A/n: I am so so so happy to see that I am still getting reviews, favs and follows for this fic that I just had to post another chapter even when I hadn't planned it. Thanks a lot to everyone who appreciated this story. I actually intended to do it in the new year week, but got stuck up in so many things that wasn't even able to finish this small thing. Believe me you don't know how time occupying a friend's wedding can be till you have seen an Indian wedding.
A/n 2: This chapter is more of drabbles, its like a couple of scenes I imagined with Sheldon and Cas after they became friends. And it actually is short, so don't kill me for it.
Writing both of them is tough and so I am not sure if I will get around to writing more in this and even if I do then when I will post it, but if you guys have any other ideas do let me know.
Please do drop a few words telling me if you liked it or not. And if I should think about writing more on this or that would just ruin a perfectly good fic. Thanks a lot in advance :)
Disclaimer: I still own none of them and I know I never will.. Just hope to be able to at least see them miraculously some day.. Please read chapter 1 first to know how Sheldon and Cas became friends. Its not beta'd so all mistakes are also mine.
"Why don't you have a seat Cas?"
"Thank you but I do not require to be seated."
"But you must, you see I have a long list of questions and demands, and it would be better if I can look at you at eye level. Plus my camera wouldn't be able to capture us both in the same frame otherwise."
"Ok, very well."
Sheldon smiles.
After a moment of contemplation Castiel speaks, "Can I sit on that left cushion of the couch?"
"No. That's my seat, cant you sit anywhere else?"
"But that seat is ideally located both in relation to the heat source in the winter and a cross breeze in the summer. I have a feeling it is the best for carrying on conversation with anyone who is sitting on any other seat in the living room and when required to watch television also it is at the best angle so as not to cause any harm to the eyes of my vessel. Plus you always sit there."
"Oh Castiel. We really are going to be best of friends."
"But you can't sit there, I have eternal dibs on it." Smile
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"I don't understand why Dean consumes copious amounts of alcohol always."
"You shouldn't worry about that, if he really drinks at the rate you say he does, his liver would be giving out anytime within the next year."
"No. I will not let Dean be harmed, even from alcohol. I have always protected him. And anyways whenever I heal him even for something small – I make sure to heal every part of his body. I will always make sure that he doesn't have any discomfort."
"Oh." There are rarely things that surprise Sheldon Cooper, but this was surely one of them. "You can heal people?"
"Yes, of course. I am an angel of the Lord."
"You can heal everything?"
"Yes, I think so."
"Hmmmm"
Sometime, in the not so distant future -
"Cas – Castiel.. Come down immediately. This is very urgent."
Sheldon had already started counting in his head by the time the angel appeared
"Sheldon, what is it? What is the cause of concern? I am unable to see any immediate danger in your vicinity."
"Cas, I have a cold."
"What?! I don't understand.."
"A cold. I just sneezed."
"No, you don't have a cold."
"But I just sneezed. I must have caught the bug in the last couple of minutes and it must be developing."
"No Sheldon. You just sneezed once, you don't have a cold. And even if you have it, catching cold is not a significant issue to get me down here. I was in the middle of some important work."
"No, you don't understand. If I get a cold, I would have to call my mom or convince Leonard to play my mom and I also have to miss my work for few days and thus be a few steps behind in bringing the world some fantastic discovery. Thus it is very very important for me to get well."
"Sheldon, you can't expect me to be there to cure your cold."
"See now you also admit that I have a cold. Plus you said you do it for Dean always."
"That is different, you have to be as injured as Dean then."
"Ok, so what injury did he have last? I will also get that and then you can also cure my body thoroughly."
"Very well, he had a gunshot wound in the shoulder, two broken ribs and a stab wound in the leg. Which one do you prefer to have inflicted on your body currently?"
"Hmm"
"I think my cold is cured, thank you."
Cas is just about to leave when, "but could you do atleast a little something for me when I am feeling sick?"
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"Hey Cas"
"Hello Sam. Why has Dean got into bed so early? And, is he shivering? Has he again consumed copious amounts of alcohol?"
That did cause Sam to give an unwanted snort. "No no. He is just slightly sick. I don't think it's anything serious though. Dean just caught a bad cold or something. I have given him medicines and he should be good in a day or two."
"Should I heal him?"
"No, no Cas. That is really not required. Plus we don't have anything major lined up currently so if this makes him get a well deserved break for a couple of days then that is good only."
"Very well, it is true that both of you are in need of a break. So I won't interfere with his physical condition till you deem it necessary. But I think you should also take rest in the mean while, I will look after Dean tonight. And don't worry I have some experience in this regards, I know what to do."
Experience? Anyways Sam shrugged it off, he was actually tired too.
He just managed to get out a "Thanks Cas" before moving towards his own bed.
After sometime, Dean opened his eyes groggily to find the angel perched on his bed and staring at him with those x-ray blue eyes.
"Hey Cas, mmm.. where is Sam? How are you here?"
"Sshhh Dean. Sam is asleep on the other bed and I am going to look after you tonight."
"Mmm.. Thanks Cas"
"You don't have to mention it. Go back to sleep Dean, I am watching over both of you."
Dean closed his eyes again as he gave in to the pull of sleep caused by his medicines. He thought he never had slept so soundly.
After a few moments when the hunter started fidgeting a bit again, the angel restarted threading his hands through the dark blonde hair and humming softly till he felt Dean relax.
"Soft kitty, warm kitty...
Little ball of fur...
Happy kitty..
Sleepy kitty..."
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