showing his displeasure just at the thought of doing research. Sam looked at him as he pressed his lips together in a thin line as if rethinking it but just ended up nodding his head and giving him a smug grin, "Yeah, pretty much."

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Stiles had just gotten off the phone with Sam when he felt young Derek breathing down his neck. He couldn't help but shudder, "W-Why are you still here?" he said trying to sound annoyed. "Call back and cancel." Young Derek said with a snarl as he crossed his teenage arms around his much slender form. "You're not the boss me, I can do what I want." Stiles said as he got up from his desk and went towards his closet.

"I'm your alpha!" Derek growled as he pinned Stiles against his closet's closed door. The young alpha's fangs pressing lightly on the skin on of Stiles neck in warning, making a unmanly yelp escape Stiles lips. "I thought we were passed the stage of harming Stiles!" Stiles whined as he tried to push Derek back with his backside as he tried to tug his hands loose. Stiles let out an sigh in defeat before saying, "Look Derek, if they wanted to harm us they would have done it... and no that guy shooting Peter doesn't count cause again Peter asked for it. I just want to talk to them, maybe they can really help. You know? With Kate and all that... and maybe get you back to normal?"

"Kate?" Derek repeated sounding confused as he slowly let go of Stiles before saying, "What does Kate have to do with all of this?" Stiles pushed off the closet and turned around before letting out a breath, that's right, Peter had told them that Derek 'trusted' Kate at this age because of his profound love for her.