All You Did was Save my Life

Goodbyes

            “Can you watch the boys?” Cas asked Balthazar.

            “Where are you going?” Balthazar questioned, looking up from his book.

            “I need to go help Dean,” Cas replied, “Can you watch them or not?”

            “I’ll watch them if you tell me what you’re helping Dean-o with,” Balthazar negotiated, crossing his arms over his chest.

            “Dean and Bobby think someone called Crowley might know what happened to Sam,” Cas explained, “But Dean said Crowley is the King of Demons, I can’t let him go into that alone.”

            Balthazar sighed, “Alright fine. But if you run into trouble and need help…”

            “You need to stay here with Gabriel,” Cas shook his head, “Try to get him to come out of his room. I’m going to say goodbye to the boys.” He turned and left the room before Balthazar could say another word. He made his way to the room Ben and Jesse shared, opening the door to see the boys laid out on the floor playing.

            “Papa!” Ben ran over to him and Cas crouched down as Ben threw his arms around his beck. “Are we going home yet?”

            Cas sighed, Ben had been asking that every day since they arrived here.

            “Not yet,” Cas said, “But hopefully soon. That’s why I want to talk to you, I have to go away for a bit.”

            “Where are you going?” Ben asked.

            “I need to help daddy with something, but I’ll be back as soon as I can, okay?”

            “Okay,” Ben nodded.

            “You and Jesse listen to Uncle Balthazar, okay? Help with your brothers,” Cas instructed and both boys nodded. Cas looked at Jesse, “Your father will be fine, we’ll make sure of it.” Jesse nodded and hugged his uncle tightly. Cas stood and left them to go back to their playing before walking into his room and lifting Jamie into his arms.

            “You be good for your uncle too, alright?” he said, “I’ve got to go help your daddy, but I’ll be back soon. Maybe then we can even go home.”

            “Dada,” Jamie said quietly and Castiel smiled, kissing the boys head before setting him back in his crib. He sighed again and walked over to his brother’s room. He knocked once, but there was no answer. Not that he’d really been expecting one. He opened the door anyway.

            “Gabriel?” he said quietly. No response. Cas walked over and looked down at his sleeping nephew. Cas smiled softly, but when looked up at his brother his smile fell.

            “I have to leave. Dean needs my help,” Cas said, “He may have something that can help Sam. As soon as I know something I’ll let you know.” Gabriel didn’t say anything; he didn’t even move. And with a flutter of wings, Castiel was gone.