Fic - Home - Dean/Cas - PG-13
Title: Home
Author:
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairings: Dean/Castiel
Rating: PG-13 for language
Word Count: 66
Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me. I am making no profit from this fanfiction.
Warnings: None, no spoilers
Summary: Dean reflects on his relationship with Cas.
If there was one thing that Dean Winchester knew that he could be absolutely sure of, it was that his life was really fucking weird.
Okay, sure, this isn't really something that surprises anyone, because, really? Look at his life.
Helped start the apocalypse.
Helped end it.
Has died and come back to life more times than he can keep track of.
Has been to Heaven, Hell AND Purgatory (and really, how many people can say that?).
And that's just in the last 10 years.
But right now, Dean was thinking the one thing that really made his life fucking weird was his best (and let's be honest here, only) friend.
You know, the Angel of the freaking Lord? Yeah, that one.
Castiel.
Because really, when it came down to it, he knew of no other person on the planet who could say that they had a friend who was an angel. Let alone that their best friend was an angel.
And Cas was...well, Cas was Cas. Cas was nerdy, he was one bad ass mother fucker, and he had this incredibly strange, dry sense of humor, and he was wicked smart and millions of years old, and for some reason, he seemed to want to spend his time with one fucked up human being by the name of Dean Winchester.
So yeah, it was weird.
Now, let's not misunderstand Dean's thinking here. Because Dean was thrilled that Cas was sticking around, at least for a while. He was so glad that Cas was out of Purgatory, and seemed to be okay. Although, he was still holding back judgment on this, really, because God knows Dean wasn't okay when he came back from Purgatory, not that he would ever, ever admit that to Sam, and if anyone says anything, don't forget that Dean knows how to use knives six ways from Sunday and even a few extra ways that most people haven't even thought about.
But all of that aside, all of the strangeness that was Cas and Dean's history together - because, really? How many other people can say that their best friend rescued them from fucking HELL and then died for them twice and tried to protect them in Purgatory? Yeah, none, that's how many. So, all of that aside, there was one other thing that was really fucking strange about Dean's life, and he was only beginning to realize it just recently.
Because let's face it, when it comes to this kind of stuff, Dean likes to pretend that he doesn't do this kind of shit.
But when he's sitting across from Cas at a diner, and they're chowing down on burgers (wonder of wonders, Cas is actually eating - he doesn't usually, but something seems to have changed his mind on the occasional meal), Dean's got this warm feeling in his chest just knowing that the angel is across the scratched up table from him.
And when they're sitting in their motel room, and Cas is rooting through Dean's toiletries bag, Dean can't help but smile at the expression on Cas's face, like he's just confronted some of the great mysteries of the universe. It's adorable.
And yeah, Dean totally just thought that something was adorable. Shut up. Remember the knives?
So lying in bed that night, thinking about the day, working on the case with Cas and Sam, and having not only his brother but also his best friend at his side? Yeah, Dean's feeling pretty goddamn content.
He's not quite ready to examine why it is that being with Cas again is making him feel this way, because, again, Dean Winchester doesn't do that kind of thing, really, but he's at least willing to admit to himself in the deep dark of the night that he's happy that his friend is back. That he feels a bit more whole with the angel around.
That Cas is his angel, and they belong together, side by side.
He had talked to Sammy about how Purgatory was pure, but it wasn't right, not really, even with Benny there, until they found Cas. And even then, once he'd found Cas, his only goal was to get them home.
But as he drifted off to sleep, finally, a thought did occur to Dean, and that was that he'd found home as soon as he'd found Cas in Purgatory. And now that Cas was out of Purgatory and was back with him? Yeah, that was home too.
Not that Dean would admit that out loud to anyone.
He kind of figured that Cas knew, anyway.