Who's Cas?

Chapter 2

After a while of being under the shower, loose feathers and skin were scrubbed off, the blood was all but washed away. A pang of panic hit Cas though when he looked up. He felt disoriented after all the pain he had endured and had to put everything straight in his head. He sat down in the shower as he didn't want to faint. The dizziness and lightheadedness continued until he finally got out the shower and started to dry himself with the towel. He was very careful with his wings, knowing how sensitive they could be. He was still trying to sort everything out. He sat down with his back against the bathroom wall, allowing the cool condensation to dampen his bare back. He took deep breaths as the steam around him heated the room to an uncomfortable temperature. He was in Jasper Indiana. There were two hunters in the next room that were going to worry about him. Sam and Dean. He couldn't handle the fact he had forgotten their names. Maybe he was just having an off day. It could have been due to the pain. He used his angel blade to cut holes in the shirt for his wings to hang out of comfortably. He wandered out, keeping his gaze to the floor and went to sit on the bed he'd slept on earlier. He was feeling drained after what just happened to him.

"Cas? You ok?" Dean asked. Cas looked up at Dean and nodded. He was quiet now, almost shy. Cas suspected it was a side effect of the new vessel. Both hunters looked up again. This behaviour change was unsettling. They needed to find this witch, fast. Which means they're going to need some serious help. They both looked at each other, coming to the same conclusion,

"I'll call Bobby," Sam said, "maybe he can help us find her."

"I'll drive," Dean said, "we should be moving on from here anyway." Sam nodded. It wasn't long until they were on the road. Cas was napping under his trenchcoat in the back. His large wings shrinking in size easily to fit under his makeshift blanket. Sam leaned against the window. Though originally just nursing a headache, he'd dozed off unnoticed by Dean. The whole car remained eerily silent. Dean didn't even play music. He didn't want to wake Cas. Why? Because he was starting to have a few outbursts. Nothing major but when they forgot to wait for Cas to hide his wings under his trenchcoat, all the lights in the room started to flicker noticeably. He was peaceful for now but when he woke up, again, he panicked. He forgot where he was and the car engine cut out. "Cas," Dean gave a frustrated sigh. Not the impala, not his baby. But when he turned to the angel with slight annoyance, he didn't see an angel looking back at him. He saw a scared ten year old boy. There was no flame of recognition in his eyes and at Dean's annoyed look, he sunk back into the leather seat and Dean softened immediately, "hey, Cas you ok?" He asked. The kid still looked blank,

"D-Dean?" He asked, the flame in his eye coming back, "Sam," he looked to the sleeping passenger beside Dean. "Dean and Sam", he looked around him, "in the impala."

"You ok?" Dean asked, "you keep forgetting us man."

"S-Sorry" Cas sunk back into the leather seat again. Dean gave a sigh and hit Sam's shoulder. Sam woke up,

"Hey, you're driving," Dean ordered,

"O-k?" Sam wondered confused,

"The spell must have done something to his memories. I'll ride in the back with him." He got out of the car and sat beside Cas who was still bundled in his trenchcoat. He put his arm around him and encouraged Cas to snuggle into his side. He fell asleep again before they got to Bobby's. As Bobby watched the boys pull up, he didn't know what to expect. Sam had called to say they were coming and Cas had been turned into a child but aside from that, he had no idea what was pulling up in his driveway,

"That the boys?" Sheriff Jody Mills was there, visiting at the time. She had known about what they do now since the apocalypse and Bobby trusts her easily. When she looked out the window, she was surprised to see Dean carrying a young boy wrapped in a large bundle into the house, "who's the kid?"