"Our Castiel, Who Art In Minnesota…Assbutt Be Thy Name. We caught a case, so how about you wing yourself over here, pronto!" Dean prayed and Sam tutted from his seat at the table.

"I'll never get what it is he sees in you…" Sam said without looking up from his laptop, because not even ranting at his Brother could drag him away from his research. Dean crushed up the wrapper on the burger he had been eating and tossed it at Sammy's head, nailing him square on the forehead with a whoop of joy!

"Bulls eye!" Dean smirked and laughed at the look on Sam's face - Bitchface #49, The 'How Are We Even Related?!' face. "Aw, what's the matter, Sammy…Jealous that he likes me more than you?" Sam snorted and turned away, choosing to ignore his annoying older Brother.

"Do you two often vie for my affection when I am away?" Castiel's voice cut through the silence, startling both of the men from their thoughts. Sam snorted into his hand behind his laptop and Dean tossed another crushed up wrapper at him, this time from his Cola which sprayed leftover Soda all over the screen.

"DEAN! QUIT IT!" Sam yelled, frantically trying to wipe off the Soda before it fried his laptop completely but Castiel came over and touched his fingertips to the screen, cleaning it off instantly much to Sam's relief.

"Thanks Cas…" Sam said with a smirk in Deans direction, and he was too caught up in the smug face competition with his Brother that he didn't notice the Angel was leaning over his shoulder and reading the story Sam had been looking over before the Soda incident.

"Sam, is this story some how linked to the case you called me about? Because I seriously doubt it is possible for your brother to become impregnated." Castiel suddenly spoke in Sam's ear and the Hunter froze staring at his Brother in shock.

"Sam what the hell are you reading?! Oh shit, that witch pulled some kinda whammy on me, didn't she?! Am I…Sam am I pregnant?!" Dean started yelling, leaping up from his chair and racing over the mirror. He yanked his shirt up over his head and began pawing at his stomach and chest, checking for swelling frantically.

"Dean, calm yourself, you are not pregnant! You are a male remember…You are a male, I am correct that male humans have outward genitals?" Castiel asked, staring between the two Hunters with a curious look that neither could help but smile at - Cas was still so naïve and they often forgot that fact.

"Yeah Cas, us guys have bits that stick out and no Dean you are not pregnant this is just…" Sam said while gesturing towards the screen, nervously rubbing the back of his neck before clicking the screen closed quickly. "That was nothing…just some story…nothing really…" Sam was looking real nervous and Dean was moving slowly towards him with an evil look in his eye.

"What'cha reading, Sammy?" Dean asked again and Sam gulped, eyes darting to his laptop before he made a grab for it, but Dean was too quick for him and before Sam could get his hands on the laptop Dean had leapt over the table and knocked the hunter right off his chair and onto the floor. The two grappled on the floor at Castiel's feet and he watched them with mild amusement before reaching over and snagging the laptop from the table, wandering off to sit on the bed and browse through Sam's History. When Castiel had expressed an interest in learning how to research the Human way, Sam had geeked out and taught him every trick he knew for searching computers and now Castiel was a natural on the keys. He quickly found the last accessed webpage and was shocked at what he found, not links to myths and legends of witch curses and hexes as he had assumed, but what appeared to be short stories written by teenage girls about the Winchesters…How peculiar. The stories were all labelled with different 'tags' and from what he could see these tags were used for categorisation - there were words such as Crack, Smut, PWP and something called…

"Sam…what is a Destiel?" Cas asked and the two grappling men in the corner froze, Dean staring in horror at his blushing little Brother before jumping off him with a squeal.

"SAM, WHY THE HELL ARE YOU READING SLASH FICTION?!" Dean yelled as he backed rapidly away from the cringing man.

"What's a Slash Fiction?" Castiel asked but Dean choose to ignore him so Castiel huffed and decided that he would 'google it' as the phrase went. The tippity tap of his typing went unnoticed by the two fighting Brothers, who continued to shout back and forth while completely ignoring the curious Angel.

"I can't believe it, my own Brother…a Fanboy!" Dean ranted as he paced back and forth, waving his hands in the air dramatically as Sam sunk onto the bed.

"Dean, its not like tha…" Sam started but Dean was too far gone in his own rant to hear him.

"Is there anything else you ain't telling me…You are really God? Gabe got you pregnant…You grew wings and didn't tell me? I mean anything is possible in the world of Fanfiction right?!" Dean yelled before he fell to his knees in front of Sam, looking pleadingly at his Brother.

"Tell me the truth Sam…those girls got to you, didn't they…or Becky and her whole crew, they laid some hoodoo on your right…tell me you didn't look this crap up on your own?!" Dean begged but Sam didn't get a chance to answer the traumatised Dean before Castiel began talking again.

"According to a google search, 'Slash Fiction' is a genre of fan fiction that focuses on interpersonal attraction and sexual relationships between characters of the same sex…I am about to research Destiel to find the correlation between them…" Castiel explained as he typed and both Winchesters began to yell.

"No Cas!" Sam yelled.

"DON'T GOOGLE IT!" Dean screamed…

But it was far too late…Castiel clicked search and google provided him with all the information he needed, with graphic pictures just to bring the point home.

"Destiel slash fan works pairs the characters Dean Winchester and Castiel in a romantic and/or sexual relationship" Castiel said with a stuttering voice, licking his lips nervously as he tried to avoid looking at the google images section. Dean had went completely pale and Sam was trying to avoid looking at either of the men, wondering if this situation could possibly get any worse.

"Hola! How's my favourite muttonheads!" Gabriel said in his usual obnoxiously loud and happy tone, and Sam gave him no warning before grabbing him and dragging him from the room with only a single word of explanation.

"Drink!" Sam squeaked and Gabriel grinned, clicking his fingers before they could make it out the door and zapping them off to parts unknown…not that either of the men noticed as they were far too busy locked in a staring match.

"Dean…is what these woman say, true? Do you truly find me 'a sight to behold' or something similar?" Castiel asked, reading the quote from a fiction he had clicked on out of curiosity. Dean turned his face away and tried to brush it off with a shrug but that only intrigued Castiel further, and he decided to play this a little cool like he did in the fiction he was reading. He turned his attention back to the story and ignored Dean for awhile, feeling the mans tension grow and grow until he couldn't help himself anymore.

"Are you seriously reading that crap?" Dean snapped and Castiel smiled over the top of the screen at the flustered Hunter, knowing he had him right where he wanted him.

"It is very complex, Dean…why would these woman possibly think that you are sexually attracted to me?" Castiel asked with a faked innocence, hoping to bait the man into answering him.

"I dunno…" Dean mumbled with his eyes on his shoes, so Castiel pushed further.

"Could it be because of our bond? Or that you are always staring and have called me Angel so much…Dean do you find me attractive?" Castiel kept on pushing till Dean snapped.

"Yeah, okay! That what you wanna hear, I like you!" Dean yelled at the annoying Angel before storming over to his bed and curling up on his side, facing away from Cas who was looking thoughtful instead of angry as Dean had expected.

"Huh…I always assumed my feelings where not reciprocated…" Cas said mostly to himself as he continued to read through the fiction which was rapidly becoming erotic and it was affecting Castiel in a very noticeable way. Dean who had been lounging on the bed only moments before was now lying tense and rigid, trying to ignoring the slight hitch in Castiel's breathing as the story intensified.

"I find that I really enjoy these stories, Dean…But they do make me wonder…"Castiel spoke softly but he knew that the Hunter heard every word clearly if the audible gulp was anything to go by.

"I wonder if you would really be that good. Is it possible for a Human to pleasure an Angel that way…do you think you could make me lose control Dean? Have me so far gone in my own orgasm that I revealed my wings to you…are you really that good, Dean Winchester?" Castiel spoke in a low gravely voice that was driving Dean mad and when he used his full name Dean couldn't hold back anymore. He was off the bed in an instant and towering over Castiel with a lustful look in his eye, surveying Castiel look a feast laid out just for him. The Angel had tossed the laptop aside when Dean had finally lost control and he was lying out on Sam's bed with his arms above his head and a smirk on his lips…

"Are you that good, Dean?" Castiel asked and Dean crawled on top of him, staring straight into his eyes.

"Baby…I'm better!"

Gabriel, Sam and Becky sat around the table at the bar in Las Vegas, toasting a job well done as Gabriel confirmed the de-virginising of his baby Brother. Of course they had Becky to thank for introducing Castiel to Fanfiction in the first place, but it would never have happened if Sam hadn't taught Castiel to use the internet. Then of course the whole plan was thought up by Gabriel who brought them all together into this wonderful little group, there was just one loose end that had been worrying Sam since the start but he guessed that nothing was gonna come of…The sound of Queens 'The Prophets Song' came echoing out of Sam's pocket and the Hunter answered his phone nervously…

"Chuck?" Sam asked and suddenly he had an ear full of sobbing prophet.

"Why, Sam, why?! Why would you do that to me?!" Chuck sobbed through the earpiece and Sam quickly put the phone on loudspeaker, grinning nervously at the others in the group.

"Haven't I suffered enough cause of you guys?! Its not like I don't have enough to put up with, what with the apocalypse and Angels and YOU GABRIEL! But to pull this crap on me…WHY?!" Chuck ranted and Sam couldn't help himself anymore, laughing outright at the prophets plight.

"Well, serves you right for publishing more books! Now the world knows Dean is gay for Angels. Congratulations!" Sam yelled, uncaring that the room was turning to look at him. Becky giggled out loud at Sam, batting her eyelashes at the tall Hunter and making Gabriel glare a little in her direction.

"Don't be so ungrateful, Chuck, I'd kill to be in your head right now…" She said, taking a sip of her sparkly drink.

"Oh me…the images…Make it stop…" Chuck whimpered down the phone and Gabriel chimed in with his two cents.

"So, settle a bet for us big guy, who's pitching and who's catching?" Gabriel joked and Chuck squealed before the line went dead.

Gabriel might be a Trickster, and Becky might be a rabid Fan girl…But Sam Winchester was the devil…and Heaven help him he loved it.

CastielAngelOfTheLord: You were right, Miss Becky, he walked right into it…

SamLicker81: I told you, didn't I? That meathead just needed a good push! Was it everything you dreamed it would be?

CastielAngelOfTheLord: It was extremely intense and most enjoyable, Dean is a rather large man but it felt surprisingly good.

SamLicker81: Well, you ever need any advice on moves you just come ask me, I know all the best positions. Just check out my fics on you guys…

CastielAngelOfTheLord: I will do that, and thank you Becky…

CastielAngelOfTheLord is now following you on Tumblr…

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