Summary: AU. Dean and Castiel are lovers, and have to try and survive with their friends and family when a virus breaks out that the experts are calling the Croatoan Virus, which turns people into mindless, flesh-eating zombies. PLEASE REVIEW!

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters.

Characters/Pairings: Dean/Castiel, Girl!Sam/Gabriel, Chuck/Becky, Anna/Crowley, Jo/Lucifer, Bobby, Ellen, Adam, Michael.

A/N: Holy crap, lotsa characters and pairings! Anyway, for my story, Bobby's gonna have a bunker underneath his home with seven separate bedrooms and storage, and living space from the last war, so basically its a huge panic room. Reviews etc. are most welcome! ENJOY! xxxxx

BREAKOUT

-ONE-

Dean held Castiel close as they made love on the night of the breakout. It was their fifteen year anniversary and the twenty-nine year olds were consummating their love, as they did very often. Castiel's knees were bent and pressed against Dean's hips, hands holding the sides of Dean's head gently as they shared passionate kisses and tender gazes while Dean thrusted slowly and deeply. Pressing their foreheads together, the lover's smiled and then Castiel gasped, grimacing through pleasure as Dean hit his prostate. Dean smiled and snapped his hips, Castiel moaning softly at the movement.

"Mmm…" He hummed, "Oh, Dean…Oh, Dean!"

Dean grinned cheekily then and kissed Castiel's lips, breathing a shaky sigh as his partner's hips rose and fell in time with his own. The older man pushed himself up, resting on his hands as he continued to thrust into his lover. Minutes passed when they were in that position, and Castiel's heart began to ache at the loss of Dean's arms around him.

"Hold me…"

With a gentle kiss, a tender gaze and a beautiful smile, Dean went to hold Castiel, and the younger man raised himself from the mattress so Dean could hold him tight. As their foreheads touched again and their lips met in a lingering, loving kiss, they both felt tears burning up in their eyes. Pulling back from the kiss, but keeping their foreheads pressed together, they shared a lasting gaze and Dean looked deep into his lover's eyes.

"Do you love me?" Dean asked, thrusting slowly again.

"I love you." Castiel replied, searching Dean's eyes for reassurance, "Do you love me?"

"I love you." Dean answered, "I love you, Cas…"

Both men shivered as they drew closer to climax. Each time Dean thrusted, and Castiel met his thrusts, they both whispered: "I love you…" to one another and after around fifteen sets of those three words the young men gasped and moaned into one another's shoulders, breathing heavily as they came. Relaxing into one another's arms, the pair came down from their high, their kisses and touches being interrupted by Dean's cell phone ringing.

"Hello?"

"Dean, it's Sam!" A panicked voice cried, "You need to come to Uncle Bobby's!"

"Sammy, what's going on?" Dean asked his baby sister, worried by the tone of her voice.

"This virus has broken out, and they call it the Croatoan Virus." Sam explained, "If you get bitten by the infected, or the blood of the infected gets into your system then you become one of them…"

Dean laughed at first but then Sam started crying.

"Dean, please listen to me!" She sobbed, "Come to Uncle Bobby's please! And load your guns too, and get something blunt and heavy. They die if you destroy the brain."

"Sit tight, Sammy, we're coming." Dean said, recognising the seriousness in his sister's voice, "We love you and we'll be there soon."

"Good, we're all waiting for you."

With that, she hung up.

"Cas, grab some clothes and pack a bag or two at the most." Dean instructed, rushing around and grabbing supplies.

"Dean, what's happening?" Castiel asked, worrying at the shocked state of his lover.

"A virus has broken out, okay?" Dean told him, kissing his lips, "Do not let anyone in this house, don't get bitten and don't get any blood into your system…alright?"

"Dean…" Castiel whimpered, "You're scaring me…"

"Just pack some fucking clothes, Cas! We don't have time for this!" Dean snapped, "You pack our clothes and I'll go get ammo and food."

Ten minutes later, Dean and Castiel were loading Dean's black '67 Chevy Impala, taking it in turns to carry and guard. They made a clear exit from their home and climbed in the car. Dean had no idea that Castiel was crying until he felt his lover's hand on his own and heard that broken, vulnerable voice that only Dean ever got to hear.

"Dean…"

Dean looked at Castiel, realising that he'd really bitten his head off before in the house.

"Oh, baby…" Dean whispered, kissing Castiel's lips tenderly, "I'm sorry I yelled at you. I love you."

"I love you, Dean." Castiel replied, kissing Dean again and embracing him.

As they released each other, Dean started the car and they drove towards Sioux Falls, luckily just one city away. Speeding into the night, Dean just hoped they could get to their family and friends before being attacked by any victims of the virus.

-TBC-

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