"Why are we moving?" Castiel said coldly to his father, Crowley.

"I've already told you. We need a change of scenery. It'll be a nice change." Crowley finished the last of the packing, bringing the last box out to his vehicle.

"But Dad-"

"Don't start Castiel-"

"Cas." The kid replied sharply.

"Why can't you be okay with it like your brother?" Crowley shut the hatch, walking back into the empty house.

Sam rounded the corner, walking with Castiel. "I never said I was okay with it." Sam said, sitting down on the floor with the two.

Crowley sighed, giving his sons a stern look. "The divorce with your mom and I was hard. We're moving on-"

"Why can't we live with mom?" Castiel interrupted, crossing his arms. Sam nodded to his words, lying on his stomach. Castiel copied his position, not feeling up for sitting.

Crowley put his hands on his ankles, "You really want to be around her new boyfriend?" They boys glanced at each other with a knowing and then looked back to their dad. "That's what I thought. Now can we go now?" They got off the plush carpet of the living room, heading out to the car.

Together the boys sat in the back, making themselves comfortable for the ride to South Dakota.

Crowley pulled out onto the highway, mentally saying goodbye to his home. Just to lighten the mode he said: "You boys both need a haircut." His kids laughed at that, giving everyone a smile.

Just the beginning. What do you think?