This Fanfiction was inspired by a post on Tumblr. I hope you will love reading it as much as I love writing it

Enjoy! xox


Castiel walked around the bunker for the first time, exploring the Winchesters new 'Batcave' as Dean called it. The place was created by the Man of Letters in the 1930's and the place was in incredible shape for it's old age and the fact it had been abandoned for quite a long time. Castiel came upon the library and immediately felt like he was in his element. Libraries gave him a sense of comfort and peace unlike anything else besides being with Dean.

Dean. The man Castiel gripped tight and raised from perdition. The man with beautiful green eyes and a strong frame. Castiel loved everything about Dean; his hair, his freckles, muscular body and bow legged legs.

When Castiel first came to earth, he hadn't planned on gaining human emotions towards anything; or anybody for that matter. He had planned to only follow orders while keeping an eye on his charge. It had been like that in the beginning; Dean was a simple ape and Castiel was an angel of the Lord, he was above Dean. But that quickly changed as the days, weeks, months went by. His feelings grew for his charge, feelings he didn't understand yet and that scared him. Cas of course, acted like he didn't feel anything, acted like Dean was nothing but his charge. Yet; he always had to stand too close to Dean, look at him for too long and to intensely.

Castiel looked around the library. He graced his fingertips on the covers of books enjoying the feels of them under his touch. His was lost in thoughts when Dean came up to him.

"I see you found the library," He said, his voice deep and rough. Castiel nodded without looking at him, he was still in his mind but he acknowledged Dean's presence and voice. "she's a beauty...Home." Dean continued, patting Castiel's shoulder as he passed the angel to sit at the table in the middle of the room.

Castiel didn't answer, lately his feeling for Dean had become clear as day and he knew, that he was in love with his charge. He couldn't face Dean, he couldn't tell him his true feelings for him, all he could do was sit back and ignore his sentiments.

"I think I found a case." Sam said abruptly storming in the room and sitting at the table. Castiel turned around to look at the younger Winchester, hoping this so called 'case' would keep his mind off Dean. "What kinda case is it?" Dean asked, sipping on his beer. "Djinn, in Colorado" Sam replied simply.

"When we leaving?"

"At dawn, preferably. Its taken about five teenagers in the past two weeks, We should hurry." Sam said. Castiel listened closely as Sam explained where the Djinn was, the victims and so on. As the boys talked about the case, Castiel walked around looking at books and briefly glancing inside them. He heard a ruckus behind him and assumed the the guys were calling it a night and going to bed so, he headed to the stairs to leave the brothers for the night without glancing to the boys when, all of a sudden, Dean stopped him.

"Hey man, you ok?" He said, looking at Cas. But he couldn't bring himself to look back at the man he loved, therefore Castiel looked everywhere but at the man in front of him and nodded slowly. Dean scuffed and continued, "Sure, whatever Cas."

Castiel looked at him for a brief moment then looked away again. "You coming with us tomorrow?" Dean asked next. "Of course Dean."

"You can stay here tonight if you want."

"If you wish." Castiel said and walking away, leaving Dean standing alone in the Library. Dean shook his head and headed to his brothers room.

Lately Castiel was more distant and quiet which worried Dean and he wanted to see if Sam had noticed it as well. When he reached Sam's room he knocked twice before letting himself in. Sam looked up briefly at his brother when he entered then continued packing for the morning.

"What's up Dean?"

"Have you noticed something's off with Cas?" Dean asked laying on his brothers well made bed. Sam looked back at his older brother as he thought about the angel, the angel had been avoiding looking and speaking to the guy but certainly not to Sam.

"Well ya, I guess. He's been distancing himself from you. I mean Cas can barely look at you… Maybe something's going on upstairs." Sam stated, the look Dean gave him told Sam that he didn't like the answer he got, but Dean had asked for it so Sam continued. "In fact, the more his isolates himself from you, the more he gets closer to me. He spends a lot of time with me now when usually he's all over you."

Dean's frown deepened at his brothers words. "Shut up bitch! Cas is not all over me. Anyways, you have noticed that he's a little off?" he asked Sam.

"Yes Dean. I have. Now that you have your validation from me that guy's stranger than usual, are you okay? Because if it is I gotta get ready." Sam replied angrily. His brother could be so bitchy sometimes and it was really annoying. "Ya ya, I'm leaving, and you might want to see if your periods are on their way there Samantha, you're acting like a prissy dick again." Dean said as he left his little brothers room. Sam rolled his eyes and muttered; "Jerk."

"Bitch!" Dean retorted back as he closed the door behind him. He headed to the kitchen for some chips, on his way he saw Cas sitting quietly in a chair in the library, reading some book. He looked so at ease, at peace. At the sight of him Dean smiled and continued his way to the chips that were calling his name. When he left the kitchen, Castiel was gone. The book was laying open on the table and the chair was pushed back. Dean frowned and went over to the book, it was about Djinn's, Dean shrugged and went to his room, calling it a night.

-TBC