Author's Notes: Okay, so this is my first Fanfic, so review please. I would love the reviews, and would like to know what you think.
Chapter 1-Destiel Chapter 1
Dean and Cas woke to Heat of the Moment by Asia, and found that they passed out drunk on the couch in the bunker. "Where is the Asia coming from?" Dean shouted as his tried to sit up, but his head was pounding.
"Dean, Asia is a continent I don't believe it can make a noise especially in the bunker," Cas muttered into the couch cushion.
"Cas, Asia is a band. They play the song that is playing right now. Heat of the Moment," Dean figured it out not to long after that. "Shit! Is today Tuesday?" Dean shouted.
"Yeah, what does that have to do with anything; it's also your brother's birthday," Cas expressed.
"Gabriel! Damn him. This better not be what I think it is. Where's Sammy and Gabriel?" Dean questioned as he stood up ignoring the pounding in his head. "Sammy!" Dean shouted, and it just echoed through the bunker.
"Dean, what's with all the shouting, and why does my head hurt so much?" Cas muttered. Dean just looked at him with concern.
"Cas, are you hung-over? Is that even possible?" Dean expressed.
"Yes, apparently I had more alcohol than I thought or Gabriel planted the really strong stuff in here for me," Cas rationalized.
"I think I'm going to kill him the next time I see him; this is ridiculous. I'm calling Sammy." Dean pulled out his phone and dialed his little brother's cell. The phone went right to voicemail. Hey, this is Sam. Leave me a message and I'll get back to you. If it's really important you know how to get ahold of me. "Sammy, this is your brother call me when you get this." Dean hung up and dialed Sam's second cell, and it also went right to voicemail. Hey, this is my second cell if you're getting this message I'm either really busy or out of reach leave a message, and if you really need me try my brother he'll find me. "Sammy, just your brother hey. Worried sick about you in the hands of Gabriel. Get back to me as soon as you can." Dean hung up the phone again and turned to Cas. "Well, that was a bust. What should we do?"
"Well, I think we should just let Gabriel do whatever he wants because he's going to do that anyway," Cas stated.
"I meant with our day, Cas. Since there is no Sammy, and it's just the two of us; you want to go hunting or something a little more fun or what?" Dean questioned giving Cas his mischievous smirk.
"Well, I don't think hunting is a good idea because I'm not the best at that and I have this feeling that my 'angel mojo' as you call it is blocked, so I won't be of any help to you. So that leaves the fun, but I'm not sure if I want to do either because your definition of fun is defiantly different than what fun actually means…"
"Cas, shut up. Stop being so fucking technical; I get it. Fun is what we are going with then. So strip club or you want to do something else?"
"Something else. I am not a fan of some of your festivities, Dean." Cas sat up and slouched against the back of the couch, and Dean pulled him to his feet. Cas, caught off guard, lost his balance and fell into Dean. Cas rested his head on Dean's shoulder until he wasn't dizzy anymore. Cas picked up his head. "Sorry, a little dizzy." Cas looked in Dean's emerald eyes, and Dean looked into Cas' sapphire eyes.
"It's okay; I can only imagine how much alcohol you could have consumed to get a hangover since you're an angel and all." Dean let his hands slip to Cas' waist as Cas pulled away from Dean's shoulder. "You okay now, Cas?"
"Yes, I am. Thanks. So what do you want to do today then?" Cas stepped away from Dean, and Dean pulled him back.
"Well, there is something that we could do. I don't know if you want me to do it though, so this is completely in your hands. If you don't want to I will completely understand, and we don't have to ever…" Cas leaned in and pulled Dean's face to his, and he kissed Dean.
"Dean, you talk too much. Sometimes action is the best way to get something done." Dean just stood in shock as Cas pulled him back down for another kiss. Cas forced Dean's mouth open and slipped his tongue into Dean's mouth, and Dean moaned as he pushed Cas onto the couch and straddled Cas' lap. Dean positioned his hands on the couch on either side of Cas' head. Dean leaned back down and kissed Cas, and Cas rested his hands on Dean's hip pulling Dean closer to him. Dean pulled off Cas' shirt, and Cas followed by pulling off Dean's shirt. Cas pulled Dean in to kiss him again when Dean's cell phone rang. Dean pulled it out of his pocket.
"Sorry, Cas. It's Sammy." Dean flipped open the phone and answered the call. "Sammy, where the hell are you? I'm coming to get you. Cas showed up last night and said that I would be needing his help since you will be preoccupied with something more important or at least that that's what Gabriel told him. Sammy, what has Gabriel done to you? Sammy, answer my questions; I've been calling you," Dean demanded as he stepped off the couch and paced around the room.
"I would answer your questions if you gave me the time to answer them. I'm fine, Dean. Gabriel is just giving me a day off on my birthday. Everything will be fine, Dean; I promise. Don't worry about me, and have fun with Cas. It should be worth it and you will thank me and Gabriel for doing this. Have fun and just go with it, Dean, sometimes life is worth the little moments. Just fall in them and enjoy them." Sam hung up the phone, and Dean looked dumbstruck at his phone.
"He hung up on me." Cas stepped off the couch, and he wrapped his arms around Dean's waist. "Hey, I'm sorry, Cas. I didn't mean to interrupt our little moment that we had, but it's Sammy."
"It's okay, Dean. I understand. Sam is your brother," Cas said in his deep rugged voice that turned Dean on, but Dean would never tell Cas that. Cas turned Dean around and was about to kiss him, when they woke up in Dean's bedroom on his bed listening to Heat of the Moment.