Days in Heaven

Nineteen

1 week later

"Dean you have to wear a tie! My father will kill you!" Castiel worried, adjusting his tie.
"Relax." Dean laughed, opening his bag and pulling out a tie. He waved it in Castiel's face
"I-I'll do it for you. Just in case you don't know how." Castiel stammered grabbing it from his hand
"Hey, why are you worrying so much?" Dean asked. Castiel stayed silent and started to do Dean's tie. He choked when Castiel tightened it
"Cas!" Dean wheezed
"Sorry Dean." Castiel panicked, loosening it
"I'm just a bit worried, I haven't seen my father in a while and me and Gabriel aren't on very good terms as you know." Castiel said, shaking a bit. Dean hugged Castiel
"You'll be okay as long as I'm there." Dean reassured. He picked up the keys to the impala and opened the door
"Lady's first." Dean chuckled, his arm out indicating Castiel to leave the room
"Not funny Dean." Castiel grumbled walking out of the dorm.

The lights of the impala flashed and Dean sat in the seat waiting for Castiel, who was standing by the door of the car.
"Get in!" Dean mouthed.
Castiel opened the door and slammed it forcefully.
"Hey! Don't do that to my baby!" Dean shouted. Castiel growled and crossed his arms, pouting like a child having a tantrum.
"What's wrong Cas?" Dean asked
"What do you think? I'm meeting my father and my brother." Castiel mumbled angrily.
"It's going to be fine. How many time have I had to tell you? I'm going to be there and as long as I'm there you are fine." Dean repeated for what felt like the one hundredth time.
"Sure Dean." Castiel growled, sighing and staring out of the window. Dean put a DVD in the radio and started tapping along to the beat on the steering wheel.
"Drive Dean." Castiel grumbled, Dean started driving and singing along to the song. He looked over at Castiel who sat almost as still as a statue.
"Have you ever heard this song?" Dean asked
"No." Castiel replied, bluntly
"Do you know who Michael Jackson even is?" He asked, appalled
"No. Is that bad?" Castiel asked, curiously
"That is so bad." Dean said, face palming
"Watch the road Dean. I don't plan on dying!" Castiel shouted, Dean sat silently and turned the volume all the way up.
"DEAN!" Castiel yelled, turning off the radio. Dean rolled his eyes and scrunched his face up angrily, he accelerated
"DEAN! STOP IT!" Castiel screamed in fear and rage.
"NO CAS YOU STOP IT! I've had to deal with your crap all week, we have barely talked and you are just being pathetic and stupid!" Dean snapped
"Stop the car Dean!" Castiel bellowed, Dean groaned and stopped in the car park of a shop.

Castiel sighed and looked at Dean.
"Cas I've just had a really hard week being around you and your crap. You won't stop rolling your eyes and growling and shouting. Some days you just ignore me!" Dean bellowed
"Assbutt." Castiel muttered
"What did you just call me?" Dean snarled, Castiel scowled and looked away out of the window
"Screw this." Dean said under his breath, he moved further along his seat away from Castiel.
"Ten more minutes. Great" Dean thought, looking at his watch and sighing.

Castiel's hand was shaking, he went to ring the doorbell but hesitated. Dean ringed it and shrugged his shoulders at him, Castiel elbowed him and looked at his feet frowning.
"Castiel, brother."
"Hello Raphael." Castiel grumbled, looking at his shoes that were shifting around nervously. Dean remembered the stories Castiel had told of Raphael's abuse and flared at him.
"This must be your...boyfriend." Raphael stammered, pretending to smile
"Dean Winchester." Dean said, holding out his right hand, Raphael looked at him disgusted
"I'm not touching you." Raphael scoffed
"Let's just go in Dean." Castiel muttered grabbing Dean's arm and pulling him into the house.

Everyone was sat around a long rectangular table. Dean observed the room, there were many pictures of all of Castiel's siblings and his father but only one of him which was the picture of him and Gabriel, the room was clean and white with many marble ornaments of the cross and god.

Castiel saw Gabriel sat at the table watching them and his heart felt like it stopped, he started to pant and his nostrils flared.
"D-Dean." He stammered tugging on the sleeve of his jacket
"It's okay Cas." Dean reassured pulling out a chair for him and sitting next to him. A man dressed as a priest stepped out of another room
"Nice costume." Dean laughed
"This is no costume boy!" The man shouted
"Stop. That's my father." Castiel whispered with his teeth chattering. The man sat at the table
"Pray my children. And you." He said, glaring at Dean clapping his hands together
"We thank God for blessing earth with food to keep us alive and healthy. And we thank God for making our family happy" he said, with his eyes closed smiling
"Amen." They all said. Except Dean.

"Bring out dinner Anna." The man demanded, she nodded her head
"Of course father." She said, standing up and walking towards the kitchen. Castiel's father looked at Dean and frowned.
"I am Anthony, Castiel's father and you must be Dean." He growled a little
"Yes. I am his boyfriend." Dean smirked, Castiel went red and put both of his hands on the sides of his face and pulled them down.
"Castiel Novak you have to stop sinning!" Anthony ordered
"God made me this way father. Why would he make me like this if it was bad?" Castiel asked, sighing.
"Well saints can't over-weigh sinners, son. Sadly you had to be the sinner of the family. When you were born I thought you would be the perfect son. But I was wrong." Anthony sneered, glaring at his youngest son.
"You may have the purest and most precious soul but that doesn't mean you are a saint." He continued. Castiel looked at Dean helplessly, Anna carefully walked out of the room with plates of food in her hands, she placed them down gently.
"Thank you Anna." Anthony smiled

"Dean. I don't think I can do this." Castiel whispered. Dean held his hand under the table and Castiel calmed down.
"You can do it, in a few hours we'll be gone and you'll be back to your normal self. Finally." Dean rolled his eyes
"Hey!" Castiel whisper-shouted kicking his shin.
"Castiel aren't you going to eat anything?" His father asked
"Yes, sorry."