On Noel Road - Michifer/Destiel/Sabriel

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Castiel gently placed another block on top of the other. Both of there colors contrasted the way he liked them. Castiel also liked the piano music that drifted into his ears. Michael was always an expert on piano. It was obvious to see.

Gabriel was the opposite. He was stretched out on the floor, blowing drool bubbles even though Castiel had told him to stop. Saying the saliva grossed him out. But nothing could stop Gabriel, unless candy. He always had an obsession with candy. It made Castiel confused.

Castiel grabbed another block to be placed on top, the color was blue. Not his favorite. His favorite color was green.

But all the sudden the front door burst open. All the siblings eyes landed on there father, who looked like he had just seen a monster. Maybe he had.

"Get up boys, it's time to go", he huffed out as he ran to his room that was down the hall.

Castiel stared after his father. He tilted his head in confusion. Where were they going? Where they going to Grandma and Grandpa? Michael seemed to already know what was going on, since he scooped up Castiel into his arms.

Castiel let out a small yelp to his block castle being demolished, but shut his mouth when he noticed the tension in Michael's arm.

Michael is never this stiff. He's a loose bodied boy. So something must be serious. Even though Castiel is a young boy, he knows something is wrong. Very wrong.

Michael gently set Castiel on his bed and turned to Gabriel who was standing stone cold in the doorway of the bedroom.

"Help Castiel pack, I'll pack your stuff to. Only one bag. Make sure Castiel has his cat toy he can't go anywhere without it", Michael barked out the orders. And for once Gabriel followed them.

It all happened so quickly that Castiel felt his head spinning. Michael was stuffing clothes into a duffle bag. Gabriel was asking Castiel what he wanted. Castiel just answered with a simple "Kitty" and that was it.

Soon three duffle bags were packed with clothes and all the other bare essentials. Castiel was standing with his duffle bag at his feet.

"Are we going to see Grandma and Grandpa?", Castiel asked. He was hopeful that they were just going to see relatives.

"We aren't going to see them Castiel", there father suddenly answered from the doorway. All three of them shuttered. Then were where they going?

"Alright boys, it's time to go, time to go", Chuck was able to choke out. He then hurdled them to the front door. "Hurry up boys, come on", he hissed.

Chuck opened the trunk and shoved all the bags into the back. "Alright who wants to sit in the front?", he asked. Gabriel all but jumped at the idea of sitting in the front.

Michael and Castiel where sat in the backseat, not that Castiel minded. He liked it better.

"Alright, everyone buckled in?", Chuck asked. They all nodded.

"Good".

Soon the car was speeding down the street that they once lived. Castiel stared out of the back window, wondering why there was now a new accessory to there front yard.

Two black sleek cars were now parked in the front of the house. And four men walked out of the two. Two people in each.

Castiel didn't seem to know them. They didn't seem familiar. But what they were holding were familiar.

Guns. Gabriel always told him that guns were bad. That they killed.

If that is so, then why did those people have it?

Castiel felt his hand becoming hot. When it reached a burning point he snapped his head down to look.

A small orb stood there, it's bright light making a small sun in his hand. Castiel stared in wonder at it. It felt hot in his hand, but at the same time cold. Castiel focused on it more, the anxiety and fear warping the bright sun into a dark orb.

It was still beautiful to Castiel.

"Castiel, stop that", Michael whispered from his left side.

Castiel then lifted his right hand and put it over his left.

And just like that, the orb died.