Dean often found himself calling for Castiel a lot. More than he would like to admit.

Castiel, the angel of the Lord… He… Well he obviously came every time despite being called every single time the brothers needed assistance. He saw the boys as his close friends, maybe he even loved them… Castiel of course would never say it out loud… If he did you’d know he meant every word.

He wasn’t annoyed, but he certainly was dealing with other things like the civil war that was happening in heaven.

In order to keep Dean and Sam safe, Castiel had sent you in order to watch over the boys. He trusted you with the brothers, he knew you wouldn’t let anyone hurt them because of how much they meant to Cas.

“Castiel…” Dean calls out, his head hung low. “We could really use your help right now, Cas.”

Unbeknownst to him… You were the one appearing in the room… Not Cas, So it for sure took Dean by surprise. All he could really do was look you up and down in shock. Well, not just shock.

You were the last thing he expected to be an angel.