"Cas?" You ask jumping up from the couch and running over to his side "What happened? Are you alright?"

He sighs loudly "Calm down, it's not mine."

"Then whose is it?!" You ask confused.

"A demon, it attacked a group of humans. Then more came from the shadows. About 20." He said, looking around and wiping his bloody hand on his trenchcoat "Where is Dean?"

"With Sam, they went out to do something. Not sure when they'll be back." You follow his trenchcoat to his feet then back to his blue eyes "You should probably clean up."

He nods "Good idea." And walks away.

'Good god that scared me' you think to yourself as you reclaim your spot on the couch. You hear water running and assume he is washing off the blood. The water stops and he walks back out, good as new.

"Felling better?" You ask jokingly.

"Much." He smiles and sits next to you. "I heard of your relationship with Sam. I'm glad your happy."

You're about to reply when the door opens to Dean and Sam. Sam smiles and waves to you as Dean's eyes lock onto Castiel. Sam sees Cas and gives you a confused look, only to be returned with a shrug.

"What's up Cas? We haven't seen you around here for some time." Sam asked, walking over to you.

"I am here to talk to Dean." Sam frowns.

"Whatcha need Cas?" Dean asked, leaning against one of the tables.

"A moment alone." He glanced over at you and Sam.

You nod and look at Sam, who returns the gaze as you walk over to your room "What was that all about?" Sam asks quietly.

You open the door and walk in "I don't know, but when he got here he was covered in blood."

Sam follows you, closing the door behind himself "Blood? Was it his?"

"No." You say, sitting on the bed "He said it was Demon blood. He got jumped by 20 or so of them."

"If it's about demons, why did he kick us out?" He asks, leaning against the desk.

"No idea, but my curiosity is killing me." You admit.

Sam smirks "Well my little kitten, I'm afraid you'll have to hold onto that curiosity."

You play-pout "I'm not a cat, and besides if I was they have nine lives."

He walks over to you and seats himself beside you, wrapping his arm around your shoulders "Well even if you had twenty lives, I wouldn't let you lose a single one."

Laying your head on his shoulder, you breathe in his scent and yawn "Why do you have to be so damn comfortable?" You ask tiredly.

He laughed "No idea, but I've been told before."

You smile lift your head. He kisses your forhead and looks at you lovingly. You look back as he slips his hand into your hair and gently locks your lips. You allow the entrance of his tounge as he kissed you passionately. After a few minutes he pulled back, only to see a smirking you.

"Bonjour misuer Winchester." You fake a french accent.

He laughs "Where the hell did that come from?"

"My french ass." You joke.

He laughed again "You say some of the most random stuff sometimes."

"You love me." You comment.

"I do. I love you (Y/N)." He says, leaning his head on yours.

"You too." You smile and snuggle up to him.

The two of you fall back onto the bed with a sigh. You pulled your legs up to your chest and pulled yourself close to him. He stroked your hair calmly and held you close, pressing his forhead into yours.

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Random Castiel! Just wanted to give Sam a chance to make some cute nickname or something. There was really nothing that happened in this chapter, but it was still cute. And for reference The narrator (you) in this are about metatrons height in the picture.