"Man, the first thing I'm gonna do on this cruise is eat," Dean explained as he and Castiel waited in line to board the ship. Sam had told them there was a case on this particular ship, the NCL Dawn, and that they needed to investigate and get rid of whatever monster it was before more people got hurt. On the last voyage, there were reports of strange apparitions in the background of passengers' professional photos, and one person had been badly injured in the spa. So Dean and Cas were on the case. Meanwhile, Sam was back at the Bunker because he said he wanted to take a break from hunting. After what seemed like five years, they finally got on board, and Dean headed straight for the stairs that would bring him to the food. When he looked back, Cas wasn't there. He sighed irritably when he spotted Cas back by the entrance.
"Come on, Cas. Let's get a move on so I can get a burger already."
"Sorry..." Cas murmured, completely distracted and utterly fascinated by the automatic liquid hand sanitizer dispenser. After Cas waved his hand underneath the sensor another three times, Dean grabbed him by the arm and dragged him towards the staircase. At the bottom step, Cas went to raise his hand to teleport them to the top deck but Dean pushed his arm down.
"No, Cas. No angel mojo here."
"No one will notice, Dean."
"There are cameras everywhere. We have to act completely normal." The hunter and the angel began their climb up the many flights of stairs leading to the top deck of the ship.
"Ah, finally."Dean sighed happily with a plate overflowing with food, including the long awaited burger. He sat down at a round table beside the bay window in the café. Cas too the seat across from him, with no plate or anything. Cas stared out the window at the vast ocean while Dean chowed down everything in front of him.
"They offer healthy foods as well..." Cas suggested. Dean looked up and stared at him, mouth full of burger.
"Cas, don't go there," he said once he'd swallowed.
"I will not go over to the healthy food," Cas obeyed, making Dean smile in amusement at his misunderstanding.
"Alright, let's hit the bar," Dean said after a few minutes, and they left the café and walked across the pool deck. Dean turned his head to follow three female college students' backsides as they crossed the deck in skanky thong bikini bottoms. Dean put his hand on Cas's arm, "but first..." He smoothed his hair back and followed after the girls until he caught up with them poolside. "Hello, any of you like a drink?"
"No thanks, Grampa," one replied, resulting in a group of giggles. Dean made his signature surprised and annoyed face before walking back over to where Cas waited.
"They were too shy..." He said in defense as they climbed up the few steps that led to the poolside bar.
"You are certainly not of such an age to be anyone's grandfather," Cas said to him.
"You heard them.."
"Yes."
"Whatever...I think I can last a week without getting' any tail." The bartender came over to where the hunter and angel sat. "One beer, please." Dean said as he slid his key card across the counter to the short Filipino man. He came back a moment later with the drink and receipt. "Eight bucks? This week is gonna suck," he complained, before lifting the glass cup to his lips and taking a long sip.
"Perhaps we will be too busy with the case for you to spend money on drinks," Cas suggested. Dean gave him a blank stare before finishing his beer.
Dean and Cas returned to their shared cabin on the bottom floor, which for some reason was the 4th floor. Dean flopped down on the bed he chose against the left wall. He laid on his back with both arms behind his head. Cas sat on the edge of the other bed.
"Cas, what are you doing?"
"I do not sleep, if you recall."
"Well, do something. I don't want any Twilight crap going on while I'm sleeping."
"I could watch the television," Cas offered.
"Have fun with that," Dean replied, rolling on his side to face the wall. He was asleep in minutes, and Cas didn't know what to do with himself. He laid back on his bed and studied the Excursion channel on the TV. At some time, his gaze became fixed on Dean's sleeping form. He watched the hunter sleep for a few minutes. Dean looked so comfortable and relaxed. Cas wondered what it would be like to sleep beside him. He wasn't going to attempt to do so, however, because the beds were singles and he wouldn't fit. To avoid his thoughts from getting more intimate, he turned off the TV and quietly left the room.