Fallen

Chapter 13

Research. Research. Research. Research. That's what they've been doing for the last three and a half days. Cas rubbed his eyes tiredly, he felt like they were going to pop out of their sockets if he continued to stare at this book any longer. He looked over at Sam who was tiredly flipping through pages. Dean was in the kitchen making burgers for lunch.

The younger hunter grunted as he pushed his book away.
"I haven't found anything that would work yet. What about you?" he asked, the former angel shook his head in response. Sam nodded, resting his hands behind his head leaning back in his chair some.

"So how have you been?" Cas faltered at the question for a moment before meeting the others hazel eyes.

"I uh, I've been good.  Dean and I have been spending a lot of quality time together and I think he's starting to accept his deafness and our relationship and-"

"No Cas, I want to know how you are doing, not Dean, not you and Dean, you. If I wanted to know about Dean I would've asked him and if he didn't give me a good enough answer I would've asked you. " Sam said staring at the smaller man.

"Well I've been OK, I mean tracking down Metatron is rather stressful, and I'm still getting used to this whole human thing." he drawled. " The times humans have to urinate is rather annoying and inconvenient. " he replied sternly, and obviously bothered by the topic. Sam giggled a little.

"Yeah I suppose it is, I'm just so used to it I guess. " Cas nodded thoughtfully.

"Thank you Sam, for asking. " he smiled a little.

"Anytime. " Cas returned the  smile before returning to his book. He had really misjudged Sam when they first met, he was quite kind and polite, Dean could be both of those things, if you knew him well enough.

He jumped a little when he felt a hand rest on his shoulder, he turned around to see a smiling Dean.
'Lunch's ready. ' Cas nodded and scooted his chair away from the table, Sam doing the same. They all followed Dean into the dinning room to have lunch.

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Dean struggled to keep his eyes open as he stared at an old book full of angel lore, it had Latin, English, and Enochian in it and it was giving him a headache. He looked up to see his little brother and boyfriend flipping through pages of books and writing down translations and notes. Dean sighed as he returned to his book.

He looked back the passage, it was about angel wings.
Angelus autem alas sensitivo. venire creduntur colores nigri argentum et albi. Non enim angelus est supra pateat in- he jumped up when he saw Cas fly up out of his seat excitedly.

'I think I found something' he signed excitedly. The two hunters rushed over to see what the other had found in the old dusty book.

Exponentia essentia lang
Adagite locate a lang amissa alonushi
Cynxr, elasa gahalana gil
A capillum de a gohon tolteregi diligitis
El a pluma de a el casarman i a de quaerere de odlonshin
A haraji de a zlida od a viriditas de a anas
A alba boletus ar adolescit orocaha a in arbore lecta a iaid gerra
Od a canilu de a agnus
contundito od cynxir a a patera orocaha a regressus geraa ar i eritque craticula
Nolan crp bolape usus iterum od ibi narrentur a verbis inveniet en amissa  alonusahi parmagi aaan tarda reverti od  olapireta a nisa rursus adagita aaan.