Night had fallen. The brothers sat in another crapy motel in the middle of who knows where. Dean yawned and stretched, before settling comfortably in one of the rooms many chairs.

"So what are we doin' tonight?" Dean asked, reaching over to close Sam's book.

An annoyed expression crossed Sam's face as he set down his book. He sighed. "We? Uh, we aren't doing anything Dean."

Dean stared at his brother in confusion, "Why? I mean, not that the room isn't…" he looked around the room quickly, "you know, incredibly interesting, but why do you want to stay in? The night is young! Lets go out!"

Sam ducked his head, his face the picture of guilt. "We aren't going out because…well, because I have a date."

"A date? A date with…oh. Right." Dean frowned at his brother.

They heard the flapping of wings and suddenly Gabriel was standing in the middle of the room. "Hey Sammy baby, ready?"

A light blush colored Sam's cheeks as he grinned and hurried to his feet, shrugging into a jacket. He walked over to Gabriel who pressed a chaste kiss to Sam's lips. Gabriel winked at Dean, "Be seein' you."

Dean crossed his arms and glared at the angel. Gabriel paused, "…what?"

Sam rolled his eyes, "Dean's just sad he's being left alone."

Gabriel laughed, "Is that all?"

He snapped his fingers and Castiel appeared in the middle of the room, his eyes wide in confusion, "Wha-" With a gesture a thick piece of duct tape covered his mouth.

"Hey!" Dean glared at Gabriel, "What's with the tape?"

Gabriel shrugged, "Cas talks to much."

"What? He hardly talks at all! You talk too much!"

Gabriel considered this, "Oh right." He shrugged, "Sometimes I mix that up."

Then Gabriel waved a hand, sending his brother flying back on to the bed, his hands instantly tied to the headboard.

"There. Have fun you two!" With a parting grin he wrapped his arms tightly around Sam, and escorted him out.

Dean watched them leave, and then turned his eyes to the bound angel.

Now that Castiel knew where he was, he no longer struggled. His eyes were fixed on Dean. He made a soft sound against the tape.

The hunter kicked off his shoes and then climbed onto the bed, straddling the angels hips. "This is going to hurt for a second." Dean pulled the tape off quickly; Castiel didn't even flinch. Dean grinned and kissed Castiel deeply. "It's good to see you Cas."

Dean ran his hands down Cas's chest. Castiel moaned, arching under his touch. He began unbuttoning the angels shirt, pressing kisses under his jaw and down his neck

Dean bit Castiel's ears lightly, and grinned. "Cas, I think someone up there likes me."