Castiel
arrived around eight in the morning of July 4, from a mission for Father. Dean had dozed off on the couch and Sam was
still sleeping. He saw the large box of
fireworks and looked for John. The older
Winchester was nowhere in sight.
Sam walked
into the room, yawning.
“We need
to wake up Dad, Dean,” he said, excitedly.
Dean woke
suddenly and looked up at his little brother.
It was at that moment, he made a decision he knew would get him in
trouble. He got his duffel out of the
bedroom and emptied it. Sam watched as
his brother packed the fireworks into the bag.
“Dean?”
“Dad left
on a two week hunt last night. We’re
gonna celebrate Independence Day on our own, Sammy.”
“How are
we gonna get out into the country?”
“There’s
an old abandoned car at the gas station at the end of town. We’re gonna hot-wire it.”
“Dean, we’ll
get arrested!”
“Not if no
one’s using it. It’s been sitting
there. The owner wants to sell it. I talked to him about it two days ago. He’s not open today. It’s a holiday. The pumps are open for credit cards,
Sam. We’re gonna have our holiday. We’ll stop and get some fried chicken. One of the convenience stores is gonna be
open. They have a deli. I’m not letting you down.”
Castiel
stood in shock as he listened to Dean’s idea.
He wanted to stop him but felt a nudge from Father to let him go.
‘Father,
he never disobeys John Winchester.’
‘It is
time, my Child. Dean has never rebelled.’
‘He will
be punished.’
“But this
time, he will have earned it.’
‘How is
that good, Father?’
“Dean will
learn that everything you do has a repercussion. He needs to learn this. Now is a good time for him to learn. Protect him from the law, Castiel. It is not time for him to deal with them.’
‘Yes,
Father,’ the angel answered in a confused voice.
Castiel
followed the boys as they walked through town and stopped to buy chicken. Sam placed it in his backpack. They reached the closed gas station and Dean
hot-wired the old car. Using a credit
card, the teen filled the car. They
backed out of the station and headed out of town.
All
Castiel could think of was ‘Grand Theft Auto.’ as he sat in the backseat of the
car.
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