My wings

Hi, Dean

Cas POV

"Hi, Dean," I gave Dean a small smirk. He looked so happy to see me, he began to shed tears of joy. He ran over to me, grabbing my face, tilting it upward and his lips pressed against mine, softly. At first I was surprised, but then I was running my hands through his hair, while I passionately kissed him back. Dean then stopped.

"I missed you so much..." he started, " how are you back though, you died in my arms?"

"I don't really know, but when I was dead I was in different place than I was supposed to be and the only thing I remember was your voice...." I stopped, "saying how much you needed me."

Dean looked surprised and laughed, "well I'm glad that is the only thing you heard me say."

I laughed back at him, as I playfully punched him in the arm. "Well, what did you say that I shouldn't hear, Dean."

"Well that would ruin the fun now, wouldn't it?" he said as he ran over to go fetch my old trench coat, I had woken up with a duller trenchcoat on, so it was such a nice gesture. He then handed me the trenchcoat, "here."

I took the trenchcoat and I smiled at Dean. I took off my old trenchcoat, to reveal my now, black wings that suddenly became fully stretched out. I began to fold my wings back up, when Dean grabbed the trenchcoat from my hands.

"Dean seriously?" I said with seriousness in my voice. Dean looked at my wings, that now had gotten fully stretched out againn.

"Your wings..." he started saying, "are so beautiful when they aren't injured." I began to blush.

"Thanks Dean," I said as I peered over my shoulder to my wings.

"Can I touch them?" Dean said, with a lot of curiousioty in his voice.

"I don't really know," I said, even though I did want him to touch them. I sat down on his bed and looked down at my palms, when suddenly I felt a hand, Dean's hand, touch the part of my wing that wasn't sensitive to pain, but rather sensitive to enjoyment. When someone touches that part, it kind of triggers me to kiss them or more. It isn't always a good thing, as you might think it would be. I looked up at Dean, and his eyes were more green than I have ever seen them. 

He began to speak, "your wings are so soft, how...." I then quickly pushed Dean against the wall and I looked at him in his eyes. "Cas, what are you doing?" I then began to kiss him and he looked surprised at first, but then he put his hand around my waist, kissing me back.

I stopped, "sorry Dean," I said apologetic, as I let go of him. He just gave me a crooked smile.

"So that is what happens when you touch an angels wings there?" he said confidently.

"Yeah I guess it is..." I said.

"What else can you do, Cas?" Dean looked at me with curiousity.

"Why don't I just show you?" I said as I grabbed his hand and we were suddenly at Bobby's backyard field.

"Woah!" He said with impressment. "I was just going to go to Bobby's, how did you know?"

I smirked, "I can occasionally read your mind," I kind of lied, not wanting him to embarressed.

Oh, well let's go into Bobby's then," Dean said. We walked around Bobby's house to the front door, because Dean said it was a bigger entrance, then just appearing.  So when we finally walked in, Bobby and Sam were both there, they were doing anomynous stuff at the dining talble.

"Hi, Sammy, Bobby," Dean said with happiness toned in. Neither of them looked up.

Sam said, "hi Dean," he paused, "why are you so happy?"

Dean then said again, "why don't you just see yourself?" Sam and Bobby both looked up, to find me standing there. Sam looked so confused and Bobby did too.

"What did you do, you idjit!" Bobby scolded Dean.

"He didn't do anything, he was just ruining our dorm room instead," I said as I looked over at Dean.

"That isn't possible," Sam said with awe.

"But it is..." Dean said. "but you should see what she can do."

Sam looked down at his book, "while you were avoiding us, we researched angels and what they can do." Sam said as he looked over at Dean, then he gave me an angry glare.

"So you know they can teleport?" Dean said unimpressed with Sam.

"Well, we haven't got that far yet," he pause, "we are still in the history chapter, and there is a lot of history."

Dean looked over at me, then said, "you could just ask the angel in the room."

" I have had the history of angels inbedded in my memory, including the language anochian." I said proudly.

"It doesn't say anything in anochian here," Bobby said as he lifted the book to show me and I could tell what chapter it was on, it was coming up ahead. So I teleported over to Bobby and I flipped the book to the exact page, that said The Anochian Langauge. Bobby looked up at me, then he peered over to my wings. He then said, "your wings look neater."

I peered over to my wings that looked very massive, the hit both walls of the 24' by 24' room. I then said, "yeah I guess they do."

"Can we see all your powers, Cas?" Sam said, "it seems much easier to learn things from an actual angel, then a book." I grabbed Bobby, Dean, and Sam. 

We then in the field out back, Sam and Dean looked amazed and Bobby looked, well he looked confused.

"That was teleporting," I said, " what else would you like to see?"

"Did you do that, Cas?" Sam said. I just smirked and nodded.

"Can you move things with your mind?" Dean said. I looked down at my hands then looked over to Bobby's house. The house began to lift above the ground, I heard Sam gasp.

"So what can't you do?" Bobby said clearly annoyed with me.

"Well, I can't taste food..." I began to read Bobby's mind, "it is really hard to bring someone back from the dead though, and I am not sure if I'm strong enough right now, I'm sorry."

Bobby looked down at his feet, Sam then spoke, "wait... so you can read minds too?"

"I can if I focus hard enough, but it really depends on the person," I said.

"Can you fly?" Dean said. I looked over at my wings.

I pushed off the ground with my wings and then I began to push downward with my wings. Making me go higher. I was above the clouds when I pulled my wings around me to make me dive like a falcon. I dove almost hitting Dean, I then landed on my feet.

"That is so cool," Sam said.

"Too bad I don't like being high in the sky, or flying in general." Dean said disappointedly.

"You sure?" I asked as I reached my hand out for him to grab.

"Uh, I don't really know about this?" he said as he took my hand.

I was holding onto him tightly, when I lifted off the ground and when we went up Dean was closing his eyes the whole time.

"Dean, open your eyes," I said as I glided above the clouds.

"Um..." he opened his eyes to see the whole view of town, because I was flying in place. "This is...terrifying." I leaned in and kissed him. "Woah, Cas can we do this down on the ground? I just feel a little uneasy."

"Sure, Dean" I said as I slowly descended for Dean. When we reached the bottom, I let him go and he grabbed my waist. He pulled me closer and kissed me, I kissed him back and Sam was just thinking of what he missed. I stopped kissing Dean and I looked over at Sam.

"I can do more than that book has wrote down, but I would rather go inside now, " I said as I teleported then all back into the living room of Bobby's house. We stayed at Bobby's all night and we talked, then we watched a movie, that actually scared me a little. 

Today was a good day, but what brought me back to life and what will the other angels do now, that Dean, Bobby and Sam know?