It was a pleasant morning that day; the sun gleamed radiantly, as little floating balls of fluff rolled across the the classic blue sky, and birds sung glorious songs of grace. As Castiel observed as he wandered the pavement.

"So our musical went surprisingly well, as one could say." Said a school girl to another.

"I guess it was pretty cool." Spoke the other. "I think Destiel need more... Well... Destiel"

"Well, all in all it was a huge success and a hit with the audience."

"Destiel?" Cas repeated to himself. "Why does it sound slightly... familiar?"

As Castiel pondered on the word while he traveled, he appeared at the base of the Winchester brothers. He allowed himself and casually made his way to the dining table. Not to his surprise he found Sam staring at a computer screen and dean standing over him with a beer in one hand and a hamburger in the other.

"Hey, Cas! what's up? How you feeling?" Dean causally asked.

"I'm fine. I came across a term that sound slightly familiar but am almost certain I never heard before." Cas stated.

"Yeah, what is it?" Sam asked looking up from his laptop, interested in the question at hand.

"Well do anyone one of you know what Destiel means?"

Sam grew a excited humorous smile across his face along with a light chuckle. As while Dean on the other hand was stunned and at a lost of words as a slight flicker of pink lite his cheeks.

"Uh-umm," Dean coughed out.

"It's a combination of your two names, Dean and Castiel, Castiel," Sam finished for him giving off a devious smirk. Dean glared at him as if to say 'damn you'. Cas glanced up at Dean with a confused look on his face and then back at Sam.

"I don't think... I understand," The angel remarked looking back and forward between the two with a flustered expression of confusion.

"It means that people like the idea of you two being a romantic couple," Sam blurted out barely able to contain his laughter. Dean glared at him with a even more intense stare, begging for him to shut his mouth, as his face overflowed in shades of pink and red. He looked up at an even more confused Castiel whom was in the process of trying to make logic out of his thoughts.

Cas looked up towards the befuddled Dean taking note of the beams of colours within his face. "B-b-b-but…," He stuttered.

"You know it's not a bad idea once you look at it," Sam giggled at his his two companions.