You bring the beers

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Charlie p.o.v

Mother of warlocks, it is so bright. What the honest fuckballs? I think, groaning as I roll out of bed.  Avoiding the ice cream tubs littered around on the floors like a fucking boss ninja, I notice a sticky taped to my door.

Hey Charlie:)

Dean & I had to leave for work. We left the boys here for company. Take the day, have fun with Gabe and Sam. We'll be back tonight.

Cas xx

Aaaaaah my ship. They're so thoughtful. Moving down the passage I gently open the door to my tiny guest room. The sight I see sets my heart soaring. Gabe lays sprawled across Sam's chest snoring lightly. Sam's reading a book from the pile lying which resides on the bedside table. He's playing with Gabe's hair, absorbed in my limited edition of Harry Potter and the Philosopher's  Stone.

"Ding-dong bitch" I half whisper, causing Sam to look up from the book. A sheepish grin on his face with a slight blush creeps up his face.

"Uh, morning Charlie. How're you feeling this morning?" I feel like I took a trip down the darker side of life...aka my memories and Death-eaters. If we were in HP, Crowley would defs be Wormtail. Cowardly piece of rat manuer.

"I feel just peachy, thanks to you guys. Thanks bro. Imma go make some breakfast. You might want to wake up Sleeping Beauty over there, I have a business to run and you bitches are my little helpers for the day." I say, closing the door and heading to the kitchen. My ships have sailed!

Cas p.o.v

Walking in, I smile and greet my PA, Adam Singer. He is a blond, slightly brooding young man. But he is always on time and willing to work.

"Good morning Castiel." Adam says, slightly sharp toned.

I turn to face him. His pale blue eyes brooding. "Is something wrong Adam?" I tilt my head out of curiosity.

"You left me here in Hell while you were off galavanting with Dean and Sam." He says, slightly accusingly. How did he know I was with Dean and Sam.

"How did you know who I spent my day with Adam?"

"My dad said Dean has a new boyfriend. Wears a trenchcoat, new in town." He shrugs, "You're the only new guy in town who wears a trenchcoat that I've seen." Who on earth is his father? I move towards my office and motion for Adam to join me and close the door. He complies.

"And how would your father know so much?"

"Because Dean is my cousin and he works with Bobby, my dad." Ah, that explains so much. Adam obviously inherited his father's temperment.

"I am sorry you had an unpleasant day Adam. What happened?" I ask. Why is Adam acting so strange? More brooding and panicky than usual.

"Well after I got the mail with your Rowena report, I sent it to Crowley," My eyes go wide.

"Only after I got feedback from both Rowena and the Korean counterparts. They loved it by the way. Anyway, so I sent it to Crowley and he hated it. He must have hoped that you wouldn't make it because Rowena sent a response and cc'd him and me and Chuck, saying the Korean's loved it and were willing to agree to all of her terms and conditions. They're signing it tomorrow. And we all know this deal brings your books up by 198 million so you beat him by about 100 mill. Anyway, so Chuck came and wanted to congratulate you in person since he's the owner of the entire company, but I explained you were out for the day. He then continued to say that you are now the head CA of the company." Rowena is happyI got promoted. I'm above Crowley. That must be the reason why he was in such a horrible mood. But he did not know that Dean and I were a couple so he had no real reason to go and hurt Charlie.

"Yeah, so after Chuck left, Crowley went batshit. Started throwing shit at everyone and threatened to have my head on a platter for sending the report because you weren't in."

Suddenly, I stand up. Anger bubbling at my core. Crowley will not belittle or hurt my employees, friends or anyone I know. Storming out of my office I barge into his office. I find him sitting  and cleaning his nails, watching some sort of match on the screen above my head. The commentator's voice rambling off at an inhuman speed. His eyes flicker to mine.

"You will never again speak to or threaten one of my people again " I say, my voice low and full of venom. He shifts uncomfortably.

"Come on Castiel, darling. It was just a little match of words. Adam should lighten up a bit." he explains, his signiture smugness gone from his voice.

"I was not just refering to Adam. Charlie as well. Actually, everyone I know will not be terrorized by you again Crowley or God help me I will make your life a living nightmare" venom drips off of every word I say.

"Testy aren't we?" Crowley says, his voice slightly shaky.

"This is the last time I warn you Crowley." I warn. Turning on my heel I leave, my trenchcoat flapping behind me. Once back in my office I get my phone.

Cas: Hello Dean. I know why Crowley tormented Charlie yesterday...

Dear Lord, let Dean not resent me for this. Please let him not hate me for causing harm to his sister.

Dean: How did you find that out? What's the reason? xx

Cas: He did it because he was upset...

Dean: Thanks angel, but you're stating the obvious...xx

Cas: He was angry...at me. Because I got promoted to head CA here at the firm...because of our Rowena contract. I am truly sorry Dean.

Dean:Cas, listen to me. 1. CONGRATS ON THE PROMOTION! 2. It is not YOUR fault that Crowley is a son-of-a-bitch. 3.Karma's a bitch. But if he does ever hurt my family again I will deck him.xx

I love this man...

Cas: I do not think we have to worry about him harrassing anyone...I might have already stated that I would make his life very difficult if he tried. xx

Dean: Dom Cas...;) Me likey.xx

I blush as images of a tied up and helpless Dean fills my mind.

Cas: I'll see you tonight. We should make supper...also known as you can make food and I'll keep you company. I would not mind seeing you in that apron again ;)

Dean: If you bring beers, you might even get to take the apron off.xx

Dean: Have to go. Cars to fix. xx

To prevent any more tightness in my pants I quickly shift conversations to Charlie's and let her know we are all having supper tonight at Dean. 7pm should suffice.

Charlie: Okey dokey! No problem. I'll keep the minions busy until then. Peace out Bitches *Valcun salute*

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