Your gateway to endless inspiration
This Idea is going to kill me, but I had to wright it. I might make this into an actual story and not just a oneshot... Not sure yet.
Warnings: nothing, it's just short.
"Castiel? What are you doing here?" Cain asks in confusion, taking off the mask of his bee suit to look the angel properly in the face. He didn't even know the angel was here until a few minutes ago. He just noticed the bees all gravitating towards a specific spot. With a frown, he stared at the angel for a few minutes before even deciding to ask: "How did you even find me?"
Castiel slowly turns away from the bees and smiles up to the demon. "I'm watching the bees. They told me to follow them." The angel explains with a wide grin. He then giggles as a bee lands on his nose. He goes cross-eyed looking at it, before gently blowing at it so it would leave. He looks back up to the demon with an innocent grin and tilts his head.
Cain frowns, but with a deeper look he noticed that something was off about the angel. The angel that he used to know everything about, what has time done to them? "I enjoy them as well. I decided to take care of them in my free time. If you would like to come in I have some fresh honey."
Castiel's eyes light up and he nods his head excitedly, bouncing slightly as the bees continue to land on him. He doesn't even mind them, instead he stares dead at the demon in front of him.
Cain watches him for another split second before begining to walk them towards his house. When he stepped through the doorway, he made his beesuit go away without a real thought and stepped into the house with his normal attire. "Are you staying for dinner or is this only a quick visit?" He asks, sounding as if he was only slightly interested, but in reality he almost wished the angel would stay. He has not had pleasant company in a long time and wouldn't mind it being from his old angelic freind.
"Oh, I'm not supposed to be out of the sight of Meg." He says with a frown, tilting his head down as he thinks. He then looks back up to me with fierce determination that showed the spark of the angel he used to be. "I'm staying here with you, Cain. I don't want to return to that place." He says with a straightened back and a firm jaw, that Cain knew that the angel he remembered was still there somewhere.
"Then don't." Cain simply shrugs, rolling up his sleeves before reaching into the fridge. "You're welcome to stay as long as you want, Castiel." He says while turning around, wanting the angel to know he was safe as he once wanted when he was just as naive. He falls silent when he sees that the angel was now standing right infront of him. He raises an eyebrow curiously, but Castiel doesn't back down.
"I apologise for my actions those many years ago. I was very much like a bee then." Castiel whispers, a frown tight on his face. He looks down to Cain and tilts his head slightly. "I should not have abandoned you like I did, maybe your wife would still be alive."
Cain frowns and sees the guilt evident int the angel's eyes. With a sigh, he rests a reassuring hand on his shoulder. He closes his eyes briefly and takes a deeo breath before responding. "It's alright, Castiel. I have moved past it. I still regret what I did, but now she is in heaven where she belongs. That's because of you, she's up there and not in Hell because of you. So, thank you."
Castiel's grin instantly splits across his face and he nods his head. "You're welcome." He says quickly, his grin growing at the words as if he never gets to say them. "Do you want to play a game?"
Cain chuckles and nods his head. For the moment he will go along with the Angel's antics, but he'll figure out what's going on with him. He figure out what the pesky Winchesters did to his angel, why he's broken like he is.
He'll save the angel that saved him, and he swore it on Collete's grave.
Because no one knew better than the love for his angel than his wife.