This is the continuation of Of Jocks and Bookworms. You will want to read that first so you know what is going on. For those of you that have been waiting for this, sorry it took me so long! I wanted to make sure this would be as good and entertianing as the first. Lots of smut in this one (no surprise there with me). I will be posting this in three parts. Please enjoy and comment to let me know if you liked it!

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Today was the day that Dean had been waiting for four years now. Today was the day that Castiel was finally coming home. Sure, Dean had flown out to New York City many, many times to visit with him and Castiel had come out for his vacations, but it just wasn't the same thing. Now they would not have to worry about class and work schedules or having to cut their time together short so someone could catch a flight.

Dean couldn't stop himself from grinning as he waited at the airport, bouncing on his toes when he wasn't walking back and forth in front of the large windows as he watched for Castiel's plane to land. If he hadn't been by himself, one of his friends would have been annoyed with how he was acting, but he couldn't help it. Castiel was coming home.

As soon as Dean saw the flight number on the board change over to arrived, he was leaving the small coffee shop and running for the arrival gate. Castiel said he would call when they landed but maybe his phone had died or he couldn't get to it. As Dean watched the passengers come off the plane and Castiel was still not in sight, he started getting worried.

When the last of the passengers stepped off and later the plane's crew, Dean pulled out his phone and called Castiel. It rang a few times before his machine picked up and he cursed.

"Uh, Cas, it's me. I don't think I got your flight number wrong and I haven't heard from anyone saying you're on a different flight. Where are you? Please call me back asap." he frowned at his phone as he hung up.

With his phone in his hand, he hurried over to two of the flight attendants and held it up to show them a picture of Castiel. "Excuse me, can you tell me if this man was on the plane?"

Both women looked at the picture closely before shaking their heads. "He does not look familiar. Are you sure he was supposed to be on this flight?"

He double checked his last text from Cas that had his flight info in it and he was right. Castiel should have been on the plane. "I'm positive. I have not heard from him yet and I'm really worried."

"Go to the service desk over there and ask them to check the computers for your friend. He may have changed planes and forgot to call you."

"I hope you find him." The second FA said before both women headed off.

Now that it was late morning, the airport was becoming more crowded as more planes arrived. There was already a short line at the service desk and Dean had no choice but to stand in line and wait his turn. Thankfully it moved rather quickly and he only had to wait fifteen minutes before he was at the front. He gave the woman behind the computer Castiel's name and showed them his picture so they could check their system for him.

"It looks like Mr. Novak's plane arrived at 5am this morning. I'm sorry that I don't have a way of knowing if he is still here. Considering the time, he is probably at home by now."

"Okay, thank you." Dean's stomach dropped as he moved away from the desk slowly to lean against the wall over by a window. He tried Castiel's phone again but still did not get an answer. "Cas, I heard you got back early. Why didn't you call me? Where are you? Call me back, dammit!"

After he hung up, he then called Castiel's house to see if he was there, but his mother said they had not heard from him either. He then called Sam, Jo and Charlie but none of them had heard or seen him either. Sam offered to come to the airport since he could tell Dean was having a panic attack, but Dean refused him.

If Castiel did arrive earlier, then he had to be around somewhere. Why he was hiding himself, Dean couldn't guess. They had not been in a fight in ages so there was no reason for the other to avoid him. His heart was pounding like a drum while his stomach turned itself into knots as every worst case scenario played through his mind. This is not the homecoming he had imagined.

When his phone started ringing, Dean nearly jumped out of his skin. "Sam? Have you heard anything yet?"

"No, but I checked his phone and his gps is on. He should still there at the airport, or he lost his phone."

Dean let out some of the breath he'd been holding. "Any way you can tell me exactly where it is for sure?"

Sam sighed, "It looks like he's in the south section of the building. Give me a call if you find him so I can let the others know. We're all worried about him." Sam hung up when he got a yes from his brother.

Dean let out another curse and ran his hands through his hair making it stick up even more in the front. His stomach gave a rumble letting him know that it was time for lunch. He was too worried and didn't feel like eating, but knew he needed something. He headed back to the small cafe and sat in a booth. He ordered his usual burger and fries, then leaned back heavily as his worry increased.

"Wow, I can't believe that guy is still over there sleeping. He's been there for hours!" One of the waitresses said to another while they waited at the counter for their orders.

Dean's ears perked up and he strained to listen to the conversation.

"He's not hurting anyone by sleeping there so we should just leave him. Besides, he's super cute!"

Dean was immediately getting up from his seat and moving towards the back of the cafe where the girls had been looking and pointing. In the booth tucked into the corner was a main curled up on one of the cushions, a head of dark hair poking out from underneath the jacket over his face. Without hesitation, Dean ripped the jacket away to reveal Castiel sound asleep and oblivious to everything going on around him.

"Thank God." Dean reached down and pulled Castiel up and into his arms as he slid into the booth. He held onto him tightly, a hand brushing through the dark hair, while he rocked him in his arms. "You idiot."

Castiel suddenly went rigid as he woke up and found himself not only in a different position than when he'd gone to sleep, but in someone's arms. He slowly opened his eyes and looked up at the man who held him before he let out a long breath of relief.

"Hello Dean."

Before Castiel could get another word out, Dean was crushing their mouths together in a hard and desperate kiss. Castiel let out a startled noise before his hands reached up to Deans face and neck. When the kiss broke, he gave Dean a small smile but it faded soon after.

"What's wrong?" Deans arms tightened around him and he winced a bit from the strength of it. "Dean?"

"I was so worried. I thought something happened to you!"

"Why would you-" It was then that Castiel caught sight of the clock on the wall across from him. It was after noon already. "Shit! I set my alarm to wake me up. I wonder why it didn't go off?" with a little squirming, he managed to pull his phone out of his pocket only to find that his phone was off. "Oh."

"Why didn't you call me when you got in? I would have come to pick you up." Dean did not remove his arms from around Castiel, even when the waitress came over with his food.

"I see you're finally awake!" She said to Castiel with a big smile. "Can I get something for you, dear?" When he shook his head, she left to wait on her other tables.

"I know that you haven't been sleeping well lately so I didn't want to wake you up earlier. I just thought I'd get some sleep while I waited for you. I had every intention of meeting you at the gate." he stole a fry off of Dean's plate and nibbled on it. "I'm sorry for making you worry." Dean's stomach growled loudly then and Castiel squirmed out of his arms with a laugh. "Eat up."

"You sure you don't want anything?" Dean picked up his cheeseburger and took a large bite, make a pleased sound as he swallowed it. "You're going to need all of your energy when we get back into town."

"Oh? Do you have something specific in mind for me?" Castiel's voice dropped a note lower and he smirked when Dean shivered. He moved on the seat so he could brush his lips against Dean's ear. "Do we have to wait until we get back? Maybe you could find somewhere off the road to park and we could have a proper reunion?"

Dean started coughing on his food when Castiel's hand found its way into his lap. "I'm very tempted, Cas..." his eyes moved slowly over Castiel's face before locking onto his bright, blue eyes. "but I've had this planned for a month now. Besides, you made everyone worry and they'd all get pissed at me if I didn't bring you home right away. That reminds me, I better call Sam." Dean pulled his phone out and sent a quick message to his brother to let him and the others know Castiel was safe.

Castiel snatched Dean's phone away and started playing with it while Dean ate his lunch. He grinned as he found familiar pictures and even some videos. Some of which would really embarrass Dean should anyone else see them. If they wouldn't embarrass him too, Castiel would have already shared some of them. He couldn't blame Dean though, he had them on his own phone as well. He exited out of the picture folders and started typing a message. By the time Dean noticed, he'd already sent it off to Sam.

"What did you just do?" Dean asked with slightly narrowed eyes. He knew how his boyfriend was. He snatched his phone away and checked it to find the message Castiel had just sent. A smile tugged at his lips at what he read, unable to stop himself. "I think Sam is going to need brain bleach after that."

"What? I was just being honest. It's not my fault if he doesn't want to picture me fucking you in your car. Now he knows why we'll be running a little late getting home." He tried to steal another french fry but Dean swatted his hand away. "Hurry up and finish your burger so I can make good on my word."

As Dean continued to eat his lunch, Castiel stayed pressed into his side, one of his hands on Dean's thigh, fingers slowly sliding inward to tease. By the time Dean finished his burger and fries, Castiel had started palming him through his jeans. Dean choked off a moan and snatched his boyfriend's hand before he could do any more. He gave him a heated look and Castiel only winked at him in response. As soon as Dean paid for the food, he was pulling Castiel out of the seat and grabbing his suitcase from the other seat so they could leave.

The couple held hands through the airport and the parking garage until they had to let go so Dean could toss the suitcase into the trunk. As soon as the trunk was shut, Castiel was grabbing fistfuls of Deans shirt and moving him so he could press him up against the side of the Impala. Their mouths crushed together while their tongues battle. A roll of Castiel's hips had Dean moaning into his mouth. Dean felt his boyfriend reach behind him to try and get to the door handle, but Dean pushed him away.

"Cas, we can't do it here. There are cops walking around and cameras." he was panting already from the long and deep kiss, not to mention his arousal.

Castiel made a frustrated sound as he moved away and then around the car to slide into the passenger seat. "Get your ass in the car, Dean!"

Dean snorted as he pulled his door open and got in. Castiel pulled him in for another breath taking kiss before he was allowed to start the car and pull out of the lot. While driving Castiel was good at keeping his hands to himself so he wouldn't distract Dean from the road. That lasted maybe twenty minutes before he was pulling off his button up shirt and undoing his pants to slide his hand inside.

"Fuck, Dean hurry and find somewhere to pull over. I've been half hard most of the day imagining what I was going to do to you when I saw you." his blue eyes fell closed and a shiver ran through his body. Dean's eyes left the road for a moment as a deep moan slipped from Castiel's lips.

"Dammit Cas. Just keep your pants on a little longer. There is a spot in another mile where we can park."

A few minutes later and Dean was turning down an old dirt road that ran alongside the river. There were a few farms out this way but not really any other traffic to worry about. As soon as he saw a spot, he pulled the car over and shut it off but left the radio on low. Castiel's seat went down and slid back as far as it could before he was pulling Dean across the middle into another crushing kiss.

Hands started clawing at clothes and both men grunted with the effort it took to remove them while sitting in a vehicle with limited space. Eventually both of them were naked and Dean was settling onto Castiel's lap and melting against him with a pleased sigh. As Castiel placed wet kisses and bites down Dean's chest, the larger male leaned backwards to give him more room, and to reach behind himself to fumble for the lube that was in the glove box.

Dean found himself sitting on Castiel's lap and leaning backwards awkwardly, his back to the dash. He was about to complain about the burn it put in his legs until Castiel dropped low enough to run his tongue over Dean's aching cock. Dean's back arched and his hips jerked but Castiel was prepared and had pulled away enough to avoid being choked.

"Dean, I've missed you." Castiel's hands squeezed his boyfriend's hips as he held him in place while he swallowed him down in one go. He chuckled around the cock in his mouth when Dean cursed him out. "Missed having you like this," he placed a kiss on the head and tongued the slit before looking up at Dean with a grin. "whimpering and shaking for me."

Dean's cheeks were burning in embarrassment, but he couldn't deny it. Castiel was able to make him fall completely apart and forget about everything else. The only thing he could focus on was Castiel and the pleasure he was feeling.

"Thought you were gonna fuck me?" Dean panted out with a grin, rolling his hips to rub against his boyfriend's cock. His grin widened at the sound it drew from him.

Castiel gave a particularly hard suck to Dean's cock just under the head and watched as green eyes rolled back into his head. "Oh, I'm going to. You're going to wish that we didn't have to drive anymore when I'm through with you." he leaned back in the seat and pulled Dean forward and down into a kiss. "Open yourself for me, Dean. I want to watch you fuck your own fingers, just like you did for me on the phone."

Even as Dean's cheeks heated more, he opened the tube of lube and squirted some into his hand before reaching behind himself. One finger pressed against his entrance before slowly sliding in and spreading some lube around. His legs quivered as he held himself up so he could reach where he needed to, his green eyes locked onto Castiel's blue ones the whole time.

When Dean had prepared himself enough, he squirted more lube into his hand to slick Castiel up. He gave him a few firm and slow strokes just to tease him and was swatted on the ass for the trouble. He grinned as he leaned down to lock their lips together, then slowly lowered himself down onto Castiel's hard cock. Both of them groaned as Dean sank down until he bottomed out. His body trembled at the full feeling and had to pause a moment to take a breath.

Dean sat up again and slowly rolled his hips as he got used to the stretch. He continued the torturously slow pace until Castiel practically growled as he gripped his hips and slammed up into him hard. He knew what Dean could take and that he was just teasing, or else he would never have done it. At Dean's loud moan, Castiel continued to thrust up into him until they were at a hard and fast pace.

Sweat slid down Dean's back as he put everything he had into meeting each thrust with his own, trying to pull as many sounds out of Castiel as he could. Castiel had no problem in voicing his pleasure and he knew that Dean got off on his voice. He pulled Dean closer so he could claim his mouth just as his cock was doing to Dean's ass. He nipped at the plump lower lip before sucking on it, drawing a whimper from Dean until he kissed him deeply.

When he broke the kiss, their eyes locked and held for a minute until he leaned forward to brush his lips over Dean's ear.

"Mm, baby you feel so fuckin' good. I'd do this all day if I could."

Castiel's hands slid down to squeeze Dean's ass, then brought his own legs up to press against the dash. The new position caused Dean to change angles and with the next thrust, his prostate was hit dead on. Dean let out a loud cry followed by a curse as it was hit again and again. His hands moved to grip the seat on either side of Castiel's head for support while his boyfriend pounded into him.

"I think you would get bored of me...if we did it that much." Dean' panted, "but I would be willing, mm, to try it." He clenched his ass on purpose and Castiel groaned deeply in response. "We can try it out later. Finish what you started here first."

Castiel chuckled, "Yes, Sir!"

"Fuck!" Dean's back arched as Castiel picked up the pace and aimed each thrust to hit his prostate. "Oh, fuck yes."

While Castiel continued to fuck Dean with everything he had, his mouth attacked Dean's neck, sucking hard to leave bruises. He his hands were moving all over Dean's body, paying particular attention to his nipples which he pinched and pulled until the other was in a complete mess over him. He could feel Dean tensing up and with the way he was biting his lip, knew the other was close.

It didn't take much longer before Dean was moaning his name and tensing up as he reached orgasm. Castiel grinned as he watched Dean's release, even chuckling when most of it landed on his own body, going so far up to even hit his face. Then his own eyes were closing as Dean's ass gripped him tight and he cried out as he came.

The sounds of heavy breathing filled the car and the windows were steamed up from the heat. Dean had half collapsed on top of Castiel but had fallen mostly against the door. When he opened his green eyes and saw the mess he made, his cheeks burned but he chuckled at the same time.

"Sorry 'bout that, Cas. I hadn't jerked off in a few days so I guess I had a lot pent up." He wouldn't lie; seeing his own release all over Castiel like that was a turn on. There was more than one way to mark someone.

"It's okay," he replied as he ran a hand over his face to wipe off the come there. He then looked at it a moment before slowly licking it off. "I like the way you taste." he winked and Dean shuddered. "Don't pretend you don't think it's hot. I know how you think. We're the same in that way." he surged up to crush his mouth against Dean's, his tongue invading the other's mouth and forcing him to taste himself.

Dean squirmed a bit before letting out a sigh and kissing back. "You really are a kinky bastard."

"Please, this isn't kinky. I'll show you kinky later." He grabbed his over shirt and used it to wipe himself off "Get up and turn around so I can clean you up."

Dean huffed before slowly lifting himself up, Castiel's spent cock slipping out, and groaned at the loss. Before a mess could be made, Castiel was using his shirt to wipe up his own release from Dean's ass. He leaned forward and gave him a long and slow lick and laughed at the sound Dean made.

"Cas! Dude that was-"

"Still not kinky. Since when did you become so vanilla, Dean?" Castiel asked as he pulled back on his pants. He tossed his soiled shirt into the backseat.

"I'm not vanilla." he muttered as he pulled on his own pants and boots before sitting back in the driver's seat. He winced a bit at the slight burning but it wasn't painful enough to keep him from driving. "I'm just not at porn levels like you are." after pulling on his shirt, he started the car up and headed back to the highway.

"I learned it from the pizza man." Castiel grinned. "I have a lot of things I want to do with and to you, Dean. By the time I'm done, you'll be my own little porn star. Those busty Asian babes you like will have nothing on you."

Dean rolled his eyes, "Whatever you say, Cas."

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By the time they were pulling up to the Roadhouse, it was already late afternoon. That did not stop everyone from being happy and cheering when they saw Castiel and he was swarmed with hugs. Now that he was twenty two years old and legal, Pam greeted him with a double handed ass grab and tried to kiss him but Dean pulled him away from her before she could.

"Sorry Pam, this one is mine. Keep your lips off of him." Dean tried to sound serious but he was grinning. "Not that I can blame you, but he's off limits."

"You better not let him go then or I'll snatch him away." Pam gave Castiel a wink who grinned back.

"I better stay on my toes then. Cougars are dangerous."

That had Pam throwing her head back and laughing before she pinched his cheek. "I would eat you alive."

"Alright, Pam, that's enough. Everyone else wants to see him too and he's barely through the door." Ellen pushed her friend away before giving Castiel a tight hug. "Glad to have you back home, Castiel. I made a cake for you, but I'm sure that it won't be up to par now that you're are an official chef."

Castiel gave her a warm smile. "Don't sell yourself short. Jo's cake was delicious and I know you made it from scratch. I could go into more details but I'm sure no one else here would care for an in depth discussion on cake. I think even Dean would be bored if we talked about pie. He only loves to eat it."

The group moved further into the bar so they could sit at the tables in the back. A few of them had been pushed together so they could all sit together and talk. The cake, chocolate with strawberries in it with chocolate frosting, was cut and passed around. While that happened, everyone talked about the things that had been going on since Castiel had been in New York.

Sam and Jessica were both going to Stanford, which Castiel did know. Dean was so proud of his brother that that is all he'd talked about for awhile. Ash and Charlie had started up a computer company together and Charlie was making her own online game on the side. Jo was still working at the Roadhouse but was trying to earn her teaching degree. Garth had just completed his training to become a police officer and he'd asked Jo to marry him. She'd said yes and it was planned they would have a fall wedding. Andy had hooked up with an older woman and they were currently out in Las Vegas having fun.

"So Castiel, now that you have your degree, what are your plans? Are you going to stay in Kansas or go back to New York?" Ellen asked. "I hear that the competition is rough out there."

He could feel Dean tense at his side and soon felt green eyes staring at him, waiting to hear his answer. They had not talked about that yet and only part of the reason was because he didn't know what he was going to do yet. Either choice would affect their relationship.

"I really want to open my own bakery. I've already started drawing up plans and making menu's, but that is as far as I've got with that. I still have a lot of things to learn and I've been offered a few internships. I've been looking through the offers but I have not made up my mind which, if any, I will accept." he felt Dean's hand on his hip tighten at that. He had not mentioned the internships to him yet. He gave him a soft smile but he could tell that Dean was already thinking the worse. "I'd like to stay here for awhile since I've been away for so long. I have to make my decisions by the end of summer, so I have a couple months to decide."

"Do you think you will be able to come back for the wedding?" Jo asked.

"I wouldn't miss it." Castiel gave her a big smile which she returned.

"Good, we were hoping that you could make our cake. It has to be perfect and I think anyone else would run away from Jo." Garth said and laughed when she punched his shoulder. "Sorry baby, but you know it's true!"

Talk then turned to Jo and Garth's wedding and Castiel hinted that he would be willing to make another wedding cake should it be needed in the future. He said this while looking pointedly at Sam and Jess. Sam blushed and looked away and Jess was giggling, her arms wrapping around one of Sam's to keep him from running off in embarrassment.

An hour later Ellen disappeared into the kitchen to make something for supper. They had not planned on everyone staying around for so long, but thankfully she always had food on hand. It wasn't the main draw to the bar, but they did have a small menu. Despite her protests, Castiel followed her into the kitchen to help her cook.

"So, you haven't told him yet?" Jo asked as she sipped on a beer she'd swiped from Garth.

Dean shook his head. "No, I'll tell him later tonight. Thank you all for keeping it quiet for me." his friends stared at him and he shifted in his seat. "I didn't know about the internships he was offered. If he really wants to do it, I can't-"

"You don't say another word, Dean Winchester." It was Jess who spoke up, her words firm. "You won't know anything unless you talk to him. Don't go making his mind up for him. A relationship takes two people."

"But-" he started again, then winced as Jo smacked him upside the head, not gently either. "Ow!"

"You heard her, Dean. Don't go screwing this up for yourself. We'll all be here to keep hitting you if you try." Jo held her hand up threateningly when he opened his mouth again.

The next time he tried speaking, he was interrupted by Ellen and Castiel coming out of the kitchen with large platters of food. Cheeseburgers, French fries, steak sandwiches, salads and other finger foods were piled high and everyone made happy noises at the sight and smell. When the platters were set down and plates passed out, everyone started helping themselves. Castiel put a special plate down in front of Dean with a wink.

"I made this one just for you."

Dean grinned as he picked the cheeseburger up and bit into it. His eyes went wide as taste exploded in his mouth. The seasonings were perfect, the barbecue sauce was spicy and more cheese and bacon oozed out from the inside of the burger. The sound he made had everyone stopping what they were doing to stare at him, then they were all laughing.

Bobby rolled his eyes. "Really, boy, there's a time and a place and this ain't it."

Castiel leaned down to press his lips to Dean's ear. "Wait until you try dessert."

Dean's face was red now from everyone laughing, but he couldn't stop himself from making little noises as he ate his burger. He enjoyed it even more because it was specifically made for him by Castiel. Castiel sat down beside him again and squeezed his leg under the table with a wink.

At this point, John, Mary and Cassandra showed up and joined them at the tables for dinner. Castiel gave his mother a hug and couldn't stop himself from glancing towards the door looking for his father. His mother gave him a sad smile and another hug before she sat down beside him. He knew they would have a lot to talk about, but that would be for later.

"Dean, have you told-" Mary started but Sam quickly cut her off.

"That tasted great! Thank you Ellen and Cas, I'm stuffed!" he said with a big smile before giving his mother a look that made her frown.

Castiel's brows furrowed in confusion as he turned to look at Dean who shrugged and looked away. His blue eyes narrowed, now knowing that something was being hidden from him. He was about to ask what, but Dean mouthed 'later'. Castiel continue to frown before turning back to food. No longer hungry, he pushed the plate away.

"If I knew that everyone would still be here this late, I would have saved the cake for dessert!" Ellen said as she got up from the table. "I hope you all saved some room. Castiel has something delicious smelling cooking in the oven."

Castiel and Ellen began picking up the empty plates and Dean grabbed one of the platters of food to bring into the kitchen. As soon as he entered the room, Dean's senses were assaulted with the smell of what he hoped to be pie cooking in the oven. After he set the platter down on one of the counters, he took the dishes from Castiel and put them in the sink. Castiel checked on what was in the oven and smiled and pulled out two trays. Apple, chocolate and strawberry turnovers lined each pan and Dean's mouth was watering instantly.

Dean left the sink to get a better sniff at the desserts, then had his hand swatted when he reached for one. He gave a slight pout when he was told to wait, then huffed.

"Either make yourself useful or get out of my kitchen!" Ellen said and snapped his ass with a towel.

Dean scurried out of the kitchen and started cleaning up the table, his mother having already got most of it piled up. She gave him a concerned look as he picked up a pile of dishes, but he only shook his head in response. She then put a hand on his shoulder and gave it a squeeze and smiled.

"He loves you, Dean. You have nothing to worry about."

"Yeah, I hope so." his mom kissed him on the forehead and brushed a hand through his hair to calm him. "Thanks, mom."

When Dean got back into the kitchen with an armful of empty dishes, Castiel was arranging the turnovers neatly on another platter as they cooled. Ellen was elbows deep in the sink scrubbing away already, so he worked on getting the remaining bits of food scraped off the dishes into the trash. After piling beside the sink for Ellen to wash, he moved to her other side to start drying them.

"After you have your dessert, you better get a move on." Ellen spoke softly so that Castiel would not hear them. She glanced over her shoulder and saw he was entirely focused on what he was doing. "You're a Winchester. Nut up, boy!"

Castiel finished arranging the turnovers on the platter how he liked them, then grabbed a large tub of vanilla ice cream from the freezer. There was already a stack of clean dishes and utensils set to the side along with a pile of napkins. He set the ice cream down so he could grab the platter and napkins to bring out into the other room.

"I can finish up here. You help your boyfriend, then get going."

"Yes, ma'am!" Dean said and gave her a smile and a salute before grabbing the tub of ice cream and dishes and followed Castiel out of the kitchen.

The women had all moved to one end of the table and were huddled around a large book that Cassandra had opened in front of her. She was making Jo's wedding dress and the book was filled with different designs and styles of gowns, as well as some fabric samples. The men were talking about the latest ball games and drinking beer. When Castiel announced dessert, they all got up and hurried over to get some.

Dean helped himself to an apple one and a large scoop of ice cream before he sat down to eat. He kept his pleasured sounds under control this time but Castiel still smirked at him. He ran his tongue lewdly along his spoon and winked. Dean rolled his eyes.

"I think this is the most delicious turnover I've ever had. You are very skilled at baking, Castiel." Mary said as she took another bite of her chocolate turnover.

"Yes, he always has been." Cassandra said with a fond smile at her son. "I barely needed to show him how to do things. I've lost track of how many times Matthias and I were woken up by the smell of breakfast cooking, and that was when he was only eight!"

Castiel blushed at the attention, but he was grinning as he passed out his turnovers. "I learned from the best. College only taught me a few new things and techniques. Everything else came from you, mom."

About twenty minutes later Dean and Castiel were excusing themselves to leave. As they said their goodbyes, everyone gave Dean the same look and he rolled his eyes.

"I know, I know!" he then flipped them off as they went out the door. Castiel was frowning at him again and Dean knew he wanted to ask. "I've got something to show you, Cas."