Raising Angels 101

Chapter 15

They were about thirty minutes into the drive to Bobby's, Joshua promised to meet them there, he had a feeling it wasn't safe to be in Dean's presence at the moment; when it started


"Yes Uriel?"

"I have to go to the bathroom"


"I told you go before we left"

"I didn't have to go then"

A sigh.

"Alright, does anyone else have to go?"

Seven hands rose.

One bathroom break later.

"Mom, Gabriel's poking me!"

"Am not!"

"Yes you are!"

"Am not!"

"Are too!"

"Both of you, enough!"


"Don't make me come back there!"

Five minutes later

"Ma, Raphie's poking me"

"Am not!"

"Are too!"

"Are not!"

"Are too!"

"Don't make me stop this van!"

"Sorry Uncle Dean"

One hour later.

"I want McDonalds!"

"Burger King!"


"French fries!"


"No one's getting anything unless they shut up!"



A groan.

Five minutes after leaving the food court.



"I have to go to the bathroom"

"We just left the place!"

"I know, but I gotta go again!"

"…I have to go too"

A sigh, then, "Dean"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm pulling over"

An hour and a half later

"Everybody's waiting, everybody's watching…"

"Please God, no"

"Even when you're sleeping, Keep your ey-eyes open…."

"You can't be this cruel"

"The tricky thing is yesterday we were just children, playing soldiers, just pretending. Dreaming dreams with happy endings in backyards, winning battles with our wooden swords, but now we've stepped into a cruel world where everybody stands and keeps score.Keep your eyes open….. "

"I swear I'll never call you a dead-beat again!"

"Everybody's waiting for you to breakdown everybody's watching to see the fallout, even when you're sleeping, sleeping. Keep your ey-eyes open, keep your ey-eyes open,

As he turned to his brother, Dean tried his best to block out the out of tone singing coming from the flock of Angels in the back, and weren't Angels supposed to be able to sing?

"Don't blame me!" Sam protested, though his eyes danced with amusement.

"I blame you!" Dean growled.

"Keep your ey-eyes opeeeeeennnnnnn!"

"Make it stop!"

Thirty minutes later.



"…What's that smell?"

There was a sniff, a pause, then all eyes turned to the youngest in the back.

"Aw Cas!"

Castiel blew spit bubbles.

One diaper change later.

"Mother, Lucie's touching me!"

"I'm not!"

"Are too!"


"Dean, banging your head like that is going to give you a concussion"

South Dakota, Bobby's Singer's Junkyard.

Bobby raised a brow at the sight of a black mini-van pulling up, both brows rising when Dean came out and started kissing the ground.

Three guesses who that song belongs to, it certainly isn't mine.