Author's Note; This is one of my song-based fanfics, it's a Supernatural/NCIS crossover, that does include some Dastiel. The song that is my muse fort his fanfic is "Savin' Me" by Nickleback. By the way, for all intents and purposes, Lisa does not exist as of right now in this fanfic, and Dean is single, for this fanfic. That may change in the future, depending on if I choose to change up the fanfic storyline a little bit. Enjoy ;D
Ch.1 SPN
Dean cracked open a beer as he sat down at the table. Sam sat across from him, his eyes glued to the screen of his laptop. They were currently stationed in a motel just outside of Washington DC.
"So, what do we got, Sammy?" Dean asked, grinning as his brother bristled slightly at the endearing nickname. Sam sighed, shaking it off before he answered his brother.
"Well, looks like a vampire is in DC. There have been 3 deaths in the past month, all victims died from severe blood loss." He stated, his eyes glued to the screen again as he scrolled down the page of the artical he was currently looking at.
"So, what makes you think vampire? It could just be a serial killer, which isn't our usual hunt." Dean said matter-of-factly and he gulped down a swig from his beer, watching Sam intently. He didn't want to admit it, but he was a little skittish about going after another bloodsucker, seeing as he had become one last time.
He couldn't help the spike of fear he felt inside at the thought of going up against another one. It wasn't natural for Dean to really fear any kind of supernatural creature. Its not like he couldn't handle it. Just the thought of becoming a vamp again really made him sick to his stomach.
Sam shrugged his shoulders, and continued to scroll down the page. He knew why his brother was so hesitant to believe that they were vampire killings, even though he did such a good job of hiding it. Then, he came to something that made him frown. Dean noticed this and sighed.
"Let me guess. They were all drained of blood from severe neck wounds, like an animal attack?" Dean said tiredly, his eyes showing that he didn't really need a confirmation, but it was probably going to get one anyway.
Sam gulped, nodding as he noticed the uncharacteristically haggard look Dean's face had taken on. His bit his bottom lip, as he watched his brothers expression change.
Dean's lips were pressed razor thin, his face a bit pale, before he grinned to try and hide the look.
"Well, lets get the damn thing. What are we waiting for?" he asked as he stood up. He almost, almost jumped when, as he turned around, Castiel appeared, his face unreadable as always.
"How many times do I have to tell you-"
"I know, you wish for me to knock instead of just appearing in the room. I apologize, but I felt your distress and I came as soon as I could." Castiel cut him off, his voice plainly showing the worry his face hadn't quite learned to express. He had gotten better at it, Dean had to admit. His brows were knitted down, and his lips were turned down in a frown.
Dean couldn't help the slight blush that he felt come to his cheeks at the way the angel worried over him.
"I'm fine." He mumbled, his eyes averting Castiel's until his cheeks cooled. Sam watched this interaction with interest, one brow raised, and a slight smile playing on his lips. Castiel, not convinced, took a step toward the older brother, and only stopped when Dean held up a hand and leveled his gaze on Castiel's.
"Really, I'm fine." He said, and his voice a little louder this time, and with more conviction. Sam snickered, and Dean turned to glare at him, before looking back toward the angel.
"We could use some help on this hunt, if your interested, though." He offered, moving to Sam's side to glance at the screen of the laptop. Castiel moved to Sam's other side without a word, a gesture that Sam and Dean took as a yes.
"Looks like we are going to need to change into some monkey suits, and get a few NCIS badges." Dean said as he bent down, getting a good look at the information on the screen, then standing up straight. Sam nodded and Castiel watched as Dean moved to the small closet in the motel, pulled out a suit, and headed to his side of the room, Castiel's face still pulled down in a worried look.
His eyes roamed over Dean as he began to change, and he hadn't even noticed when Sam had left the computer. A strange feeling filled him as he watched the fabric of Deans shirt slide over his skin as he undressed, and dressed. His eyes were still glued to Dean, even as said man turned toward him, his eyebrow cocked questioningly.
"Got a question, Cas?" he asked as he felt another blush filling his cheeks. He had felt the angel's eyes on him the entire time he had changed. Now, for some reason, he couldn't help undressing said angel with his eyes. He shook his head and averted his gaze again, rushing toward the door.
"I'll go….start the car." Dean mumbled as he went, his eyes looking at everything except the angel that he couldn't seem to get out of his thoughts.
Castiel watched as Dean moved toward the door quickly, his head tilted, and his mouth slightly open in confusion. Sam watched this too, his gaze curious as Dean hurried, seeming flustered, and Castiel watched him go, his head doing that familiar head-tilt he did when he was confused.
"Dean," Castiel spoke, before Dean could open the door.
"Yeah, Cas?"
"You look….nice, in a suit."
Dean looked even more flustered at this comment, and Sam could have sworn he heard his brother mutter something along the lines of "I hate monkey suits." before the door closed.
Castiel's eyes were still on the door, even after had Dean left. He hadn't known why he said what he said to Dean, it just seemed like the proper thing a human would say to another human. That feeling grew in his stomach again as a random thought of Dean undressing flashed across his mind. He had some idea of what that feeling was, but he was utterly lost to the reason why he felt that way when he watched his charge dress.
Authors Note; Aw, poor, clueless Castiel xD lol So, what do you think? Like it, hate it? Any kind of response is good, and I'm open to constructive criticism. I am kinda going with the thought that Dean has already experienced some feelings toward Castiel, just in case that confused anyone lol
Thanks for reading ;D
