What Do I Do To You

Well, this is kinda a preview chapter, It will get better, I think. Anywho, enjoy the little preview, and I hope to see you in chapter 2! Once again, I own nothing.

Sam had been back for a year, maybe more. Okay more than a year, maybe a year and a half. Either way, he felt it was time that he saw Dean. Cas had pulled Sam out of the pit the same day he fell in. Thats what Cas did, anything to help the troubled Winchesters. But what had Cas gotten from it? Well, he ended up promising Sam that he wouldn't take him to Dean, or Dean to Sam. That was the last Sam had seen of Cas.

But back to the current situation. Sam was going to get Dean, and they were gonna go hunting again, just like the good old times. Why? Because Sam decided he didn't really like the apple-pie life. And so that was how Sam found himself on Lisa's doorstep with the one question that would bring them back together.

"Hi, is Dean here?" He asked Lisa, fully intent on making this a happy experience.

"No, im afraid he's not." She replied softly. This put Sam off, maybe Dean was working? Well, if that was the case, "Who are you?" of course she was sceptical.

"Sam, his brother. Do you know what time he will be back?"

"No, I don't even know if he'll come back."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, im afraid you've missed him by a couple of months."

"I don't get it."

"He left a few months ago, I dunno, some guy just showed up a while after Dean arrived, and then he kept visiting, and one day, Dean just left with him."

"What?"

"You know, the whole, 'im sorry, but I cant do this', and then run off with someone else. The great excuse. But he's welcome anytime, tell him that if you find him. Him and his friend."

"Uh, yeah, sure. Um, do you know where they went?"

"No, im sorry, they just got in the impala and drove off"

"Do you know what the other guy looked like?"

"Why?"

"I might know him, and it might help me find them."

"Yeah, uh, he was just shorter that Dean, had really dark brown hair, blue eyes, really cute. Didn't ask for much, was kinda weird, but thats about it, they mostly kept to themselves."

"Okay, thanks." Sam finished and quickly hopped into his car, driving off to find a motel where he could begin his search.

Meanwhile... Somewhere a long way away...

Dean sat in the bar, (Well thats new) and so far had drunk nothing, however, he was well on his way to ordering his first drink of the night. Him and Cas had just finished a hunt and were bunking down again. They hadn't left this town in a while, it was kinda their home now, and they bunked with multiple people, knew most of the town and even had day jobs for when they weren't hunting. It was the best apple-pie life he could live with. And the local females weren't that bad either.

Cas and Dean were sitting down with Paul, the guy that they had recently saved from a nasty poltergeist. It wasn't too hard with Cas around, although his abilities were drained. So yeah, god had brought them all back and what not, but it didn't stop them from draining away. Currently, and this situation hadn't changed for a while, Cas was super everything, like strong and fast, and could even zap around if he felt the need, but it took a lot of his battery, and needed to recharge it, so he left the zapping to a minimum, only to be used in life or death situations. He also had telekinesis, but demon killing and a few other things were out.

So, anyway, they thought they deserved a few good drinks, or shots, as Dean had so lovingly decided. They started of with some no-name shot, but ended up with the octopus, the strongest shot they could get. And after a few of them, you can imagine how, well, happy they felt. Paul, however, was mostly sober, as he decided to call it quits early.

Cas was smashed, as was Dean, and every time they order new shots, Cas would scull the lot of them, coz he knew Dean would be falling over soon.

Dean, in his state, decided that they needed to win some cash, so they made their way over to the pool table. And won, and won and won and won, because, no matter where Cas hit the ball, it would go in. And on Deans turn, Cas would use just a bit of his mojo to persuade the ball into the pocket. But just a little.

Dean had left the bar a while ago, as had Paul, but Castiel sat at the bar, taking shots, playing darts, cards and pool, and generally enjoying the night life. He still didn't have to sleep everyday, but 48 hours was the most he could last. Countless girls flirted with him, and one had even just walked up to him and started eating his face off, to which Castiel complied, leaning in heavily, until the kiss was broken and he was challenged to another game of darts. He really hadn't meant to kiss the girl, and he wouldn't have, if not for the alcohol. After that game of darts he ambled back to the apartment.

He walked through the streets without any worry whatsoever. That was until some shady guy started following him, and honestly, he just didn't have time for this guy, he had a photo shoot in the morning - being Dean and His profession whilst they lived in the town. Somehow Cas managed to take the long way home, which involved a bit of backtracking, proving that this guy was indeed following him.

Cas was ready when the man grabbed his shoulders and swung him around, fully intending to punch the smaller man in the face. Cas quickly countered it and shrugged the man off, before continuing on his way, but, men were always pigheaded. The next time the man swung at Cas, Castiel slammed him into the ground and pinned his arms behind his back in a painful hold. He leant down and growled threateningly into his ear to leave him alone. The rest of the walk went uninterrupted.

So, the next chapter will feature the photo shoot, and a few of Deans stronger feelings towards our current resident hot angel.