Dean slammed the car door to his Impala. Walking around to the truck. Sam stepped out of the passenger side. Dean opened the trunk grabbing his knife and slipping it in his boot. He reloaded his pistol and shoved it in the back of his pants before covering it with his shirt. Sam stared curiously at his brother, his eyebrow arched. Dean looked up at Sam. "What the hell you waiting on Sammy, gear up and let's go." Dean said. Sam did has he was told, saying nothing. They walked into the morgue, their suits crisp. Pulling out their badges Dean spoke to the woman. "Hello, I'm Agent Shepherd and this is my partner Agent Monroe. We're here about the body that was found in the woods."
"Ah yes, right this way agent." Dean and Sam followed the woman back. Sam spoke up.
"May I use your restroom?" Sammy asked. The woman nodded and pointed down the hallway. Sam stalked off in that direction. Dean smiled at the woman and made a remark about his partner's bladder always kicking in at the worst of times. The lady laughed.
"Go on in, I have to go back and finish filling out some paperwork." She said, turning and heading back to the front.
"If only you knew you had an angel in your morgue." Dean said under his breath, shaking his head and grinning. Dean walked into the room, uncovering his friend. The angel's eyes sprung open, after a moment he smiled.
"Dean, so glad you…" His words disappeared as Dean pulled the angel close to him and kissed his soft lips. The angel pulled back. "Dean.."
"Cas please, I need you. I've missed you." Dean gave Cas puppy dog eyes, which Cas could never resist. Dean stared down at Cas, who was laying on the metal table.
"Dean we shouldn't, not here, not now. Sam.." Castiel's words died off as Dean undone his belt. Dean smirked, staring at Cas longingly. Cas undid his pants, raising his hips to slip off his pants. Cas grabbed onto Dean's tie and pulled him down to him, kissing him roughly. Dean's hands went to the angel's already hard member. Cas groaned into Dean's mouth, biting his lip.
"Cas, I've missed you. So much. Don't leave me again." Dean whispered against Castiel's lips before returning to kissing them. They went on like this for a good ten minutes, kissing and rubbing. Then it happened. The thing that the lovers didn't want to happen.
"What the hell is going on?" Sam barked, staring at the two, naked and entangled on the metal table. Cas snapped his fingers and both their clothes were back on. Dean stood up, turning to look at his brother. He took Castiel's hand and their fingers interlocked.
"Sam, this is us. The true us. We love each other." Dean said. Castiel nodded in agreement.