Castiel's Secret

Chapter 9

There was a loud knock in the early hours of the night. Dean was already taking a nap, while Sam was busy doing research while Castiel sat in front of him, trying his best to help. "Dean can you get the door?" Sam said as he typed away at his laptop. Castiel was looking at the context of a book, reading more about berserkers and anything that could tell them if there was a way to control them.

Dean rolled over in his sleep and let out a groan mumble that Sam only caught as, "Get it yourself."

Sam rolled his eyes about to get up from his seat when the door swung open and in came in Stiles holding a variation of paper bags that was letting out an aroma that caused Sam's stomach to growl. "Hiya! It took you guys forever to open the door so I opened it myself. Besides the food wasn't going to get any warmer than they already are and believe me they taste a whole lot better when they are warm then getting them re-heated." Stiles said with a cheeky grin before walking towards Sam and Castiel with all the food in hand.

"Here let me help you," Sam said as he walked over to Stiles and took most of the food from his hands and helped place them on the table. "I actually left the drinks in my jeep, let me just go get them." Stiles said as he pointed behind him. Castiel stood up and shook his head, "I can do it." Within a few second's Castiel had gone and came back with the four drinks in hand.

Dean was up the moment he heard the kid start talking. What the hell was the kid even doing here? He got up from his bed and walked towards the table the three were all sitting down at and talking away. There was his angel, smiling like it was something he did every waking moment. "How the hell did you even find where we were staying at?" Dean said as he folded his arms across his chest. Stiles turned around and looked at Dean, "Cas told me where you were staying at. Besides, I wanted to come and hang out, maybe help out a bit."

Dean heard what the kid said before eying Castiel, "You told the kid where we were staying at?" Castiel shifted around under Dean's gaze before saying, "Yes." "Why would you do that Cas? You know I don't trust the brat so why would you do that?" Dean practically yelled at Castiel. "Dean, I told Cas he could. So stop assuming Cas did it without asking." Sam said as he stood up for Castiel. "Dude, look I know you don't like me and all that but you came here to my town to help. The people here are under our protection, and we may be just kids but we've been at this for years! So if you want to get off your high horse and do what you came here to do instead of attacking me, than awesome. Let's get to work."

Dean furrowed his brows at the brat, but he had to admit the rug-rat was right. He needed to focus on catching and killing whatever was killing those innocent people. He could worry about the kid in between. "Here, Cas said you liked pie. So I made a pie 'cause the one's in the diner are not really that good." Stiles said as he handed the pie to Dean. Sam tried not to laugh as he lowered his head into the laptop before him. His nephew seemed to know how to shut his real dad up.

Dean looked at the pie before looking at Castiel who was blushing lightly and turning away from him. Dean turned back to the pie and eyed it like it would bite back. "Oh come on man! I swear I didn't poison it! It's a recipe I borrowed from Derek's mom's cook books." Stiles said before looking at Castiel who was looking at Dean. Stiles couldn't help but smile at the look he caught in the angel's eyes but it only reminded him of Derek. "Hey Cas, about what I asked."

Both Dean's and Castiel's eyes were suddenly focusing on Stiles, and Sam could see the sudden anger in his brother's eyes but he couldn't figure out why. "Yes, I don't believe it will be an easy task to accomplish but I do think it can be done. I just need the alpha's approval." Castiel said as he digged into a paper bag and pulled out a hamburger. Stiles frowned at that before taking a bite of his food. "Why do I get the feeling that it won't be easy to get the alpha to agree?" Sam asked his nephew.