Hunting, that was all team free will had been doing these past months. No rest, just hunting down sons of bitches like Dean called them; black eyed sons of bitches. Nothing but stressful nights in dirty ass motel rooms, crappy food and bad T.V.

I had my eyes open once the Sun started peeking on the horizon, claiming the shadowy land the moon had stolen from it some hours ago. I noticed how the undersized dust particles crossed path with the warm sunrays that sliced trough the old gray curtains. As time went by a beam of light managed to reach my eyes. As I felt the comforting heat I started to pay close attention to where I was lying.

Seemingly, I had fallen asleep fully clothed. A pair of well-worn dark jeans, thick socks, a crimson T-shirt and a black and gray un-buttoned denim shirt; the one Sam had given to me as a birthday present. Inside my left pocket, some money and a receipt.

I took a deep breath and gently closed my deadbeat eyes.

The motel room was basically a papered square box. The walls had a faded tone of light green, not to mention the creepy stains it had all over. It also had a solid moldy door and a couple of windows, which had most of its glasses cracked. Doesn't surprise me at all, it would if I paid more money for it. I had seen worse bathrooms than the one we have now, so I guess, it's just fine.

The bed wasn't too bad either, the mattress did whine a lot at night, but at least I had one and it was close to my brother's. It made me feel so much better having him near me, I felt like I could protect him against anything. Especially having my demon blade under the pillow and a flask of holy water under the bed.

Once again I opened my eyes to let them wonder around. Sam was soundly sleeping, in peace, slightly snoring. A little smile started forming at the corner of my mouth; for sure, a nice joke was going to come around once he got up. I grabbed my phone to check what time it was. The screen read 6:02 A.M.

Where could Cas be?

The mere thought of the angel startled me. I knew that deep down I had feelings for him, but I was too proud to accept them.

I can't be distracted by something so childish; I'm a grown man, for God's sake… What's wrong with me?

As I tried to leave those weird thoughts behind me and think of the job, I felt the familiar thrill of Castiel's arrival. I stayed silent and patted the free space of bed beside me to let Cas know I wanted his presence right next to me, shoulder-to-shoulder. He nodded and headed straight to the bed. His warmth was blinding. All of a sudden, the motel room didn't matter; nothing had meaning because he was close to me.

I finally understood the word love.

I placed my head on his shoulder and as I fell asleep, I muttered, "Cas, you idiot, you owe me big time for this…" I found myself dreaming of the life coming after this one. No more demons, no more monsters, just the joy of having my angel and my brother protecting me.