All I Want ─ Dean Winchester

CHAPTER XVIII.

chapter xviii.

•3rd Person•

"So let me get this straight... you just, summoned an Angel, shot him, and stabbed him?" Kristen asked. Dean simply nodded yes as he bit into his burger.

She grabbed her phone and checked it, "Hey I'm going shopping with Em and Amber." Kristen said, standing up and walking over. She pecked his lips, then going upstairs to wake up the others. She banged on each of their bedroom doors till they responded back. "Both do you guys get dressed, we're going shopping!" Kristen exclaimed. She ran to her room, picking a cute outfit. She grabbed a long sleeved, white sweater with ripped jeans and a pair of sneakers.

As she was walking out of her room and into the living room, a loud screech was heard from upstairs.

"Em?" She shouted, running towards her room. Dean and Sam followed, meeting Amber outside the door.

They swung the door open and saw Emily standing in the corner of her room, holding a blanket over the majority of herself. On the other side of the room, stood a dark haired man in a trench coat with a puzzled look on his face.

"CASTIEL! What are you doing here?!" Dean yelled.

"You know him?" Kristen and Emily exclaimed.

"That's the angel that Bobby and I met yesterday." Dean said, looking at Kristen. All eyes were on Castiel, while he was staring directly at Emily, confusion still in his eyes.

"HEY GUYS, COULD YOU HAVE YOUR LITTLE REUNION ELSE WHERE? I'M TRYING TO GET DRESSED!" Emily shouted. "Oh, right..." Amber said, the four exited the room. "Uh, Castiel, was it? You too, please." Emily said as kindly as possibly, though it was very awkward.

"Oh, nice wings by the way!" She yelled as he walked away. He closed the door behind him but stopped in his tracks.

"Castiel?" Dean yelled up the steps, Castiel walked down into the living room. He sat on the couch awkwardly and looked around. "Cas, what are you doing here?" Dean asked. "Well..." Cas thought for a moment. "I forgot."

Kristen chuckled, sitting next to Dean and kissing his cheek. "Hey, nice outfit." She called as Amber walked in. She was wearing a cream colored sweater with a red skirt and black tights and grey combat boots. Amber sat next to Sam, well, fell into him after slipping on the carpet. "You okay?" He asked. She nodded.

    Emily soon walked down, she had on blue denim shorts with a deep red tank top and loose white button up shirt with wedged sandals. Cas stood up and looked at her nervously. "Okay, you're looking at me like I killed your father with a high heel. What the hell is up?" She crossed her arms and stared back in his direction. All eyes were on him, "Well, I..." he almost said it. He was this close to saying it.

"I'm sorry for flying into your room when you were changing." He decided on. "Oh," Emily said. "Apology accepted." She gave a small smile and headed out the door.

    Cas still had a perplex look on his face. Once the girls had left, Dean and Sam gave him questioning looks. "What?" Cas said.

     "What was that about?" Dean crossed his arms with a hard stare. "Nothing." Cas said, keeping his tone steady. "Castiel, the look you were giving her tells us it wasn't just 'nothing'." Sam pointed out. "Just tell us." Cas shook his head no. "I will not say a word."