Castiel Finds a Family (Supernatural, General Series, 3 - chatting away)
Title: Castiel Finds a Family
Author/Artist: my_sam_dean
Pairing: Lisa/Dean/Castiel
Fandom: Supernatural
Theme: 3 - chatting away
Disclaimer: I own nothing Supernatural.
Warnings: Polyship - no sex
Lisa was worried about Dean. He'd grown more withdrawn over the last few weeks and she wasn't so sure it was from the long hours during the construction season.
"Your mind is laden with heavy thoughts," Castiel startled her. "Dean is as he should be. His issues with Sam didn't disappear after he leapt into the hole."
"I expect him to miss Sam. They were so close. I didn't think he could be so distant toward me."
The angel saw the tears in her eyes and wrapped his arms around her, wishing he could do more to protect such a gentle soul. "Rest assured that Dean will always return to you. He needs to travel this journey alone but you have not been forgotten."
She vaguely wondered when she had become so used to Castiel's unique speech patterns. They were so close that she just understood what he meant even if the words seemed off.
She couldn't help but ask, "How can you be sure?"
"Your name is written on his heart. It has been since the beginning and cannot be erased."
When she stopped trembling, she returned to making supper and looking out the window, just waiting for Dean to pull in the drive.
***
"Is Dean mad at me?" Ben was pushing his food around his plate instead of eating it.
"No, honey. Why would you think that?"
The boy shrugged and his mother waited him out, knowing that she couldn't pull the words from him until he was ready.
"He used to let me help work on the truck. Now, he's never around."
"It's just his job. The long hours wear him down. When fall comes, he'll have more time to hang around the house." Lisa found that she had also lost her appetite. She set her fork down. "How's your homework going?"
Ben beamed. "I'm finished. Cas helped."
"Do you mind that he has the bedroom that used to be for your toys?"
"It's better to play video games on the big television anyways. It's odd how he pops in and out of the house. I don't think he's ever come in the front door."
"I doubt he has," she couldn't help but smile. "He's always around if you need him, though. Just think of him and he'll appear."
"Where does he go when he's not here?"
Lisa didn't know the answer to that one. "You'll have to ask him, honey. Just make sure you have time for a long story when you do."
Satisfied, Ben dug into his dinner as only a growing boy could. Well, any growing boy or Dean.
***
That night, Lisa laid awake as Dean tossed and turned. The ideas that haunted him during the day came back as images in his dreams. When he jolted awake from a nightmare, she was right there to comfort him. They were drifting back to sleep in each other's arms when their bedroom door creaked.
"I sensed discontent," Castiel stated flatly. "I was uncertain if I was needed."
"Yes, Cas," Lisa replied.
Those two words spoke volumes coming from a woman who rarely asked for assistance. He nodded, walked to the opposite side of the bed and crawled in under the covers. Dean was nestled between the pair and sighed as he drifted off.
She knew about the deep connection that Dean had with Castiel. She understood it when she found out that he'd raised Dean up from hell. When she caught the angel studying the screen as her son blasted alien invaders, trying to grasp the concept so he could play along, she felt that all the pieces of her life were accounted for. They hadn't fallen into place and she guessed that it was her responsibility to get them in the right order, but the fact that they were all present was something she'd never experienced before.
Dean could love more than one person, she knew that. His heart could hold many people and he had the capacity to truly care about them all. Besides, Cas was by her side during troublesome times when Dean couldn't be and even sometimes when he was. She'd grown deeply fond of him and appreciated his awkward attempts to get to know her better. She'd seen the same sincerity reflected in his eyes and knew at once that he was a vital piece to bridge the gap between Dean's past and future.
They were a complimentary trio. Castiel supported Lisa and she patiently tried to teach him about the world he'd only ever observed. He knew how to reach Dean when she couldn't. And Dean, well, he had a fierce protective streak with the tenacity of a pit bull.
No one else had to reconcile the reasons for their unique relationship. They didn't try to appear as anything but who they were. If someone couldn't accept them all as one unit, they didn't deserve the opportunity to know three of the most interesting and honest people that they would ever meet.
Author/Artist: my_sam_dean
Pairing: Lisa/Dean/Castiel
Fandom: Supernatural
Theme: 3 - chatting away
Disclaimer: I own nothing Supernatural.
Warnings: Polyship - no sex
Lisa was worried about Dean. He'd grown more withdrawn over the last few weeks and she wasn't so sure it was from the long hours during the construction season.
"Your mind is laden with heavy thoughts," Castiel startled her. "Dean is as he should be. His issues with Sam didn't disappear after he leapt into the hole."
"I expect him to miss Sam. They were so close. I didn't think he could be so distant toward me."
The angel saw the tears in her eyes and wrapped his arms around her, wishing he could do more to protect such a gentle soul. "Rest assured that Dean will always return to you. He needs to travel this journey alone but you have not been forgotten."
She vaguely wondered when she had become so used to Castiel's unique speech patterns. They were so close that she just understood what he meant even if the words seemed off.
She couldn't help but ask, "How can you be sure?"
"Your name is written on his heart. It has been since the beginning and cannot be erased."
When she stopped trembling, she returned to making supper and looking out the window, just waiting for Dean to pull in the drive.
***
"Is Dean mad at me?" Ben was pushing his food around his plate instead of eating it.
"No, honey. Why would you think that?"
The boy shrugged and his mother waited him out, knowing that she couldn't pull the words from him until he was ready.
"He used to let me help work on the truck. Now, he's never around."
"It's just his job. The long hours wear him down. When fall comes, he'll have more time to hang around the house." Lisa found that she had also lost her appetite. She set her fork down. "How's your homework going?"
Ben beamed. "I'm finished. Cas helped."
"Do you mind that he has the bedroom that used to be for your toys?"
"It's better to play video games on the big television anyways. It's odd how he pops in and out of the house. I don't think he's ever come in the front door."
"I doubt he has," she couldn't help but smile. "He's always around if you need him, though. Just think of him and he'll appear."
"Where does he go when he's not here?"
Lisa didn't know the answer to that one. "You'll have to ask him, honey. Just make sure you have time for a long story when you do."
Satisfied, Ben dug into his dinner as only a growing boy could. Well, any growing boy or Dean.
***
That night, Lisa laid awake as Dean tossed and turned. The ideas that haunted him during the day came back as images in his dreams. When he jolted awake from a nightmare, she was right there to comfort him. They were drifting back to sleep in each other's arms when their bedroom door creaked.
"I sensed discontent," Castiel stated flatly. "I was uncertain if I was needed."
"Yes, Cas," Lisa replied.
Those two words spoke volumes coming from a woman who rarely asked for assistance. He nodded, walked to the opposite side of the bed and crawled in under the covers. Dean was nestled between the pair and sighed as he drifted off.
She knew about the deep connection that Dean had with Castiel. She understood it when she found out that he'd raised Dean up from hell. When she caught the angel studying the screen as her son blasted alien invaders, trying to grasp the concept so he could play along, she felt that all the pieces of her life were accounted for. They hadn't fallen into place and she guessed that it was her responsibility to get them in the right order, but the fact that they were all present was something she'd never experienced before.
Dean could love more than one person, she knew that. His heart could hold many people and he had the capacity to truly care about them all. Besides, Cas was by her side during troublesome times when Dean couldn't be and even sometimes when he was. She'd grown deeply fond of him and appreciated his awkward attempts to get to know her better. She'd seen the same sincerity reflected in his eyes and knew at once that he was a vital piece to bridge the gap between Dean's past and future.
They were a complimentary trio. Castiel supported Lisa and she patiently tried to teach him about the world he'd only ever observed. He knew how to reach Dean when she couldn't. And Dean, well, he had a fierce protective streak with the tenacity of a pit bull.
No one else had to reconcile the reasons for their unique relationship. They didn't try to appear as anything but who they were. If someone couldn't accept them all as one unit, they didn't deserve the opportunity to know three of the most interesting and honest people that they would ever meet.