Colors

Part 10

"So, this is official? You're moving to Maine- from Kansas- to live with your sister? Who you haven't seen in, like, six years? You haven't seen her since you were ten, what if she's a giant ass?" Crowley kept questioning me as he helped me pack up all my belongings into cardboard boxes. "And you're going to be on a plane. What if your wings break something? What if you get nervous and throw up? Anything and everything could go wrong, Castiel."

"Well it's not my decision now, is it, Crowley?" I snapped. "I didn't choose to find my mom murdered after a camping trip gone wrong, then have to sleep in this god-forbidden house for a week just to be told I getting shipped off to live with my sister that I barely know!"

He opened his mouth, then closed it and sighed. "I-I'm sorry... I just worry too much, and speak my thoughts aloud."

"I know." My phone started ringing and I angrily pulled it from my trench-coat pocket. It was Dean... I hurried to answer it. "Dean?" Crowley raised an eyebrow.

"Hi Cas, I can't talk long sadly, but I want you to know I love you and am on my way over. I'm doing this right under Sam's nose and he's gonna kill me but I need to see you before you go."

"Dean, why?"

"Because I love you and want to see you? Duh." I heard him chuckle through the phone.

"Oh, well I'll see you soon."

"I'm sorry, Cas."

"Sorry for what? It's not your fault that..."

"Not about her, I'm sorry that we got caught and Sam hates our guts."

"It's okay, we've already talked about this- even though we've barely seen each other- and it's not your fault, or mine."

"What's happening?" Crowley asked. I frowned at him.

"I'm outside, can you let me in?" Dean asked.

"The front door's unlocked, me and Crowley are packing stuff up in my room." I said. I heard the front door open and footsteps run up the stairs, I put away my phone. The door flew open and Dean busted in. He ran up and scooped me up in his arms. "Ah! Dean!" I cried as he lifted me off the ground. He smiled and set me back down.

"Hi Cas." He said happily.

"Hello Dean, was picking me up really necessary?" I joked. Dean nodded and looked over at Crowley.

"Hi Crow."

"Hey... Why don't you make yourself useful and help pack up Castiel's belongings in the basement. We're almost finished with the bedroom and have finished the bathroom." Crowley said, closing another box and taping it closed. 

"Okay...? Come on Cas." 

"No, no, no. Castiel is gonna stay here with me." Crowley demanded. 

"I'm going with you." I said to Dean, earning a grin from him. "And besides, he came over to see me, Crowley. You can't push him away." I grabbed his hand and a few of the smushed cardboard boxes and we went downstairs to the basement. I frowned as we descended into the room.

"It's creepy down here." Dean said, wrapping an arm around my shoulders.

"I know. I don't really like it..."

"Don't worry, I'll protect you. Nothing can hurt you as long as I'm around." He whispered. I smiled and set down the boxes. 

"So, most of this stuff is mine. There's some antique plates and stuff though that's getting shipped to the UK for my aunt to have." I explained, Dean nodded and started grabbing stuff. We packed up everything I had, mostly it was old art supplies in here though. We didn't talk much, but we would occasionally stop and just stare at each other for a few moments before continuing. 

"Are you two done yet?" Crowley asked as he ran down the stairs to join us.

"Just a couple more things, and done!" I said, putting a set of paintbrushes into a box and closing it.

"Guess we need to get this stuff moved outside, then." Crowley said. "Because a moving truck will drive your stuff to Maine while you'll take a plane. Right?"

I frowned and nodded. "Y-yeah..." 

We all started moving the boxes into the open garage,  finishing right as the moving truck pulled into the driveway. Lucifer was behind the wheel, a giant smile on his face. He hopped out and walked up to us. He hugged Crowley and turned to me. "Hey Cassie!"

"Don't call me that." I said, cringing at the name. 

"Anyways, let's get this stuff on the truck. Me and Crowley will be driving your stuff to your new home." Lucifer said.

"Can I come along?" Dean asked, stepping forward some. "Like, driving with you guys?"

"It's a thirty hour drive, Dean. And Sam will quite literally murder you." Crowley replied, concerned.

"I don't care." Dean crossed his arms across his chest.

Lucifer looked at Crowley and shrugged. "It's fine with me." 

"Fine, then."

"Yay!" Dean hugged me, burying his face in my neck, then got pulled back by the king of hell.

"Hey, we still have things to do. Let's pack all this stuff into the truck, then we have to drive Castiel to the airport." Crowley said. We sighed and did as told, and when we finished Lucifer jumped into the van.

"I can drive Cas to the airport myself, I drove here after all." Dean offered, pointing to his Impala in the driveway next to the moving truck.

"Yeah, let's do that." I said. Crowley shrugged and got into the van with Lucifer. I grabbed my backpack with some clothes and necessities from inside. Then, Dean pulled me to his car and we got in and drove off. We reached the airport all too quickly and went to the terminal. The other arrived a few minutes after.

"So, this is kind of it, then? You'll be leaving, and we'll be so far apart." Dean whimpered, the realization of how far I was going finally hitting him.

"I guess so... We'll see each other again soon, though. You're gonna be going with Luci and Crow and will see me!"

"But that's a few days, 30 hours of driving- and that's not including traffic or rest stops!- and what about after that? And what if you hate Maine? It's cold and rainy and boring..."

"I'll be fine, Dean. We'll call and text all the time, I know a couple of things we can get on our phones so we can facetime. We can takes vacations between school breaks-"

"But I want to be with you, not just seeing you through a screen." Dean sniffled and a tear ran down his cheek.

"I-I... We'll come up with something, I promise."

Dean sniffled again and wrapped his arms around me. I sighed and returned the gesture. The plane started boarding and we parted some. I picked up my bag and went to walk off, but he grabbed my hand. "Wait!" He pulled me back and into a kiss. I smiled and hugged him tightly, then stepped away.

"I'll see you soon, Dean. You guys, too, Crowley and Lucifer." I said, looking at everyone. 

"I love you, Castiel." Dean said as I walked off. 

I looked back to see him crying. "I love you, too, Dean."