Authors notes: I do not own Supernatural, and this fiction is not going to stay all that true to the characters, I'm going to try to the best of my ability, but since it has Dean/Cas pairing they need to step into a new mindset. I have borrowed some of the story from another fiction, it inspired to make this one, I hope it isn't all to obvious which one. This fiction os set before season 5. Sorry for the long introduction, lets get started.

Chapter 1

Dean was exhausted to say the least. Sam and him had been on the road for so long now, never getting enough sleep, never slowing down. Sam had just hours before insisted that they needed to take a break. Dean pulled of his worn clothes stained with god knew only what, before stepping into a hot unrelenting spray of water. Blood and dirt mixed with the water, as he stared blindly at his feet, to worn out to really be doing this. He reached for the soap, pushing out a generous amount onto his hands before slowly applying it, massaging his sore muscles and extra careful to the bruises on his torso. He grunted from pain, as he hit a particularly sore spot, relieved it hadn't been any worse. He knew Sam was right, they couldn't continue like this, it would kill them. Provided the angels didn't bring them back. He shook his head shutting of the spray of water. Without thinking he grabbed for the towel, grabbing something else. He looked up startled. The thing he had touched had been Cas' trenchcoat.

"God Cas!" He yelped, trying and failing to cover his private parts. Cas gave him a thoughtful onceover, and the hairs stood in Deans neck, this was way to strange.

"Out now, I'll come in a second" Dean said. Cas said nothing, just frowned and disappeared, leaving Dean shocked and a bit angry. They had heard nothing for a long time, and now this. He felt wired and more than ready to let his frustration out on the angel. He found a towel, dried himself and wrapped it around his waist, preparing himself.

As he came out Cas turned towards him. His eyes blue calm, and he seemed relaxed, something Dean had never seen in his friend before.

"What do you want?" He asked, trying to keep his temper in check. Cas shrugged.

"I just thought I should check in, ask how it goes, isn't it common practice among friends?" He asked. Dean frowned, this wasn't his friends normal behavior.

"All right." He said, motioning for Cas to turn around as he took of his towel. Cas didn't turn around. Uncomfortable Dean took a new pair of boxers on, as Cas continued to stare, not in any way curiously, but still. It was too much.

"It has been too long, but if you just came to say hi, can't you do that tomorrow? We can go out for a beer or something?" Dean tried hard not to blush, putting on a t-shirt just to get some layers between him and Cas' intense gaze.

"Like a .. date?" Cas asked, his voice rasped a bit, making the hairs on neck stand.

"No, not a date." Dean said, looking for the right words.

"Just an appointment, one you have with your friends, when you haven't seen them for a while." Dean explained. Cas nodded, something lurking in his deep blue eyes, like a storm, but he didn't say anything.

"At 8 after dinner, at the pub just by the corner?" Dean asked, when the silence between them had streched enough for him to feel just a tiny bit frustrated. Cas nodded once and disappeared with the sound of fluttering wings. Deans head was way too tired to contemplate his friends mysterious behavior. Even if it was nice to know they could finally meet and plan things, regroup as they could not risk opening Lucifers cage.

Tired Dean finally fell asleep, calmly on his left side, as Cas appeared again.

"I'm sorry about this, but I need to know." he said, lightly touching his friends forehead, finding Dean in a dream about a bar, he smiled lightly at the thought. Without another word he entered it.

Dean sat at the bar smiling at a pretty brunette bartender. He was obviously into her. Her hair was loose, and the soft waves fell all the way to the upper part of a well sculpted bottom in the shortest, tightest skirt Cas had ever seen. He sat down besides his friend, smiling lightly, when Dean noticed him.

"Hey." He said. Dean smiled and gestured for the bartender to pour another drink.

"Dean, I have something I need to discuss with you." Cas said, eying the liquid placed in front of him.

"Yes, of course." Dean answered smiling that charming smile and sending the bartender a naughty look.

"Something is up." Before Dean could interrupt Cas rose a hand.

"Not just with the seals breaking. No Dean, it's something I cannot discuss with the other angels." Deans smile vanished, and Cas frowned. He liked his friend better when he was smiling, even if it was just a front.

"What is it?" Dean asked looking around, like the angels was in the bar with them. Cas swallowed a lump in his throat, finding the words difficult to voice out loud.

"I have these.. feelings." Cas admitted, licking his suddenly dry lips. Angels didn't really feel. Dean knew that.

"What kind of feelings?" Dean asked, leaning towards his angelic friend. Cas nibbled on his bottom lip, looking at Deans full lips.

"Oh, you know.. All of them" He said looking away. Dean would know there was more to it, but these forbidden desires, he wasn't ready to share them. Not even with Dean. Dean laughed shortly, slapping Cas back lightly.

"Nothing wrong with EARTHLY desires." he laughed. Suddenly there were two bartenders. Cas smiled and shook his head. Even in his dreams Dean was selfless, his unconscious mind creating a girl, he deemed appropriate for an angel. That the image was something Cas didn't find interesting was another matter. He looked at the girl, smiling at Deans crappy taste. The girl was blonde, her hair in a long smooth ponytail, her eyes and face innocent, her lips a sparkling glossy, and for most males probably a tempting red. She was in a revealing schoolgirl outfit, the skirt too short to fully cover her but. Cas shrugged, when she licked her lips, while looking at him. Dean leaned forward, whispering something in the brunette bartenders ears, which made her giggle.

"How..What is sex?" Cas finally managed to ask.