A Good Type of Mistake

Chapter 3

Dean Winchester POV

"Sam, listen to me, I'm really sorry, I am. I meant to come home on time but-"

"I'll be home before midnight, Sam. Don't worry, Sam." The mocking voice said through the phone, sounding tinny and distant. "I swear Dean, you do this too much! I nearly called Dad and you know that he doesn't like when we call him when he's away on business."

"Oh yeah, I do." Dean muttered to himself. John Winchester wasn't exactly a father figure, what with his excessive drinking, long work hours and crude nature.

Dean sighed onto the phone. "I promise it won't ever happen again."

"That's what you said last time" Sam retorted. "I'm going to Gabriel's house, he's gonna drive me to school because my big brother is to self involved to care." Sam yelled the last few words into the phone.

"Gabriel? Gabriel Novak? No, Sam wait don't-"

But Sam had already hung up on him. With a sigh, Dean tucked his cell phone back into his pocket. Gabriel Novak was, as the last name suggested, Castiel's little brother. He was Sam's age and was never seen without some form of candy in his mouth. And Dean was here in his house and has just accidentally spent the night with his brother.

Dean slumped against the wall next to Castiel's door. Why did Sam have to choose Gabriel? Didn't he have other friends? Dean didn't care that it was probably more convenient for Sam, even though he knew it was selfish of him. He just wished he wouldn't have to endure the embarrassment when Sam walked into their neighbor's house to find a rumpled Dean standing around.

Dean cringed slightly at the thought and pushed off the wall with a sharp forward motion. He started walking down the hall towards what he hoped was the front door, freezing in his tracks when another door along the wall opened and Ana, Castiel's younger sister by five years, emerged. She blinked sleepily at Dean and nearly walked past him. Then her eyes widened and she took a second look.

"Are you.... Dean?" she asked.

"Uh... yeah, why?" Dean replied, immensely confused how this thirteen year old knew who he was. Even though the Winchesters and Novaks were neighbors, Dean had never really interacted with any of them. Sam was a friend of Gabriel's but that was probably the most contact they had.

"No reason." Ana blushed slightly. "You look exactly how he described you so I guessed it made sense." Ana spun away from Dean and ran off.

"He?" Dean called after her. "Who?" But Ana was gone and Dean didn't feel like chasing her through the house. Assuming that Ana meant Sam, Dean shrugged and kept walking down the hall.

Towards the end, another door opened and a blond boy stuck his head out. Was Dean going to wake up the entire Novak family as he tried to leave? The boy saw Dean immediately and sighed, opening his mouth, probably to ask why he was there, but what Dean got was much different.

"CASTIEL, WHY IS THERE A STRANGE BOY IN THE HOUSE?"

Oh God, no. Dean thought. Please let Cas be asleep still please let him still be asleep please let him still be asleep please-"

"Lucifer, why the hell are you screaming this early in the morning?" Dean turned slowly and felt himself blushing as he saw Castiel stumbling sleepily out of his bedroom. "And why do you assume I would know why Dean is here?"

"But you do know." Lucifer (Was that really his name? Dean wondered.) replied with a smirk.

"Yes I know, butt out of my business." Castiel said, sliding back into his room with a yawn. "Adios brother, I'm going to sleep again....." Castiel trailed off with another huge yawn. "Wake me up, when September ends" he mumbled, singing the last bit as he shut the door again, hiding himself from Dean and Lucifer's gaze.