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Somebody's Saviour
He hasn't mentioned that he stopped off to put an angry spirit out of its misery on the way back from his two-day mini-roadtrip. He doesn't mention it because he doesn't want Cas to ask him why they didn't go together. Dean knows the answer will upset the other man, so instead he's bringing back supplies for what's going to be more freedom for Cas and some time they can use to look over the books he's picked up. He hasn't told Cas just how many libraries he's scoured since the wings appeared, but that's not important anyway. What's important is that he needs the answer.

When he steps foot through the door it's as he's slipping his cell back into his pocket. As much as he's not going to say it where anyone else can see or hear it, he's missed Cas too. But that much is obvious in the smile he's wearing as he sets his sights on the other man.

"Did I ever play you that song by Aerosmith?" He knows Cas didn't understand his reference from before, but he can probably change that by digging out the cassette he buried somewhere at the back of his collection.

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"Yeah. I know that now." It's said half over his shoulder because, as always, he wants to check they're as alone as they can be for the short walk to his car. They don't want to give the game away before they've even left for this secluded cabin.

Bags slung over his shoulder now he steps out into the darkness and heads over to where he knows his car is. The bags go in the trunk to give Cas the entire backseat if he wants it. He just doesn't say that much because he's not willing to make a big deal out of it.

ooc: If making out I'm dumb makes you feel better, go right ahead. *pats*

Closing the door behind himself, Castiel makes his way over to the car, mindful of just where he's walking. He's already packed his shoes away, even now they're still something he's uncomfortable wearing. It takes him a while to make it to Dean's side again, but when he does, he's left staring between the two doors. It's only after giving a slightly frustrated sigh that he pulls the rear door open and peers inside. He doesn't climb in just yet though.

"Dean, I haven't eaten since you left. Can we pick up something to eat along the way?"

ooc; That was a really lame comeback.

The look he shoots in Cas's direction is only surprised because he's not sure how the other man hasn't figured out that's the first thing he's intending to stop for once they're on the road.

"Well, yeah. You thought I was gonna starve until we got there?" He's teasing more than anything now, trying to take the sting out of knowing Cas isn't going to like having to ride in the backseat again. Truthfully, he misses the company up front too.

ooc: So was that.

He rolls his eyes at that before turning his attention back to the car again, still staring at the seats. Eventually though, he changes his mind. If they're not going far just yet, he wants to see if he can handle dealing with a little less space.

Heading round to the passenger side door, Castiel tugs it open, but it still takes a few moments for him to work out how to get in. He ends up having to sit at an angle; his smile only coming back when he's leaning toward the drivers seat. It isn't comfortable though, and he doubts anything he does right now will change it, short of lying on his front. But he doesn't want that right now. He wants to be able to see Dean while they're driving.

ooc; Mine wasn't a comeback. It was a statement of truth.

Watching Cas head around front, he's still trying not to make a big deal out of it. He gives the other man a couple of minutes to get himself into the car before he follows, eyes immediately trailing over towards the passenger side.

"What food you feelin'?" It's still got nothing to do with the angle Cas is having to sit at. He knows it's better this way.

ooc: Yours is never a comeback.

As soon as Dean's climbed in, Castiel moves a little further, resting his forehead against his shoulder. It's far from ideal, but he isn't entirely sure that he'd fit if he attempted to curl on the seat again.

"I'm not sure. Whatever's going to take the least amount of time to cook. Unless we can just go to a convenience store? That would be quicker. And we'd be able to get food for however long we'll be at the cabin."

ooc; I know. It's always the truth.

"Leave it all up to me." He grins at the prospect of knowing he's catering for however long they end up secluded from the rest of the world. The fact that neither of them are going to eat properly as a result just comes naturally.

Throwing the car into drive he tries not to force the tires into a squeal as they head out of the parking lot and onto the road. The fact that Cas is trying to get closer to him prompts him into shifting as far over as he can towards the guy.

ooc: Ouch. Play nice. >|

It takes him a few more minutes of shifting around until he finally finds a position he thinks he'll be able to stand for a while. It leaves him with one arm hanging over the back of the seats, and the other able to rest around Dean's waist. The rest of him is left having to stay locked in a straight line, and that's the part that's bugging him the most.

"I think I should have brought the pillows with us." Because he's fairly certain that once they stop again, he'll be rethinking his entire plan.

ooc; Me? Never.

Thinking over the pillow idea, Dean isn't sure where they're going to heading past that's going to have pillows they can take. The only consolation is that it isn't as far as Cas thinks it is.

"You think you can make it to the cabin? I'll go as fast as I can." He's talking about making it there riding up front. He doesn't mind if Cas wants to slide into the back, but he knows it's not what the other man wants.

ooc: Always a joy to talk to.

"Maybe. But I don't want you to rush." He tightens his hold around Dean for a moment, grateful that his face is hidden as a grimace appears on it. He doubts he'll make it the next ten minutes, yet alone however long it'll take to get there. He just isn't willing to give up and go in the back.

"When we reach the store, I'll find a better position to sit in." It's something he's slowly starting to realize would be far easier if his wings didn't need to be hidden. They could just hang over the back of the seat otherwise. It's that idea that sounds most useful right about now. "It'll be dark for a while yet. If I untied my wings, I'd be able to sit normally and let them stay in the back." Though it'd mean having to sit on a few things too.

ooc; My point exactly.

It's clear he's unsure about the idea the second Cas puts it out there. He doesn't want the guy to be in pain, but he also doesn't want to have the additional problem of anybody seeing.

"When we leave the store." It's all he says in his agreement with the whole plan. He's still planning on sticking to the highway for now, but if they can still cover the wings up on the backseat it won't be so bad. That and he's not ready to lose the company at his side.

ooc: You realise this little trip away to the cabin is going to go seriously wrong, don't you?

"I can still use my coat to try and cover them too." Although that'll leave him feeling cold. It's a compromise he's willing to make though if it means he can find a comfortable place to sit and have that place be by Dean's side. One way or another, he knows they'll make it work.

"After the store though." That much he definitely agrees with.

ooc; Well, obviously. They don't get breaks.

"You can use my clothes too." They might not all be clean but there's more important things to worry about. Mostly not getting spotted so they end up being run out of the various towns they're going to be passing through. There's something else he's thought about too, but that's going to have to wait until they're at the cabin. It's not something they can do in a car.

"I'm allowed to touch them later?"

ooc: :D Glad we're both on the same page. You can probably take a guess at what I'm thinking?

"Anything that will work." He nods slightly, starting to relax a little against Dean then. It's something short lived as the man airs his question. Castiel stiffens up for a moment, his eyes squeezing shut again.

"They belong to you too, Dean. I've already told you that much. You- You're the only person who can. It just... It may take a while." Before he's able to keep still long enough for Dean to touch them. He knows that Dean isn't going to hurt him, and the hunter has already made it all too obvious that he isn't disgusted by them. But that doesn't mean it's easy to shy away from the instinct to keep them to himself. For Dean though, he'll try.

ooc; I'm going with haunting/some kind of monster/blocked in/cabin's destroyed/no pie/another idea. THERE ARE TOO MANY OPTIONS.

"You don't have to." That part is important for him to get across. The point he's trying to make is that it shouldn't be the case if it's just because Cas thinks he should. The only thing he can relate it to is how he feels about his ass. But his ass isn't the subject of conversation right now.

"We'll figure it out." Which means he's going to do what he generally doesn't do and will take a backseat to whatever Cas does want.

ooc: ...fair point. I was thinking all the way back to season 1. With the creepy humans.

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