Looking outside at the orange sky of the setting sun, Castiel Novak sighed after another long day and tugged his priests dog collar off and threw it to the side as he looked around his empty bedroom.

Forced into a job he never really wanted because of his "sin" was not the life he dreamed off, his father discovered his secret when he was 16 years old and his punishment was to be something he dreaded.

He trained for many years in the church and when he turned 25 years old, he moved to the State of North Dakota and into a little village where he was appointed and hired as the local priest there.

The job he held, the authority, the bible and his teachings forced Castiel to forget his feelings, his sexuality and the fact that he liked men more then women. A gay priest would be frowned upon in so many ways, so he forgot his sexuality and committed himself to his work.

It worked perfectly for 3 years, his mind wandered sometimes when he was doing a service and he caught sight of a handsome man but he took to the bible and pushed it away, terrified as he knew of his sin and how God must be testing him. But the arrival of a certain gentleman took his breath away and he didn't even know his name.

Castiel was lighting the candles when he came in silently and looking around the church in awe. He turned to look at him and was shocked by his male model looks, he saw a good looking face, green eyes and brown hair and his breath was taken away as he looked down and licked his lips nervously.

"May I help you?".

The man jumped startled as his presence. "Oh I'm sorry for interrupting...I'll go".

"No! Er no sorry" he stuttered and mentally kicked himself as he took a deep breath and looked up at him. "Please, what did you want to ask?".

"Nothing really, I came for a look around because my brother lives around here, Sam Winchester?".

Castiel nodded in reply as he looked at him, his lips and eyes.

"Yes, he comes once in a while, why are you here?".

"Escaping my demons" he muttered as he looked around and back to him with a small smile.

"Demons?".

"It don't matter, self problems and shit like that...back home in Kansas I came to church a lot because of certain stuff and since I am moving here, I thought I would get familiar".

Castiel nodded as he listened to him and clasped his hands together.

"Well I'm Castiel Novak, the local priest" he said and held his hand out, Dean blinked and shook it quickly. He felt a tingle as he shook his hand, a feeling flooding his stomach as he looked up at him and removed his hand quickly.

"Well I better get back to my brother, he'll think I'm lost, it was nice to meet you" he said with a smile as he flexed his hand and moved away and out the door. Castiel collapsed against the wooden beam and took a deep comforting breath but flinched as he inhaled his aftershave that lingered in the air.

It hit him a moment later that he never asked his name.

Sitting in bed he removed his reading glasses and put the bible down as he switched the light off and lay back in bed, the loneliness filling him as he chocked back his despair and turned over praying for sleep.

~0~

"It's so good to see you" Dean said as he hugged his younger brother close.

Sam hugged him back tightly and looked at him grinning.

"It's good to have you here Dean".

Dean was moving in with brother as he needed to leave Kansas, to get away from the nightmares and memories at last, Sam was in the University of North Dakota and with loans and funds he was able to rent a little house in the village and was more then pleased for Dean to move in.

"It's small and smells" Dean commented as he moved his stuff in.

"But it has a church you little bible basher!" Sam smirked as Dean raised a finger at him.

"I don't read the bible! I go there and you know why".

Sam's amused face turned serious and he nodded. "Well it's over there, go have a look and meet the priest, he's a nice guy".

Dean walked over and opened the door as he looked in and at the time he didn't notice the priest in the corner lighting candles and jumped startled when he addressed him. He looked at him shocked taking in bright blue eyes, black hair, hint of a stubble on his chin and the priest clothing, he was an attractive man.

He stopped him from leaving and when Dean shook his hand he felt a spark run around him as he looked at the priest in wonder, he looked nervous and couldn't look at him properly and he knew he had to leave him to it and left with a smile as he looked back at him and felt the heat of his eyes on his back.

He walked out of the church feeling light headed and strange, that was a surreal experience.

He looked around the tiny village as children ran up and down screaming and playing, neighbours watching him as he walked up and gossiped with each other.

"Ah you have village gossips" Dean called as he walked in and shut the door.

"Oh I know, you get used to it!" Sam called from the kitchen.

Dean looked around as he admired the self decorating. "Who helped you do this?".

"My neighbour Harriet helped me out" he said and Dean flashed him a look.

"Don't do that! She is in her 40's".

"An older woman, that's my boy" he grinned as Sam gave him his best bitch face and threw a tea towel at him.

"The priest seems nice" he muttered as he looked down.

"Oh yeah, he is but a bit quiet and remote, I think he's slightly depressed".

"Why?".

"I don't know I think maybe loneliness, I mean he has no family, he spends all his time in the church and has no one at home, it's sad and all the ladies want to comfort him but he doesn't accept their help".

Dean nodded slowly as he listened to Sam, it sounded a bit like him at home and he closed his eyes at the flash of memories. He didn't want to think about that no more, it hurt too much.

So he made his choice, he would be there for this stranger and why he didn't know.

The next day as Sam went off to university, Dean headed down to the church.

Castiel was stood at the alter flicking through the bible slowly when the man came in again, he clutched it tightly with one hand as he smiled at him slightly.

"I forgot to tell you my name, it's Dean".

"Dean Winchester I guess?".

He nodded as he walked up the aisle towards him and stopped at the front of the alter.

"Can I help you?".

"Yes, I want to help out in here".

"Excuse me?" Castiel whispered startled.

"You heard, I want to help out...gives me something to do while Sam is studying and I can look for a job, I won't need paying because it's something I want to do" he said and smirked at his shocked face.

"You are interested in the bible?".

"No, it's strange I know believe me I get it a lot but it's childhood memories and things that have happened in my past that made me want to come here, it's like a sanctuary and I want to help you".

"You hardly know me".

He shrugged and leaned against the alter drumming his fingers, Castiel watching them in fascination and then looked at his lips as Dean wet them with his tongue.

"Plenty of time for that, I'm here for the long run father".

"Please call me Castiel".

Dean nodded in approval.

"Like I said, I'm here for a while Cas".

Castiel looked at him in surprise at the sudden nickname but didn't protest as he felt a little flutter in his heart as Dean smiled at him again.

"Very well, you can start here today if you wish, fancy watering flowers?".

Dean scoffed amused as he shrugged at him. "Up for anything".

Castiel smiled a little as he gestured at him to follow him to the back of the church to a cupboard and handed it to him.

"Tap in the little kitchen" he said as he noticed their proximity and how close they were as he looked up to his green eyes and they flashed to his lips.

Dean noticed and gave him a curious look as he took it off him and Castiel moved away swallowing.

"I'll get right to it".

Castiel nodded quickly and closed his eyes breathing slowly, this was now going to be very difficult. He already felt attracted to this new man, this stranger who had come into his life out of nowhere and to work with him everyday would test him to his limits.

Dean filled it up as he wondered over what happened, he seen Castiel's look towards him, he seen his breath quicken and his eyes flicker to his lips, maybe this depressed and quiet priest had a secret of his own. He was going to have a little bit of fun with this if his thoughts were right.

He walked back out and seen Castiel waiting for him.

"I'll get right to it" he breathed into his ear as he passed and watched as Cas breath stilled and he looked at him with intense eyes as Dean smirked to himself and carried on back to church.

Castiel felt his heart clench at his warm breath in his ear, the smell of that aftershave so close to him as desire pooled in his stomach and as Dean walked away he muttered a "Hail Mary" to himself and prayed for forgiveness, he knew this was all going to end badly if his limits were pushed.

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