Disclaimer: I don't own the series or the characters.

Warning: Some smut in later chapters

Pairing: Dean x Castiel

In a diner across the street from a motel, Sam watched his brother practically shove pancakes into his mouth. He reached over to steal a mini-sized sausage from his plate, but Dean slapped his hand away.

"Eat your own."

Sam smiled and started cutting up one of his own pancakes. No matter how strange things got, he could count on Dean being Dean regardless.

"You were pretty loud this morning."

"I was?" Dean looked at him slightly confused.

"You kept making a lot of noises while you were sleeping."

"What kind of noises?" Dean swallowed his food.

Sam wasn't sure if he should even ask. It was sort of embarrassing to talk about.

"Well…"

"What like sex? It wouldn't be the first time."

It was true that at some point in their lives they had heard the other having a wet dream. They just preferred to pretend that those things never happen with the other in the same room.

"Yeah but it was different."

"Different how?"

Dean stabbed one of his mini sized sausages with his fork and started eating it. Sam really didn't want to continue. He didn't even want to look at him, not while he was doing that.

"You were calling out a name."

Dean grinned at him, "That must have been one hell of a dream. Shame I don't remember any of it."

"Yeah…that's probably for the best."

Dean was confused why Sam seemed so guarded about the topic. He was the one who had brought it up in the first place. He was a bit curious though.

"Whose name was I saying?"

"Cas."

Dean snorted a laugh and continued eating.

"Cassie huh? I haven't thought about her in a long time."

Now it was the part Sam was dreading to mention. He had to find out something and the only way to do that was to ask.

He winced as he spoke, "Actually it was Castiel."

Dean choked on piece of pancake he had in his mouth. He grabbed his glass of ice cold water from the table, forced himself to swallow. He hit himself lightly on the chest a couple times.

"The angel?" he managed to croak out.

Sam signaled the nearby waitress, "Check please."

Neither Sam nor Dean wanted to continue the conversation in the diner. Once they were in the parking lot of the motel, Dean just had one thing to ask him.

"Are you sure it was his name?"

"Positive. You were pretty loud earlier."

"I was calling out his name?"

"Did anything change between you two recently?"

"No," Dean fumbled to get the keycard out of his pocket.

He never thought he would be having this kind of conversation with his brother ever.

"Maybe this is some after affect of him pulling you out of the pit," Sam suggested hopefully.

Dean finally managed to get the door open, "Sammy even if we were do to…that…he's a freaking angel. I don't think he's allowed to do it."

"Do what?" asked Castiel.

They both stopped when they noticed a certain tax accountant angel standing in the middle of the room. Castiel stared at both of them looking like his usual composed self.

"Nothing," replied Dean. He closed the door behind them.

"Hypothetical stuff," added Sam.

Dean shot his brother a look and Sam just shrugged with his shoulders. Castiel looked carefully at both men. Obviously they had been talking about something that they didn't want him to know about. He didn't really care what it was. He was there on a mission.

"Another seal has been found."

Author notes: I had some issues coming up for a title for this one so I decided to do what I did last time for picking a title.

This is sort of a PWP story with a build up.

The upcoming chapters are fairly short unlike the current DMC chapter I'm working on.

I'm a little iffy about whether to finish this one or not.

Reviews are appreciated.