My Adorable Angel

Chapter Two

Your POV

Waking up the next morning, yawning, I pull myself out of bed. Dragging my limp self into the kitchen, only seeing Cas sitting at the table doing nothing. "Morning, Cas" I groggily say as I make my way to the table. Taking his eyes off the wall, he looks at me, and sighs. "Good morning, Y/N"

Walking past the table, I grab the things for cereal, and head back to the table. "Do you want some too, Cas?" I offered. He politely declined, passing up the offer.

Making my breakfast, my thoughts began to think about last night for a while. "Y/N, the milk" flashing back to reality, I quickly stop pouring the milk, seeing how I overflowed my bowl. "Shit" I mumbled, grabbing paper towels.

Cas helping me out, he gives me the soaken paper towel, so I can throw it away. Along with the milk and cereal. After cleaning the mess, I get to finally sit, and eat my breakfast. "Boys still sleeping, huh?" I took a guess.

He answers with only a nod, staring out into space again, sighing. Deciding to leave Cas with whatever he's doing, I try not to smile that much from remembering last night. Actually, I had a dream of him, it was lovely.

Those freckles, brown eyes, blonde hair... I'm not sure what's more attractive. His smile is the most attractive.

"Castiel?"

"Yes?" He turn his head to me.

"Tell me about Samandriel" I smiled.

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About an hour goes by, the boys are awake by now, and Cas told me about the angel. The way I heard it, he's brave but sensitive. It's just the look in his eyes and smile, he's putting us in a spell with his face. He's too dangerous to be around.

Then, I remember he said something about praying to him, but I don't want to do it in front of the boys. At least not yet, maybe later when we become best friends. Hopefully more then that.

Researching for a case, finding nothing relevant, I sighed and scratched my head. Sam and Dean went off on a hunt, and Cas just took off without notice. Seeing how no one but me is in the bunker, I smirked to myself.

"Praying to the angel Samandriel? Uh, I never done this before... anyways, if you can hear this, come on down."

After doing the prayer, I looked around to see if anyone was here, but I was incorrect. All of a sudden, he shows up, in the same outfit. We both smile at each other, greeting one another.

"Hey, sorry to call you down"

"Don't apologize, I wasn't doing anything up there anyways... so, anything you need?"

"Uh... company?" I nervously smiled.

Nodding while smiling, he takes a seat on the opposite side, looking into my eyes. "What book do you have there?" He asks. Honestly, I don't even know what it is. Taking a look at the book cover, I showed it to him. "Hunting?"

"Sam and Dean are, I'm just doing the research for them" I sigh

The look on Samandriel's face, he looked upset in a way. "And Castiel?" He asks. Slightly looking up from the book, I shrugged. "Not entirely sure, he took off without notice"

Changing the subject, Samandriel asked how my day was going and vice versa. He actually might be the most nicest angel, Cas scares me sometimes. Samandriel just looks like the cuddly type, but then again, its just a vessel.

"Alfie, we deserve a break. I've been working so damn hard on this, and I'm sure you did a lot of work in Heaven"

"Name it and I'll get it for you" he smiled.

"See, that's the problem... I don't know what I want yet"

"Take all the time you need"

For the next few hours, since the boys aren't back yet, Alfie and I just hung around the bunker. I kinda just call him his human name as a nickname, and I'm sure he's quickly adapting to it. Like... he doesn't get mad if I don't use his angel name.

Heading back to my room, my hands full of snacks, I throw them on the bed. I grab the tv remote, and we hop on the bed. Luckily not crushing the snacks.

"Any suggestions?"

"No, I've never seen television"

"Well buddy, don't complain when you get scared during the movie"

Finishing my sentence, Alfie had a huge smirk on his face, ready to go. Picking out a movie, I set the disk inside the player, and the tv screen changed. I gave him a sly smirk before hitting play on the remote, starting the movie.

I decided to pick out a horror movie, and ever since the demon crap, it doesn't phase me anymore. But, I still have jump scares. I'm just wondering how Alfie would react.

As the movie began, Alfie and I both god settled into our spots, our heads turned to the tv screen. While it was playing, I kept turning to Alfie, seeing his reaction. Now, I've seen this movie a few timee, its my favorite.

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Dean POV

Getting back home to the bunker, Sam and I set our bags on the table. "Y/N?" I call out. No response. Looking at Sam, I shrugged. "You here, Y/N?" I say. Again, no response.

Sam and I pulling a gun from our pockets, we both cock them, and nodded. "I'll take her room while you get the kitchen" he agreed. Splitting up, I quietly ran to her bedroom. Man, I hope she's just sleeping rather than danger.

Knocking on the door and waiting a few seconds, I get no response. Twisting the doorknob, opening the door, the veiw was totally unexpected for me.

Y/N and that angel boy, Alfie, and sleeping together. Actually... more like: they're both laying down, eyes shut, and Y/N having her head on top of Alfie's. Lets just hope they're literally not sleeping with each other.

I closed the door, uncocked my gun, and stuffed it back in my pocket. Sam and I both met up back to the main area, he's still with his gun out. "Sleeping" is all I say, Sam uncock his gun, throwing it on the table.

"Hey, uh... where's Cas?" Sam asked.

Thinking about it, we never seen Cas leave the bunker unless Y/N did. I really don't want to wake her up though. "Good question" I look around, sighing. "Well... I'll call him, maybe he'll answer his phone"

While he was on the phone, I went on over to the kitchen, grabbing me a beer. Popping off the top, I took a chug, recollecting myself after what happened today.

After chugging down another two bottles, I decided to call it a night, I'm tired. Cas never answered the phone, but he did answer my prayer, saying that he'll drop by tomorrow.

"Well Sammy, I'm gonna rest up" I patted his shoulder before leaving the kitchen.

Walking over to my room, I laughed to myself as I'm imagining Y/N and Alfie. Man, I really should've took a picture of them. Having that kind of thought, I think they'll make a pretty cute couple. Heh.

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