Green. It was all Castiel could see. Green with flecks of gold that seemed to glow in the light. And not just any light, but a deep set flame that seemed to come from deep within. How could such a simple colour have changed him?

"Hey Cas buddy, you ok?" Dean called.

cas blinked up at the hunter. "Yes. My thoughts were simply elsewhere."

"How can they be elsewhere, when that babe is staring at you?" Dean smirked.

In truth, Cas simply had been too focused on Dean's eyes to notice much else. Now glancing around the bar, Cas noticed a busty red-head leering at him.

"Dean, I did not come here to find company. We are here for information."

"Yea, but there's nothing wrong with look..." Dean trailed off as a young business man walked past. The tight fit of his jeans fit his ass well enough to draw the eyes of both women and men. Dean hadn't noticed it yet, but more and more lately he had been staring at more than just girls. Cas had seen him more than once share a secret smile with a man in a way that made his gut rentch.

"Ok so the bartender said that aside from his usual late night drinkers, no one has come in past 11. And Dean, what are you staring at?" Sam had come up behind them. "I don't suppose it could be that lovely young blonde that's been making eyes at the two of you?"

Dean jumped, "Hell no, I was just lost in thought."

Sam raised an eyebrow and smirked "ugh huh, look, if you want to get her number go right ahead. Me and Cas'll just finish this case up without you."

Sam glanced over at Cas, who was once again staring at Dean. When will those two just wake up and realize they belong together, the amount of stairing the men had been doing was killing Sam, ever since the first time he had seen the two together. Even Bobby had made a comment or two, which had been met by the usual "Bite me, Bobby!" or other sarcastic comments.

"Nah, I think I'll just head back to the motel, its kinda getting late." Dean faked a yawn.

"Riiight, well then you go do that and Cas and I'll-"

Cas jerked to his feet, nearly spilling his drink and scaring the shit out of Dean. "Actually, I believe I'll return with Dean, I'm feeling tired as well."

Sam have the two of them jis "You think I don't know what youre doing but I do" bitch face, cause both of the men to blush.

"Shut up bitch, its not like that!"

"Ok Dean just make sure you clean up, I don't want to step in anything funny."

Cas tilted his head to the side, eyes squinting. "I don't think i -"

"Its fine Cas." Dean snapped, glaring at the angel. "It doesn't matter, Sam's just being a dick."

Sam sighed, and watched Dean storm off to the Impala. He had hoped Dean would just give in, but his brother was way too stubborn and in the closet to ever admit his feelings, let alone feelings about a very MALE angel.

"I probably should go make sure he isn't too madl." Cas was still staring after Dean, not even realizing the half wistful, half pained expression he had on his face.

"Cas you ok there buddy?"

Cas jumped, spilling his beer. "Yes Sam, go. I'll find someone to clean this up." With that, he turned and fled almost as quickly as Dean had.

"Those two are going to kill me I swear!" Sam groaned. Grabbing his stuff, he placed a twenty on the bar, hoping it covered the drinks.

"Dude what the hell?" He said when he finally got outside. "You know I was kidding right?" Well mostly, Sam added to himself.

Dean gave him his dont-you-think-i-already-know-that bitch face

"Yea I know you're kidding, but Cas..." Dean trailex off.

Sam chuckled, raising one eyebrow, "Oh so now this is about the angel? Worried he might get jealous and smite your partner?"