#I imagine that Michael looks like the actor Jon Hamm but thats just me

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Normal au Spn fic where Dean, owner and only worker of a small mechanic shop, is isolated and depressed due to the death of his father, whom he had taken care of until the man succumbed to Cirrohis. He had moved back home from living near his brother in California, and to say that Sam was bitter about him making that choice was saying the least. So, he spends his days working on the cars that come in and indulging in his mediocre painting skills.

One day, he meets a customer named Michael. Michael is a pastor who preaches at a quiet but member-filled church in the town. His formal, yet charming personality (and complete uselessness around cars) lead him and Dean to become friends.

After that, things seem to start looking up for Dean. He now has the first friend he's had since moving back home to care for his late father, and the friendly members of the pastor's church now come in droves as customers to his autoshop.

Eventually, warmed by the members' kindness and the friendship he's come to share with Michael, Dean begins attending the church, going to its picnics and potlucks, and, despite not being religious himself, feeling encouraged by the messages Michael preaches.

Even if those messages are...unconventional.

Dean doesn't know if he's buying into the whole "angels walk among us and must be appeased through acts of service" thing, but it seems harmless enough, the churchgoers are good people, and Michael himself is one of best guys Dean's ever known. In a way, the messages were even nostalgic. His mother always used to say that angels were watching over him.