At 7:13 the next day, Sam Winchester woke up.
Out of instinct, he rolled over to wake his brother - there was lots of work to do today - and found him wrapped in Castiel's arms, sleeping peacefully.
Cas wasn't sleeping - angels didn't sleep - but his eyes were closed and he looked happier than he'd ever looked.
A smile curved Sam's face as he watched the angel and hunter sleep. He slipped out of bed, got dressed and slid out the door, grabbing the Impala's keys off the table. The door clicked shut behind him, and Dean shifted in his bed.
"Cas," he mumbled. He rolled over to look at the angel.
"Good morning, Dean," said Cas, smiling with his big blue eyes and planted a kiss on Dean's mouth. Dean's eyes closed and he kissed him back, deeper.
"Cas," he murmured against his mouth. "I love you."
He felt Cas smile. "I love you too, Dean."