Yes, I am a confirmed Megstiel (Castiel/Meg) shipper. Their scenes were just too cute, and it's practically canon. 'I learned that from the pizza man' gets me every time! So, I just had to write a story about it. As stated in the summary, this is set in 8x17 Goodbye Stranger, right after the scene where Castiel is tending to Meg's wounds and they're flirting with each other. It's AU, but I wish it did happen and it doesn't disturb canon. Also, AU because I'm pretty much ignoring the Naomi-mind-control that was going on in this episode. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Castiel, the Winchesters and Meg don't belong to me. The restaurant mentioned in this story is not real, as I do not live in America so I just made it up. *sigh* I wish Sam belonged to me *neon signs flash all around me saying SAMGIRL*

Castiel walked out of the room, Meg's last teasing comment ringing in his ears. Never before had any other living being, be they human, angel or demon, made him think and feel the way Meg did.

It was the most confusing, human experience, Castiel had come across to date...and that was saying a lot.

During his time on Earth, he had been 'flirted' at, either by some random human female he had come across while with Sam and Dean, or due to Dean himself trying to...what was the expression?...'hook him up'. Castiel had never responded to any female's advances. He was an angel. His 'blueprint' simply did not let him feel things such as lust, or even love.

Yet hadn't he already proven himself wrong?

He loved the Winchester brothers like family. He cared for them just as much as his angelic brothers and sisters. Dean had been his responsibility from the start and, though the elder brother had initially annoyed Castiel with his brashness, sarcasm and 'sinful' ways, Dean had grown on Castiel. The angel had noticed that the harsh outer demeanor was merely a mask to hide the emotions and kindness inside, kindness Dean only reserved for those he truly cared about. Castiel had learned that, first and foremost, that was Sam, then the late Bobby Singer, and few others. Once he realised this, Castiel also came to the realisation that Dean cared about him, too, and included him in his little family.

Sam had taken longer for Castiel to like. Drilled into him from the moment he first heard the name 'Winchester' was one word in relation to Sam: abomination. The boy with the demon blood. Lucifer's vessel.

Castiel now regretted his coldness towards Sam in the first year of knowing him, because he hadn't truly known him. He had thought that Sam's consumption of demon blood and use of the subsequent powers, plus his consorting with the demon Ruby, was the utmost of sinfulness and so Castiel had barely spared a thought for the younger Winchester except to keep him alive until the day came. Of course, that had all changed and Castiel had realised that Sam was just as caring and kind as Dean, with an open heart and an intelligent mind.

Of course, how could he look down on Sam for his relationship with Ruby when now...

"Cas, enough of this!"

Dean's voice, exasperated and also comfortable at the same time – though he would never admit it aloud, Castiel was proud of how well he could read the emotions in both brothers' voices – startled him out of his thoughts.

"Enough of what?" he asked curiously.

"You and Meg have been tiptoing around each other for ages. Hinting, flirting, teasing, well, at least from her, but nothing solid! Man, you gotta ask her out."

Castiel just stared, completely shocked by the statement. That had completely come out of nowhere. The suggestion that he, an angel, and Meg, a demon, do something as normal...as human...as go on a date was one of the most ludicrous things he had ever heard.

Denial. That was what he would do. He would deny it all.

"I do not know what you are talking about, Dean. Meg is merely an aquaintance of convenience."

Castiel was surprised even more when Sam joined in.

"Yeah, and we weren't there when you practically kissed her face off." Sam's lips were pulled into a teasing grin, his eyes sparkling as though he knew that Castiel felt cornered.

He floundered for an excuse like the proverbial fish out of water, trying to sound firm and annoyed at the accusation. "That I blame on Dean for letting me watch that...that...video before our mission."

Now Dean was smirking. "Oh no, Cas, you chose that and put it on all on your own. It just happened to be part of my collection."

Castiel sighed angrily; he did not like being forced into things.

Still, there was a tiny little part of him – if he were human, he would have referred to it as the angel on his shoulder – that was saying he should be thankful the brothers were helping him. After all, it wasn't as if he had the courage to be anything other than awkward in front of Meg...aside from that kiss.

The memory of that moment overtook Castiel for a brief few seconds, but it was long enough for both Sam and Dean's grins to widen.

"Come on, just take her out to dinner or something." Dean insisted.

Castiel opened and closed his mouth several times, before finally admitting defeat. His shoulders slumped, his head drooped, and he looked up at Dean.

"Fine...but I do not have the faintest idea where to take her."

"Way ahead of you there, Cas." Sam said quickly, indicating his laptop. "There's a restaurant two blocks down called the White Lotus. It's fancy, but not ridiculously so."

"I don't have any money."

"We'll lend you some." Dean offered. "Enough excuses. Go in there and ask her."

The nerves that crawled through Cas' chest and stomach were new to him. What did humans call it? Butterflies in the stomach? He supposed it was an apt analogy. All sorts of doubts that never in his many, many years would he have imagined to have crept into his mind. What if she was only teasing and was nothing more than yet another manipulative demon? What if she rejected him? What if she expected him to take her out to the best restaurant in town? What if she expected flowers...?

Before he knew it, Dean was on his feet and literally pushing him towards the door he had just exited.

He had survived the Apocalypse, survived Purgatory, he could survive asking one little question.

He went inside, clearly hearing Dean mutter, 'Angels!'. Meg was already staring at him, as though she had expected him.

He hoped to his Father that she hadn't heard any of the conversation.

"Meg...uh..." how did one breach the subject?

She raised a delicate eyebrow. "Cat got your tongue, Clarence?"

Why, oh why did the nickname make him feel all fluttery inside? It wasn't even close to his true name, nor was it even a name he had liked before hand. But right now, it was his second favourite name in the world.

After Meg, of course.

"I w-was wondering if..." Spit it out, Cas, Dean's voice in his head ordered. "Would you like to go out to dinner."

Breathing as though he had just smited several demons – no, don't think of that now – Castiel stared at her, waiting.

And boy did she make him wait!

She stood up and approached, the eyebrow never lowering, an amused smile on her face. She circled him like a vulture circling its prey. Castiel truly did feel hunted. He was completely at her mercy now. One word...

"Sure, why the Hell not?"

Her smile turned more genuine, though the playful look never left her eyes.

Castiel let out the breath he hadn't even realised he was holding. He smiled, too.

"Ok...well...uh...Sam said there was a restaurant not too far away. We could go over at about 7pm...?" Castiel suggested hesitantly, hoping he was doing the right thing by giving her the details.

She shook her head and turned away, laughing once. "I should've known you didn't come up with this on your own." She turned back towards him, nodding. "It's a date then, angel-boy."

Castiel's wings usually remained hidden while on Earth, and he only used them for instant transportation, as angels could not actually fly like birds...yet in that moment, Castiel would have sworn that he actually was flying, floating, a happiness that was entirely knew and very enjoyable filling him up.

I love Meg.

The word was alien. The person was a demon. The whole sentence.

But Castiel didn't care.

Yes, there is going to be Chapter 2 detailing the date, I should write it tomorrow. Please tell me if you liked it! Cute enough? In-character? I really hoped Cas was in character. He might go a bit OOC next chapter, as will Meg, but it shouldn't be too bad. I had a lot of fun writing it :) Review, favourite and follow please ^_^