[ The interesting thing about being an interdimensional being capable of time travel is that Castiel knows firsthand what most of Dean, and Sam, and John and Mary's lives were like, from about 1970 through 2001. What's even more interesting is how little he knows about any of them. Angels are dicks, and why Cas could tell you where Mary was buried or the circumstances of John and Bobby's introduction, he has no idea what Mary's favorite food was, or John's hobbies outside of hunting and fatherhood, or why on earth Sam wanted a dog. Everything human he's learned about the Winchesters hasn't been through time travel, but through stories from Dean.
Dean who tries so hard to be Sam's father and mother in John and Mary's place, even in a post-death dream world. Cas exhales smoke towards the ceiling slowly as he thinks about it. ]
He does like it.
[ It's obvious that Sam, both of them, like their new fluffy companion, but if it had been a goldfish or a stuffed animal, he's sure they would have liked it just as much. Cas has seen Sam receive enough gift from Dean to know that they are rare and precious, and generally more practical than sentimental, but always from the heart, and that Sam will always treasure them. Yes, even apple-flavored condoms.
The hit spreading slowly outward, dispersing like smoke in his blood, Cas looks at Dean again with casual curiosity. ]
What did you want, growing up? Besides the obvious.
[ There's still so much he doesn't know about Dean, so much Dean used to talk about, garrulous and carelessly intimate without prompting, until he wasn't anymore. ]
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Dean who tries so hard to be Sam's father and mother in John and Mary's place, even in a post-death dream world. Cas exhales smoke towards the ceiling slowly as he thinks about it. ]
He does like it.
[ It's obvious that Sam, both of them, like their new fluffy companion, but if it had been a goldfish or a stuffed animal, he's sure they would have liked it just as much. Cas has seen Sam receive enough gift from Dean to know that they are rare and precious, and generally more practical than sentimental, but always from the heart, and that Sam will always treasure them. Yes, even apple-flavored condoms.
The hit spreading slowly outward, dispersing like smoke in his blood, Cas looks at Dean again with casual curiosity. ]
What did you want, growing up? Besides the obvious.
[ There's still so much he doesn't know about Dean, so much Dean used to talk about, garrulous and carelessly intimate without prompting, until he wasn't anymore. ]