Good morning Sam.
"Hello Cas," I said my eyes locking on the roof.
What are you and Dean doing today?
"We're supposed to go get furniture for the living room," I said sighing, "But you know how Dean is. So I'll probably be going alone."
Would you like some company?
"Could you?" I said getting excited.
It had been almost a week since Cas and I had last seen each other. Everyday we had been talking, but it wasn't the same now that I had seen him. I wished I had him in my arms again.
Yes, I can come and see you.
"Great," I said sitting up, "When will you be down?"
"Now," Cas said from behind me.
Turning around I looked at Cas and smiled happily. He looked the same as when I last saw him, but something in his eyes had changed. Something that I wanted to get to know.
"Hey," I said breathlessly.
Every time I saw Cas it felt like my heart had stopped completely and I couldn't breathe. I placed my hand on Cas's cheek and shivered as I felt his heat flow through my fingertips.
All I wanted was these feelings to never end. I never wanted to stop feeling like I could take on the world and not care if it ended as long as I was with Cas. Somehow it was okay when I was with him.
He was the only person that I didn't feel like I let down when I was around. No matter how much I cared about Dean I had let him down without even meaning to most of the time.
"Sam," Cas said knocking me out of my thoughts, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," I said smiling, "I'm just thinking too much."
"Alright," he said nodding, "Shall we go?"
"Cas," I said looking down at myself, "Can I get dressed first?"
"Oh," he said looking at me too.
Smiling at Cas I stepped closer to him and kissed his lips softly. Cas placed a hand on my lower back and pressed closer to me. It felt like my head was spinning and I loved every moment of it.
"Sammy," Dean said opening the door, "Oh, sorry."
"It's okay," I said pulling away from Cas, "What's up?"
"I'm not going to be able to go shopping today," he said smirking, "I guess that's not going to be a problem though."
"No," I said rolling my eyes, "Cas is going to come with me. You just have to deal with what we get."
"Why not just send a picture of the furniture on your phone?" he asked cocking his eyebrow.
"Because that's no fun," I said laughing, "You'll just have to deal."
Dean glared at me slightly before leaving my room. I turned back to Cas and saw him staring at me while smiling. He had such a peaceful look on his face that I didn't want to ruin it.
I took Cas's hand and lead him to my bed. Laying down I wrapped my arms around his waist and brought him closer to me. He rested his head on my shoulder and looked up at me.
My hand seemed to move on it's own as I brushed his hair from his face. He was so beautiful. I couldn't believe how lucky I had gotten having him protect me from myself all these years.
"I thought we were going shopping," Cas said slightly confused.
"We are," I said locking my eyes with his.
"We're laying on your bed," he said softly.
"I know," I said nodding.
"Then we are not shopping?" he asked cocking an eyebrow.
"We will," I said calmly, "In a while. I want to feel you in my arms for as long as I can."
"Okay," he said closing his eyes.
I smiled softly and placed a kiss to the top of his hair before shutting mine as well. Taking a few deep breaths I relished in the fact that I was completely surrounded by Cas. His scent and his heat had filled me to the rim.
Hearing a soft sigh I opened my eyes and looked down at Cas. He was staring at me with love and trust in his eyes. I opened my mouth to say something, but I was stopped by his lips linking with mine.
A soft moan slipped from between mine as he pressed so close to me that there was no room left. I placed my hands on his hips and pulled him so he was laying on me completely.
"Hey guys," Dean said opening the door again, "Wow, didn't need to see that."
"Then knock," I said glaring at him.
"I'll keep that in consideration," he said smirking, "I'm ordering pizza. Was wondering if you were going to be here for that."
"Cas," I said carding a hand through his hair, "What do you think?"
"You are hungry," Cas said placing a hand on my stomach, "We'll stay so you can eat."
"Okay," I said nodding, "Be down in a sec."
"Sure," Dean said laughing.
Dean left my room laughing his head off. I was tempted to throw a pillow at him, but I was too content with having Cas in my arms to care. I didn't want him to move away from me yet.
"Sam," Cas said softly, "You must get dressed now."
"Okay," I said sighing.
Cas climbed off of me and let me get up. Once I was up he sat back on the bed and waited. I smiled at him before going to my closet and taking out some clothes from within.
It was weird to not be staying in a motel, but I loved it at the same time. Living here wasn't the apple pie life that I had thought I wanted, but I did have everything I needed.
Dean was in the living room probably watching television or cleaning our weapons. Cas was sitting on my bed watching me get dressed. I had my family with me and it was exactly what I needed.
Once I was completely dressed I offered Cas my hand and pulled him up. With our hands linked together we walked from my room to the living room. Where Dean was cleaning some guns.
"Hey Sammy," Dean said smirking, "I see you and Cas stopped groping long enough for you to get dressed."
"Yeah," I said nodding, "Anyway, needed a change of scenery."
Dean gave me a confused look as I said that. Smirking I grabbed Cas's coat and drug him closer to me. I pressed my lips to his and let them mold together until I heard Dean clear his throat.
"Okay," Dean said loudly, "I get it."
Pulling away from Cas I grinned happily at Dean and sat down on the couch. Cas sat next to me and took my hand in his again. I moved around until I was facing him and started to play with his hand.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw Dean smile ever so slightly. I knew that he was happy that I had finally found someone like Cas. Cas was good for me. I wanted to make him happy and proud.
A knock on the door signaled Dean to put the gun down and get up. He went to the door, but when he got back he wasn't holding the pizza like I expected. Instead Bobby was standing next to him.
"Bobby," I said surprised, "What are you doing here?"
"Got a message from Dean," Bobby said sitting down in a chair, "Said we needed to talk."
I stared at Dean with wide eyes and wondered exactly what he had told Bobby. Dean calmly looked back at me and let out a sigh. I had thought that it was over now, but I guess I was wrong.
"I don't know what Dean's been telling you Bobby," I said dropping Cas's hand, "But…"
"So you're not hurting yourself?" Bobby said cutting me off, "Because with how Dean was talking this conversation should have happened years ago."
I opened my mouth to argue back, but I knew that I couldn't. This should have happened years ago and I couldn't blame them for doing everything in their power to make sure it wouldn't happen again.
Standing up I started to pace the room. I made sure that I wasn't looking at anyone as I started to go through all the years of self-abuse I did. It wasn't that I expected it all to go away once Cas was back, but I did hope to have a rest before talking about it again.
"Okay," I said softly, "What do you want to know?"
"Everything," Dean said calmly.
"Sit down," I said shaking my head, "This is going to take a long time."
"Yeah," Bobby said crossing his arms.
"Umm," I said looking around, "I don't know where to start. Just ask some questions and I'll answer them the best I can."
"Sure," Bobby said nodding.
"Let me get some beers first," Dean said going to the kitchen.