(Author's Note: This is part five to my original fic, Virgin Graces. This story has gone on because of the heart warming reviews and loyal support. I can't seem to stop writing it, so I'm glad you guys enjoy it so much. For all you new readers, Virgin Graces, Desecrating the Impala, Deceiving Sam, Birds and Bees, and now True Vessels all include dirty, shameless smut and a good sense of humor. With a little bit of fluff on the side, for a perfect recipe. Part five picks up right where part four left off. If you have not read the first four parts, I recommend glancing at them, just to better understand what's going on. You may, however, be may fine starting here. Either way, please enjoy the story!)
The Winchester brothers stood by the road side at the back of their car. They stared at each other for what seemed like forever, before Sam finally spoke.
"Dean," Sam said, face in shock, "you've only been dating Cas for like a week, and now you want to marry him?"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa," Dean said, holding his hands up, "first of all, I wouldn't call it 'dating'. 'Tasting the rainbow', is more like it. And second, who the hell said anything about marriage? Do I look like the freakin' bachelor to you, Sam?"
"Then, why are you asking me about proposing?" his brother interjected.
"I'm not asking you about proposing. I'm asking..." Dean took a breath, pausing to straighten out his words, "...Jess was the one for you, wasn't she? The one you'd give up your whole life for. The one who made you see things differently, and made you feel like you were worth something, even though you'd spent your whole life thinking you didn't mean a damn thing to anyone. Maybe you couldn't see it at first, but then it just hits you outta nowhere. That this is the person you want to have with you for the rest of your life, come hell or high water, no matter what, until the day you die."
Sam smiled a little with a thoughtful look on his face.
"Yeah," he answered quietly, "That's right."
"Well," Dean said, feeling like he was spilling his guts, "Cas is it for me. I know how it sounds. I know you think I'm talking outta my ass. But it's the god's honest truth, Sammy. Now, please tell me, what am I supposed to do about it?"
Sam shrugged a little, his smile staying.
"What do you want to do about it, Dean?" he replied.
Dean sighed, bracing a hand on the trunk of his Impala. His head was crowed with emotion, and he couldn't think clearly. He wanted to show Cas how much he cared about him. Not just tell him, but prove it. But he did not want to do the whole small-chapel, white-dress, ring-exchange-in-front-of-God thing, either.
"I don't have a damn clue," Dean huffed truthfully.
Sam chuckled a little and patted Dean's shoulder. Dean looked at his little brother, wondering why he was laughing at his distraught confusion.
"What?" he asked.
"I like this," he said, gesturing toward him, "I like what Cas has done to you."
"What's he done to me?" Dean asked.
Sam smirked, reaching to close the computer on the trunk.
"He turned you into a believer," he answered.
Dean gulped at Sam's words. He was right; so completely, absolutely right. Cas made him believe in angels and taught him how to have faith and showed him what it meant to love someone so much it hurt. He even made Dean believe in himself, when he was surrounded by a world of doubt. No one else had ever been able to do that. No one but Cas.
"Son of a bitch," Dean sighed, his head feeling light with this new discovery, "you're right."
Sam laughed again, picking up the computer.
"Just give it a little more time, Dean. You'll figure out what to do when the time comes," Sam said, sounding wise beyond his years.
A small whoosh of air breezed beside them. Dean looked up to see Cas's bright, blue eyes staring back at him. He was holding a fresh baked pie in one hand and a case of beer in the other. The sight of all of his favorite things together made a smile flash over Dean's face. He stood up straight, his eyes wandering all over the angel in front of him.
"Hello, Dean," Cas smiled.
"Hey, Cas, baby," he replied.
The two stared at each other for a moment, their eyes piercing deeply. Dean felt a million things all at once, but couldn't put anymore words together. He took a step forward, wanting to reach out and -
"Er,...I'm still here," Sam said quickly, "you know. Just in case you were thinking of making-out or something."
Dean looked back to his brother. He was suddenly fearful. He didn't want Cas to know about the recent conversation he'd had with his brother. He still needed to figure out what he was going to do.
"Sammy, thanks for the very confidential, private talk we just had," Dean said carefully, winking forcefully at his brother.
Sam understood instantly. He nodded, strolling over to take a beer out of the case in Cas's hand. He snapped the cap off as he walked back toward the car to get the laptop.
"Mum's the word, Dean," he said casually, "I'll be in the car when ever we're ready to hit the road."
Dean watched Sam climb into the backseat with his beer and the computer. Once he was in, Dean turned his attention back to the angel in front of him. Cas held the pie out with a sweet smile.
"I hope you are fond of apple," he said.
Dean dismissed the pie. He reached beyond it with both hands to grab Cas's face. He plunged their lips together, savoring the familiar flavor of his mouth. Cas kissed back for a moment, circling his tongue around Dean's, before hesitantly pulling away.
"Dean," he breathed, voice catching, "I already wish to fornicate with you. You are not making it easy for me to hold back for your brother's sake."
Dean chuckled, bringing a hand forward to trace Cas's pink lips with the tip of his finger.
"Sorry. Couldn't help it," he smiled, "Thanks for getting the pie."
"It's my pleasure," Cas replied.
Dean lifted the warm pie out of the angel's hand before taking it with his own. He pulled him toward the Impala, a smile still on his face.
"Let's hurry up and find a motel so you won't have to hold back," he said quietly.
(Author's Note: Boy, am I in a fluffy mood. :) Don't let it fool you. There will be plenty of shameless smut in this part as well, but I hope you enjoy the sweet stuff just as much. Thank you, precious angels, for all your awesome reviews! Please drop me a line if you liked something! I live for that. More chapters are on the way.)