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Dean knew his life was crappy and weird, he did, and he expected almost everything to happen, well except for this case.

"What do you mean you're a kid?" Dean asks tiredly. It was an unholy hour in the morning and he couldn't help but to feel annoyed at his friend. Angel with a phone, ha! That was a laugh since the guy could barely figure out how to leave a voicemail.

Dean shrugged his brief amusment away, focusing on the task at hand. "Why is your voice all high and small? No, I'm not buying this bullshit that 'You're a child and need help.' That's a load of-" he sighs and runs a hand through his hair when Cas sasses back with some anger.

"Fine. I'll come pick you up." He finally says, stiffling a groan. If the angel had discovered humour and was trying to prank him, he was going to roast his wings extra crispy.

So, that's basically how he ended up picking an angel up at one in the fricken morning instead of in bed, sleeping.

"He said he was here, damn liar," Dean mutters to himself as he looks around.This was feeling more and more like a prank and Dean wasn't having it. Honestly, what was he doing right now in the middle of no where? He could be in a somewhat decent hotel right now, sleeping.

"Ello De." Dean froze, tensing up before acting on instinct, pulling his gun out and looking down. He wasn't expecting to see a child in oversized clothing staring up at him.

"I irqure elp." The child says gravely. Dean found himself slowly putting his gun back in his waist band. "... Cas?" Dean manages to get out.

There was no way this was his friend, Dean knew Cas was shorter than him and Sammy, but he wasn't child short. "No no, you cannot be Cas." He says flatly to the kid. He completely refused yo accept that Cas was a child.

"De, please I eed elp." Cas says in a whining tone, almost sounding needy at this point. "You can't be him," Dean repeats, and takes a slow step back. No way, this had to be some kind of twisted joke, maybe even a nightmare, but he refused to accept that this could be Cas.

"Deeeeeee eeeeeeeeelp." The child's whinning pleas break Dean from his shock and refusel to believe what was happening. "Okay so what if I believe you, why are you are tiny and puny?" Dan finally says, figuring he had to somewhat go with this.

"Touched a bad ingy De, an oof m' all!" Cas says rather childishly in Dean's opinion, and he didn't seem too troubled by his problem as much. "M' cold De. We go ome now?" his friend asks, looking pleadingly up at the Winchester.

Dean didn't know what to do, but he couldn't just walk away, he knew it would kick him in the butt later. "Sure, we can go home." He says with a small sigh. Be was going to regret this, wasn't he?