Somewhere Between Heaven and Hell (Sterek) (Destiel)

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Stiles yawned before checking his phone. "Ugh, still another day away."

"We should probably stop somewhere." Derek said stifling his own yawn.

"There is a town five miles ahead. We can stop at a hotel there." Stiles agreed.

Stiles phone rang through the car speakers again.

"Cas, hey, what's wrong?" Stiles asked frowning.

"Nothing, I was calling to make sure you weren't taking your aderrall to stay awake and drive through the night. Sam and Dean are in bed and I know they would want you to rest." Cas answered causing Stiles to smile.

"We're planning on stopping no worries."

"Stiles..." Cas paused.

"Yeah, Cas?" Stiles asked taking a turn towards a small town.

"This Peter, Derek is confident he can handle him, is he not a werewolf too?"

Stiles slammed on the breaks harder than he intended to at the stop sign.

"W-what are you talking about?" Stiles shifted glancing at a much too calm Derek.

"Derek is a werewolf, a born one as I have come to find. If Peter is his uncle, then Peter would also be a werewolf." Cas explained calmly as if it was common knowledge that Derek was a werewolf.

"Unless it's because Derek is an alpha and he is stronger than Peter despite Peter being older." Cas stated talking mostly to himself.

Stiles swallowed hard.

Derek could smell the anxiety and stress on him. Before he could explain Cas spoke again.

"Wait, I'm sorry, did Derek not tell you we talked about it last night?" Cas asked.

"No, about what exactly?" Stiles growled shooting a glare at Derek.

"Once I got some grace back I could sense he wasn't human. I noticed how you two worded things and put some pieces together. I assured him that I won't say anything to Sam or Dean. I'm very proud that you two are close. I didn't think you Winchesters had it in you." Cas explained calmly.

"We're friends with you and Crowley." Stiles pointed out.

"I pulled Dean from Hell, I pieced his soul back together, there was bound to be a friendship. Crowley is just..."Cas paused.

"The king of hell who just so happens to be harboring a major crush on Dean?" Stiles chuckled.

"The two are oddly close." Cas sounded thoughtful.

"It's probably all that time they spent together when they partnered up after the whole mark thing." Stiles shrugged though Cas couldn't see.

"Yes, perhaps, that. Goodnight Stiles." Cas changed the subject quickly.

"Oh and do me a favor, look after Derek, I know he's a strong alpha werewolf but he's broken inside. And I know you are too. You are a mystery to me but, Derek...he is not. You two need each other, he especially."

Stiles glanced at a brooding Derek.

"Cas, I'm not broken, I'm stressed and Derek has been through a lot of shit in his life, he doesn't 'need' anybody."

Before Cas could respond Stiles piped up again.

"And yes I get what you were trying to say, we'll be careful. You know you don't have to use so many words." Stiles chuckled.

Cas gave a soft laugh. "So much like Dean."

Stiles shook his head as he got out of the car and grabbed his bag from the trunk.