Heaven's Child ≫ SPN

11. And They Were Roommates

The moment Cas zapped us back to the bunker, Dean was already shouting.

"What the hell was that?"

It took me a second to realize that he was shouting at me.

"Oh-uh...Cas is an angel and he can—"

"That's not what I mean! We let you go out for a second and you go running to Crowley?"

"Alright, let's get one thing straight: you don't let me do anything. And I needed answers. Since the only person I knew that had answers freaked out and bailed I went to the best next thing."

"The King of Hell!" Dean's shout rang throughout the library.

"Apparently so!" I shouted back just as loud.

"Dean." Sam warned his brother. Dean glared at me for a second longer before he turned around and started angrily unloading his shot gun.

"What's that?" Sam nodded to the card in my hands.

"It's nothing," I threw the card on the table. "Crowley gave it to me when we left." Sam and Dean exchanged a look.

I rolled my eyes, "I won't go running to Crowley."

"I've known you for less than 24 hours, and you've said that once before and it literally happened a few hours later!" Dean was still shouting.

"In the last 24 hours I've known you, you cut me twice, threw me aside after I helped heal your brother, risked my life doing that by the way, trapped me in here, took away my keys—!"

"Alright, alright okay. Stop both of you." Sam stood between us and gave us each a look. "We're all tired, it's been a long morning. Let's have some breakfast, we'll do this later. Please, Dean."

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We were all gathered around the table quietly, only plastic forks squeaking against the plastic plate making sound.

Cas sighed heavily for the third or fourth time, I lost count.

"What, Cas, What." Dean rubbed his eyes tiredly. "You've been sighing like an offended old lady for the last hour."

Cas paused before he spoke, unable to really look either of them in the eye. "I need to go get Kevin." He said it shamefully.

Sam's head snapped up and Dean removed his hand from his eyes, looking at Cas as if to make sure he was serious.

"No," they finally growled at the same time.

I watched the three of them with the most discrete smile. Dinner for breakfast and a show.

Dean spoke afterward. "We promised him out after the trials were over and now he's safe. We can't drag him back in."

I swallowed loudly. "Who's Kevin?"

"He's a prophet, Dean. Hardship is part of the job description."

My mouth fell open. "What? You have one of those too?"

Dean thought about it for a second before responding. "No. Eliza's too young, and that's more than enough. We don't have to bring the entire cast of Annie into this."

"Kevin's young?" I asked, but I was ignored again.

"We need him. We need everything that could aid us against Hell's Child. I already told him to pack. He's expecting me later today."

Dean's voice got louder. "This is not cool, Cas. I promised him a quiet life."

"For your information, he was more than happy to hear my voice and he asked about you and Sam more than once. His life may be quiet, but he's lonely. He misses living with you."