The One like a Hallmark (Destiel)

Chapter 2: I'm DEFINITELY a cop

"Alright, in you go, Prancer." Dean patted the side of the last reindeer as it...well...pranced into the fenced yard. Castiel closed the gate and locked it before turning to Dean with a grateful smile.

"Thank you, so much. I'm sorry you had to do that." Castiel apologized. The hunter just laughed in response.

"Dude, it was no problem. How many people can say they helped round up eight reindeer before Christmas?" Dean grinned. "Please tell me you seized your opportunity and named them correctly."

"You mean are they all named after the eight reindeer that pull, Santa's sleigh?" Gabriel walked up behind them, carrying his weaponry class apples. "Psh, no. That'd be lame." A deer trotted past them and Gabriel pointed at it. "That's, Bambi."

Castiel turned to, Dean. "Yes, we named them accordingly." He glanced around at the herd of deer. "Though, I'm not sure I remember which ones which." Dean didn't blame him, they all looked fairly similar. Blue eyes widened as they remembered something. "You wanted to talk to us about our uncle, correct?"

Dean's face lined in confusion before it dawned on him. He was on a case.

"Right, right." Dean rubbed his hands together, the nippy air finally starting to seep through his leather jacket. "Can we do it somewhere with a heater of some sort. It's kinda cold out here." Castiel took in the hunter's poor winter attire and gave him a scolding look.

"It's currently twenty two degrees outside in the middle of winter, and just after a brief snowstorm you go outside in a leather jacket and jeans?" The brunette gave him a questioning eyebrow while Gabriel tisked in the background.

"You're not from around here, are you?" Gabriel asked in an observant tone. Dean shook his head. "Then why the hell are you so interested in our uncle?"

"Let's get him inside before we interrogate him, Gabriel." Castiel's feet cracked the snow beneath him as he headed east. He turned around and motioned for Dean to follow him. Gabriel made sure the gate was secure before following the two of them.

Castiel led Dean up a hill towards a log cabin themed house. It seemed huge from the outside. The whole thing looked to be made from logs with stone to add character. The home was two stories tall, surrounded by evergreen trees. At one point, Dean felt the slide of gravel beneath him and looked up to see a nice sized garage attached to the home.

Dean stared at the garage for a moment before stopping in his tracks, almost making Gabriel run into him. "My car. I have to go back-"

"It's snowing pretty heavily, and barely anyone drives up our road. Your car will be fine for a few hours." Castiel told him. Dean knew it was meant to comfort him but he didn't think lightly when it came to Baby. His dad would kill him if anything happened to his car. That and Dean would be low key pissed at himself for leaving the poor girl out in the cold.

But, Dean didn't argue. Castiel was right; he was freezing. It took them nearly thirty minutes to reach the pasture- let alone the good ten minutes it took them to trek their way through the snow towards the house. Not to mention he wouldn't be able to find his way through the darkness with all snow falling down.

"If something happens to my car, I'm murdering you both." Dean knew it probably wasn't smart to say something like that to two people you've never met but he didn't joke when it came to the impala. He mentally cringed at the thought of Sam driving her, let alone some stranger picking her up.

Castiel unlocked the door to the house and held it open for Dean and Gabriel. The hunter held in his content sigh at the comfortable heat radiating inside. Gabriel happily shedded his winter coat and shoes that had become wet due to the warmth.