Who: Castiel and Anna What: A walk and talk on many things Where: A small gap between engagements When: The day after the bonds with their charges is broken. Rating: PG for now Status: Incomplete.
It had been a difficult battle but a little ground had been won and the ensuring retreat won Cas a little time to regroup. He expected to be called back for the day at any moment but his only freedom was to be found in those moment before he returned to his dorm. He had even taken going to the dining hall just to get out of the room. It was his only chance to see Dean and Sam and, usually, Anna outside the battle field but today he wasn't sent right back. Every now and then he was able to make his own way, usually when the end of a battle coninced with meal times, and today qualified.
He was thinking of heading for the dining hall, taking in a drink. (he had found a likeness for orange juice and flavoured milk, feeling if he didn't imbibe something he would no longer be permitted to come.) He started moving off, taking his time. As much as he had no animosity towards Pam her own towards him made being around her uncomfortable. Michael and he, however, had been growing closer, his older brother had a gentleness to him he had not seen in his own incarnation so he could say he saw nothing good in their living arrangements. His biggest concern wasn't the war or being killer or injured there. It was being separated from his charge.
As he moved he hoped Dean and Sam where in the dining hall, maybe Michael, perhaps Anna. He missed her too. There was little in the way of redeeming feature about his situation. All the better to keep his eyes front and his head down. He quickened his pace a little, wishing for company.