Five iPod Drabbles #2

These are five songs that were the first on my Shuffle list. They are:

Picture of You – Boyzone

The Lord's Prayer - E Nomine

Stricken – Disturbed

Who's that Girl – Annie Lennox/Eurythmics

To Where You Are – Josh Groban

Picture of You – Boyzone

'...people told me you were too much to take, I could see it, I didn't wanna know ...'

Dean Winchester realised that he missed his angel. He smiled to himself and he reached into the inside pocket of his jacket. He pulled out a photograph. He sighed contently as he remembered taking the photo.

******

Castiel had come to visit him, a no business visit. Simply because Cas had wanted to. Dean had smiled brightly when he had arrived, making the angel smile in return. That was when Dean asked the question he had been dying to ask.

"Cas ... can I take a photo of you?"

Castiel had frowned and wondered why on Earth Dean would want to do that. Dean smiled again and explained that a photograph sometime meant a lot to someone and a photo of Castiel would make him happy.

"I'd do anything if it made you happy, Dean," he replied.Dean swore he could feel himself blush. He moved to his bag and raked about until he found his camera. He made sure it worked before he told Castiel to smile. Castiel did as he was told and Dean took the photo. He grinned as he viewed the photo on his camera. He wasn't sure on that photo so he took another one. And another one. And another one. And more after that.

"Cas ..."Dean said after a while. "I want a photo of both of us, so come here." Castiel moved closer and Dean pulled the angel against his body and turned the camera to face them before snapping a few photos.

"My angel," Dean whispered before kissing Castiel on the lips, both melting against each other before Dean snapped one last photo. When they pulled back, they both viewed the picture, which turned out to be the best picture that had been taken

******

Dean smiled at the image in his hand. He would look at it whenever he missed Castiel. A sudden rustle of wings made Dean aware he was not alone. He leaned across on the bench and he let his head rest on the angel's shoulder.

"That is my favourite photograph of us, Dean. I wish to cherish it always," Castiel said. Dean reached into his jacket again.

"I got one made for you too, so you could have one ..." he said, which almost made Castiel burst with happiness. He accepted the photo and kissed Dean.

"Thank you, Dean."

"Anything for my angel."