Dean stretched himself as he remained sitting on the couch.
"This show is so boring." He sighed.
"It's not that bad." Bobby defended, his eyes still glued. They had been watching 3 hours of the show, and Dean was done trying to follow any storyline. Castiel was still seated with one wing clutched at his side, and a stone stare on his face.
"I'm gonna go see if the car needs an oil change." Dean said, which he didn't really need to announce. Dean stood up and looked to Castiel not looking or moving. Dean saw Sam still staring at the computer screen.
"Cas." Dean whispered, tapping his knee. Castiel looked over to him to see Dean give a gesture for him to follow. Dean walked around the corner to the back door, and Castiel followed.


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Dean felt a tap to his foot as he awoke.
"Dean, breakfast." Sam said, walking to the kitchen.
"Good morning to you too." Dean yawned. He then realized Castiel wasn't next to him, and a blanket lay on him. He couldn't tell if what happened between him and Castiel was real, or just a dream. He didn't try to think too hard on it since Bobby and Sam were in the same room. He wouldn't even want to tell them about that kind of dream.


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Bobby called Sam to let him know they were coming home, but mostly because Dean wanted to check on them. Sam let them know everything was okay, and Castiel was back in his own body. That was enough to make Dean pick up speed to hurry home. Sam left out the part of Castiel being asleep. When Dean pulled into the front of Bobby's house, he rushed up to the front door, charging in.

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Dean and Bobby were gone too long, and they weren't answering their phones. Sam found where they were and drove off. Dean and Bobby were after a demon, which didn't seem so bad, but, to Sam, it just seemed too long to take care of one demon. Sam pulled up to a house in the town and heard screaming within. He ran inside without hesitation. Upon entering, he tripped over something large, and nearly broke his nose. Sam turned around to see what it was.

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Sam sat out on the back porch swing feeling the cool autumn wind on his face and through his hair. Castiel on the other hand received the energy from what the Earth had to offer perfectly. Sam did find being outside not so draining on him. It almost felt like feeling the air for the first time with the energy Castiel was absorbing. The regenerating process went a lot faster and smoother this way.

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Bobby showed Sam and Dean to the large freezer box, and helped them emptied the beer out into the fridge in the house. Dean was very gentle with Jimmy's body as he helped carry it to the freezer box. Dean thought he could simply carry the body himself like he did back at the lake, but with the wings' added weight, there was no way. Sam tucked the wings in carefully as they lowered the body into the empty freeze box.

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Castiel sat outside for a couple of hours before Sam came out to check on him. Castiel hadn't come in to welcome Bobby and Sam back home, mostly from Dean's request, and a plan forming in his mind.
"Hey, Cas." Sam greeted. Castiel was a little stunned.
"Hello, Sam." He simply replied, and went back to thinking.
"What're you doin' out here? It's pretty cold." Sam shrugged, trying to make conversation.
"Thinking." Castiel answered, wishing Sam would stop talking so he could think better.

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Dean opened his eyes with groan. He was laying on the spare bed not recalling when he fell asleep. He sat up and rubbed at his eyes. He looked around trying to think of what he last remembered.
"I was getting dinner. I came in here to ask Cas what he wanted- Wait.. Where's Cas?" Dean jumped to his feet and rushed to the doorway, only to shortly catch himself from nearly falling from his shaky legs. He remembered.

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Castiel came in the house a little while later. Dean had settled himself on the couch in front of the TV.
"Dean?" Castiel voiced, trying to get Dean's attention, "Dean, are you alright?" He asked.
"Fine." Dean answered, swigging his beer, but not looking up at Castiel. Castiel didn't know whether to believe if Dean was fine, or if he was lying to hide away at what happened between them moments ago.

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"Dean?" Castiel called out, "How is this supposed to help?" Dean was screwing in the last screw. He hopped onto the trampoline and jumped a bit to see if it was safe. He'd found it all put away in the shed. He remembered using it as a kid with Sam when their dad made them stay with Bobby most weeks. Bobby took it apart and put it away to make room for more cars coming in the lot.
"Well, you won't have to fall and hurt yourself on this. Just jump as high as you can and flap your wings." Dean said, jumping a little higher to show Castiel.

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