Leaning onto the impala's door Sam crossed his arms with a smirk spread across his face. The wind rustled the leaves that had fallen to the ground surrounding their feet. Castiel was sitting in the car quietly waiting for the boys.

"So, you WEREsnuggling with Cas..?" Sam proceeded to ask with a smile.

Dean had his hands stuffed in his pockets. His hands squirming with nervousness. If his brother was with him, and castile was going to be hunting with them he might as well tell the fucking truth. Swallowing the rock in his throat, Dean licked his dry lips and proceeded to open his mouth for speech.

"Uh, Sam…"

"No. No. Forget it Dean. I knew you two had the hots for each other."

"Wait, what?" Dean looked up with a turned brow. What the hell? How the heck did his brother know about it. Pausing he shifted on his knees. "So, it was that obvious?"

"Psh! Of course it was. The way you guys act around each other is a dead give away at best."

"Then why the hell ask!?" Dean fumed. Sam backed away abit with his hands spread up.

Wow, usually he had a knack for keeping secrets well but I guess when it came to that quirky, stubble chin Cas there was nothing holding it in the dark. Chuckling Dean scratched his arm.

"Well…what happened to Peter?"

He generally didn't know. But maybe since it had been him and Cas doing it instead of a couple who were straight, he didn't know. Peter had died with a desire for gay love. It sounded pathetic really, but what would that define him as. Pathetic? He had a sliver of sympathy for that kid. It wasn't his fault he liked dick instead of….well, instead of boobs.

"Maybe he got closer?"

Sam sighed and wagged his head, causing his brown hair to sway.

"Man, I have no clue. All I know is today I got violated by a ghost, trapped, and used for sick fantasies… I just seriously want to leave right now." He scuffed.

Patting him on the back Dean laughed. "Totally using that against you, man."

Smirking back Sam huffed back. "Oh, and what about you and Cas? Looks like you do swing that way."

Pushing him to the other side of the car Sam made a squishy face just to piss Dean off more.

"Are you gonna snuggle him up again? And whisper sweet nothings into his ear?"

"Shut the hell up Sammy. Or your gonna wake up with a lugie on your face."

Laughing Sam got into the car and taunted him more till they starting arguing. Cas just sat in the rear of the impala making side comments all the way back to the bunker. But he liked being with them. Those Winchester boys who always stuck together threw thick and thin no matter what was thrown their way. He smiled towards Dean as Sam was poking his face and Dean advance to smacking him like some girl. Castiel liked being family to them. Whispering quietly he layed on the window, watching the trees pass with greens and browns.

"I think I'm going to like it here…"