Dean sat on the beg cleaning the guns as he looked over at Sam, who was looked over at the clock hanging on the motel wall for the third time since they got there.

Ok Sam, what's going on? Dean said as he put down the gun he was cleaning and walked up to where his brother was sitting on the table, next to his laptop.

What, Nothing..

Dean gave his brother one of those looks that said "Are you really gonna lie to me?"

What haven't you told me, Sam?

Nothing, Dean, I swear.

There was a flicker of wings and Dean turned around to find Castiel standing behind him.

"You called me?" Castiel said looking at Sam.

"You called him, yeah sure there's nothing going on."

"I'm sorry for lying to you Dean but I figured Cas has wings so he could take you flying, Sam said half heartedly."

"What do you mean flying, Sam what did you do?"

"It's for your own good Dean; you need to get over this fear of flying."

"No. No way, you can't make me." Dean said crossing his arms.

"Cas." Sam said looking at the angel and giving him a signal that said "do it now"

"I'm sorry Dean." the angel said as he placed a finger on Dean's forehead and with a blink of an eye Dean was transported to the motel roof.

Before Dean could do or say anything Cas took him in his arms and Dean was clenching onto Castiel trench coat with his eyes closed tight.

"It's alright Dean I won't let you fall" Cas reassured him.

"You son of a bitch!" Dean screamed but slowly opened his eyes as he began to relax in Castiels arms and was stunned by the glorious black wings that belong to Castiel.

As Castiel flew them past houses and tress Dean couldn't take his eyes of how beautiful Castiels wings looked as the moon illuminated them.

Dean looked at Castiels arms as he held him tight and close to his chest and Castiel looked stunning and Dean swallowed hard as he began to think of his angel as sexy.

Dean then looked at Castiels face as he concentrated on flying them and Dean found himself looking at the angels deep eyes and how beautiful they where and how much he wanted to kiss the angels lips at that moment.

"Are you still scared of flying, Dean?" Castiel asked making Dean snap out of his trance of staring at the angel's eyes.

Dean cleared his throat and tried to get his manly hood back because he really did feel like Louise lane in superman's arms. The only difference was that his superman was an angel and his best friend.

"I think I'm ok now." Dean said as Castiel headed back to the motel's roof and Dean continued getting lost in his eyes.