Castiel nodded slowly at the concept if time being important. It had never been something he had to think about. Centuries had passed and he had barely even noticed. Now? Every minute mattered. “Treasure your time Dean… its more precious than you think.” Moving into...

Emotions filled castiel as Dean spoke to him. Those damn things never seemed to go away. He would just get one under control when something new popped up and caused him to pause. Happiness was something he had known, but true happiness, the feeling a human gets when another human you care deeply for shows that he feels the same, that was new and kind of exciting. "Dean.."

Arguing was futile, he knew this. Dean wouldn't let him leave and at that moment he didn't want to. He had spent a majority of his human days alone and now that the Winchester's had found him? He didnt have to be. Moving over to Dean, he did the only think he knew how to do at a time like this, wrap his arms around the hunter and pull him close. Holding the other against him for a moment he took in a long breath "you have my gratitude and I am in your debt"

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Samantha crossed her arms around her abdomen whining about how her stomach hurt. "I don’t like being a girl anymore! I don’t like anons"

Castiel tilted his head and narrowed his gaze. "Being a female can be rewarding Sam. Seeing the world through a females perspective makes you much more appreciative that you were born male."

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Castiel couldn’t keep his eyes off of Dean, his every movement capturing his attention and keeping his gaze on him. The feelings that rolled into his stomach felt so beyond foreign and new that it was impossible for him to begin to give them definition. That was how...

Castiel nodded slowly at the concept if time being important. It had never been something he had to think about. Centuries had passed and he had barely even noticed. Now? Every minute mattered. "Treasure your time Dean... its more precious than you think." Moving into the kitchen he glances around before looking over at Dean again.

"Because this is going to be far more challenging than most things we've done. " sighing he moved to lean against the counter. "The angels won't stop in their quest to find me. Me being here puts you and Sam in danger."

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Connor was rushing through the halls, anything to avoid nap time. He giggled as he made the sharp turn and dove to hide under the table. Not the best hiding place that Connor had but it was just for right now. He waited for his Father to come into the room, and he put his hand over his mouth to keep from giggling out again. 

Castiel came into the room and let out a rush of breath as he tried to gain what little air he could. He had been chasing his son down for 15 minutes now and it was probably only just beginning. Moving into the room slowly he glanced around, gaze quickly flicking over to the table as he heart heavy muffled breathing. “Hmm… i wonder where Connor could be” he slowly made his way around the table. Once he was right at the center he stopped “I guess.. i’ll just have to check somewhere else.” pausing for a moment he dipped his hand down and grasped the boy’s arm, dragging him out. “Gotcha” lifting him up into his arms he ticked his sides for a moment. “You are one sneaky kid. Must be from your father.”

The boy let out a squeal when his Dad grabbed him from under the table. He giggled, clinging to his Dad’s arms. He swung from it. “I’m not tired!” Connor giggled, and moved to cling to his Dad. “I’m super sneaky! The sneakiest!” 

Shaking his head he laughed and held onto his son giving him a mock angry look "you always say that." smiling he kissed his forehead and started to walk back down the hall. "Oh yeah, you almost slipped away from me. But i'm faster and more sneaky than you." pretending like he was about to drop Connor he laughed, scooping him back up against his chest. "Just take a small nap, so me and daddy can get a little quiet time. Just a short one."