Cas Wants The D(ean)

Chapter 1

Dean and Sam had just gotten back to their hotel after looking for Kevin. "Dean, maybe we should just give up you know? He's nowhere we've looked everywhere for him," Sam said, taking off his coat. Dean looked at him displeased,
"No Sam we're not giving up, when have we ever given up? That's not what the Winchesters do. I'm going to call Cas see if he has anything on where Kevin is," Dean said siting on the bed and kicking off his boots. Sam walked over to his computer and sat down, pushing his hair back
"Dean, you really think he's going to answer you? He's been off radar for the past month just give up already. I don't understand why you keep praying to him," he said shaking his head even though Dean wasn't looking at him.
"You know what man shut up. I pray to him because..." Dean paused, looking for his words.
"Because what? See you don't even know why you pray to him anymore just stop" Sam said tiredly. Dean lowered his head into his hands because Sam was right, Dean didn't know why he even bothered trying to pray to Cas, he never shows up when he does.
"Okay whatever, what are you looking up there," Dean said, getting up from the bed and walking over to Sam's side.
"Well there's been some demon sitings in the area. See look it says here that four unidentified victims were found dead and none of them are connected to each other, and here it says that there's been two more victims found dead with no connection to each other" Sam said.
"So someone's hunting demons well that's great news now we can just sit back and relax," Dean said, clapping his hands together and smiling down at Sam. Sam grinned,
"Dean, one of those demons probably knows where Crowley is and if we find Crowley we'll find the other half of the tablet at least that's a start," Sam said, getting out of his seat. Dean walked over to the fridge, grabbed a beer and placed it on the nightstand beside the bed.
"Yeah well I'm going to go shower so don't touch my beer, and if you go out bring me back some pie," Dean said and walked into the bathroom. He turned on the sink and washed his face. "Hey Sammy, can you bring me two towels," he said, drying his face off with his sleeve. "Uh yeah sure man give me a sec," Sam said, sitting back on the computer. Dean didn't bother to wait for his towels. He took his clothes off and got into the shower.

After he was done he opened the shower drapes and saw two towels sitting on the sink. He got out and whipped off the fog on the mirror. To his surprise Cas was standing right behind him.
"Hello, Dean," he said, looking at Dean's backside.
"Jesus Christ, Cas what, what are you doing popping up behind me like that. Couldn't you wait till I was dressed," Dean said grabbing the towel on the sink and wrapping it around his waist waiting for Cas to move out of his way
"Cas, personal space," he said pushing Cas to one side.
"Right, sorry," he said, looking down at his feet.

Dean walked out of the bathroom and got his clothes on. Sam was out so he took this time to talk to Cas before he zapped away again.
"So, do you want to tell me where you've been the past month, why you haven't been answering my prayers?" Dean said putting his pants on. Cas didn't say anything he just stood there watching, as Dean got dressed. He watched as Dean pulled his shirt over his head, he couldn't help himself. Dean turned around and caught Cas staring at him. He looked at him and Cas looked away.
"Cas, you can't just show up here and not say anything, god I hate you sometimes," He said, lying on the bed. Cas narrowed his eyes and titlted his head over.
"You hate me?" Cas asked concerned. Dean looked over at him and sat up
"No, Cas I don't hate you, don't they teach you sarcasm in heaven?"
"I'm not sure they do," he said looking confused. Dean sighed at put his head in his hands.
"I've been hunting demons," He said proudly, giving Dean a smile. Dean stood up and walked over to him.
"You're the one who's been going around killing everyone? Why didn't you tell us, we could've helped you," Dean said, frustrated at the angel.

At that moment Sam walked in.
"Hey, Dean they were out of pie so I just got you some cake, I hope that's fine man," Sam said putting down the bags beside the table.
"Yeah, Sam no that's not fine, but we've got bigger problems. Look who decided to show up," Dean said pointing at Cas. Sam turned around and at the sight of Cas he almost fell back. He wasn't expecting to see him appear ever again.
"Cas where have you been, we've been worried," he said, walking over to Cas to give him a hug, but Cas ignored him.
"I've been hunting demons, trying to find Crowley and the other half of the tablet. I didn't want to tell you guys because I thought if you didn't know we'd be covering more ground," Cas said, looking at Dean, who wasn't looking at him at all. Sam looked at Dean who was already looking at Sam.
"Well, that's uh, that's good Cas, but you should really start answering Dean's prayers you know he worries—we worry about you a lot," he said, clearing his throat. Dean snapped Sam a look and that made Sam shut up. Dean walked over to Cas and pulled him further away from Sam.
"Look, Cas, from now on you answer my prayers and you come when I call you and when Sam calls you, alright?" he said sternly, making Cas turn red.
"Okay, Dean, I'll answer your prayers when I hear them," he said shyly looking down at his feet.
"And Sam's prayers too," Cas looked up at Dean and nodded
"Yes, and Sam's prayers too,"
Dean turned away and walked toward his bed to lie down, but before he could lay down he turned around and said,
"Oh, and don't go zapping—" but he was too late, Cas had already left without saying a word.

Cas zapped back to heaven where Gabriel was waiting for him.
"So how did it go with Dean," Gabriel said, nudging Cas' side. Cas looked at Gabriel in anger and walked over to a chair to sit down.
"Whoa, Cas, was it that bad, come on I'm sure he didn't react that horribly," Gabriel said.
"I didn't tell him, he was too upset with me not answering his prayers. It didn't seem like the right time," he said, lowering his head. Gabriel sat beside him and patted his back,
"Oh man it's okay, I'm sure he doesn't even like angels, well other than Anna, but I mean it's you Cas" Cas turned and looked at him,
"Are you trying to make me feel worse?" Cas said,
"Well no, no, okay maybe I am, but you see the point here is you have to tell him, you're just hurting yourself if you don't," Gabriel said to him, and walked away. Cas glared at him as he walked away then put his head back in his hands. He didn't know what to do anymore, he couldn't keep avoiding seeing Dean, but he also couldn't keep being around him with all the feelings he has for him.

Back at the motel Dean wouldn't stop talking about how mad he was at Cas.
"I can't stand him sometimes why can't he just answer us when we pray to him," he said. Sam looked at him, sighed and shook his head.
"Dean, you need to relax I know you're mad at him so am I but really ever since he's gotten back he has been a little…broken," Sam said. Dean scoffed,
"He's not broken he's fine, he's just doing what he has to do, okay?" he said, annoyed with his brother.
"Okay, okay I'm sorry," Sam said, clearing his throat.
"Yeah…" Dean said swinging the beer bottle to his lips, "…me too," he said, lying down in Sam's bed.
"Dude, that's my bed," Sam said,

"Really man does it really matter who's bed it is?" Dean snapped, and closed his eyes. Sam closed his laptop and left the room. He stepped outside and closed the door slowly so he wouldn't wake Dean up.
"Hey there Sam, long time no see," Gabriel said, making Sam jump,
"Holy crap, Gabriel," Sam said, walking past him.
"I need to talk to the Dean, you know about yay-high says son of a bitch a lot you know him right," Gab said, grinning up at Sam. Sam looked down at him, tightening his jaw.
"Uh he's sleeping right now just tell me what you have to tell him and I'll tell him for you," Sam said, blocking the angel's path. Gabriel looked at Sam up and down and scoffed,
"You're forgetting I'm an angel," he said, then snapped his fingers and vanished. Sam turned around and walked back into the motel room. He saw Gabriel standing beside Dean with a glass floating over his head.
"Gabriel!" Sam screamed, making the glass fall and break over Dean's head. He didn't wake up. Sam sighed in relief and walked over to Gabriel.
"Okay what do you want," he asked the angel angrily. Gabriel spun around and grinned at Sam.
"Like you don't know what's going on between Cas and Dean," he said. Sam straightened his stance and cleared his throat,
"What do you mean, they're pretty close I get that, I mean they do share a more profound bond," Sam said sitting on the bed behind him. Gabriel sighed and sat beside Sam,
"Right, their profound bond," he said patting Sam on the shoulder then getting up to leave.
"Wait where are you going, we could use your help," Sam said,
"Why don't you ask Cas to help you guys?" He asked. Sam didn't respond, he couldn't say anything because he knew Cas couldn't help them and he knew Gabriel already knew that.

"Right, well if you hear anything about where Crowley is let us know alright?" Sam said. Gabriel nodded, spun around and walked out the door, slamming the door behind him.
"God dammit Sam I'm trying to sleep," Dean yelled from his bed,
"That wasn't me it was Gabriel he just came by to talk to you about Cas," Sam said, turning to face Dean. Dean stretched and got out of bed, walking over to the fridge to get a beer.
"So what did he want to tell me about Cas?" he asked, pulling up a chair to sit at the table.
"Well he didn't really say. He was just talking about how you and Cas are really close," he said, shrugging his shoulders. Dean looked around trying to avoid eye contact with Sam.
"Well yeah we're pretty close I guess, I mean he did pull me out of hell," he said, bringing his drink to his mouth.
"Dean, are you sure that's the only reason why you two are so close?" Sam asked, "Well yeah I mean why else would we be so close?" Dean scoffed. Sam rolled his eyes and grabbed his jacket,
"Okay, whatever we'll talk about this later, lets go find some demons," he said throwing Dean his jacket.