There we stood in front of the old Bradley Mansion. I was absolutely terrified and I could see that the others were to, well that is except Dean. He stood there grinning carrying his camera and duffel bag full of things we supposedly required; Salt, a bunch of iron bars, lighter and fuel, shovels and … oh yes and a shot gun filled with Rock Salt rounds.

"Dean, must we do this?" I said, not that I was going to pull out of this dare, just because I was the youngest I wasn't that young, 15 actually only a few months younger than Dean's brother Sam. Still I had to try it, I really did not want to go in there and my sister, Luci, had told me acting adorable got you a lot of things so I slightly tugged on dean very well fitting leather jacket.

"C'mon guys won't have a little ghost scare you like this, will you?" Sam just nodded and joined his brother on the porch and although Sam was 4 years younger than his brother he was almost his height and was sure to over take him very soon.

"It's okay Cas, I'll keep you safe." I know that Gabriel said it as a joke but I knew he was being sincere; he just could not loose his image in front of the Winchesters after all that is why we had taken this dare to join them on one of their 'hunts' as they called it.

So I was reasonably confused when he took my hand and walked with me to the porch, his grip on my hand telling me that he to was vey afraid.

I was glad to have him here with me. Its not that I have anything against the Winchesters but for reasons that just cannot explain my face just explodes into heat whenever I am near Dean. I … let's just say it's difficult to explain.

After a few short moments of silence dean placed his hand on the knob and attempted to twist it, "LOCKED!" he cursed under his breath, "okay step back I'll kick it down."

We retreated a few steps and Dean positioned himself in front of the door, and my eye trailed down his back … I pulled my eyes away, and spotted and entrance that did not require so much effort.

"No, wait Dean, look there is a window open over there." I gestured, Dean froze, turned to me and glance to where the window stood open and invitingly.

A little embarrassed as it seemed, he scratched his head and walked over to it, camera and torch in hand he checked if it was safe to go through it seemed to be because he turned back to me and said;

"Cas, I could kiss you, right now." His grin stretched from ear to ear, and my face felt like it was on fire. Thankfully Sam took notice and quickly turned dean's attention back on the house. I do not think dean saw that I blushed; he is a little oblivious to such things.

Dean was currently climbing through the window while my eyes wandered again… Gabriel was the one to pull me back into reality, when he pulled me aside.

"What the hell was that?"

"What was what?"

"that! Staring at dean's ass, blushing at a Winchester! For god's sake you belong to the old Italian family of Angelo, you are better than a mere Winchester!", and although he was whispering it felt like he was yelling, I can't stand it when people yell at me; it makes me all defensive.

"And, what about you? Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about! I've seen the way you look at Sam."

Once I had spoken this, I knew I had done something wrong; everything was so quiet, you could have heard a feather drop, it was quite intense, and that it when it dawned on me: I had forgotten to whisper.

Slowly I turned to the house, Sam and Dean were looking back through the window, and supposedly they had heard our entire conversation. I cringed when I heard Gabriel growling behind me.