Disclaimer: Standard still applies.A/N: This story has been continued due to my head coming up with ideas. So, at the moment, there will be three or four more chapters but I can't guarantee that it won't be picked up again. So, enjoy the chapter.
Before Dean could reply to Cas about him liking peanut butter and his heart wanting the hunter, Lisa seemed to stomp over and glare at him. More than seemed really, she did. Only it was followed by a slap that sounded harsh even to Dean's ears.
"You son of a bitch."
"Hey, why did I get a slap?" Dean asked as he touched the side of his face; sure it was red.
Lisa crossed her arms, "You said that when you saw yourself happy it was with me and Ben."
"Dude," her glare became more severe, "if you hadn't noticed, I didn't kiss him. He kissed me. For all you know you're still the one I want and it isn't Cas."
"Oh don't be such a fool." She said, calming down slightly. Sighing, she ran her hand through her hair, "You know I just want you to be happy and when he showed up, you looked happy to see him. Very happy. I haven't seen you look like that since you got here."
"Okay, but to be fair, my brother-"
She cut him off, "I know. I know. He's in hell. You saved the world." Closing her eyes for a second, she seemed to get her anger back, "Besides all that, he's an angel, isn't that blasphemous?"
"Excuse me, but God told him to follow his heart. I'm sure He knew what He was talking about when He told Cas to do that." He shrugged, "So, He approves."
Lisa rolled her eyes, "So what, you're gay now? Because last time I checked you were very much into women."
"Well, Cas is an angel and it's only his vessel that's a guy." Dean defended weakly. "Okay, fine. Yes. You could say I'm gay now." Throwing his hands up he snorted. "It's not a big deal."
"It is to me! I let you into my life, because I felt we had a connection and-"
Dean interrupted her, "We do have a connection, but face it Lisa. It isn't working out. I've been here two weeks and I'm fairly certain that you are having second thoughts about me living here with you."
"I could live with you, fine." Lisa spat out, "I could easily fall in love with you, looking over all the stuff I'd have to put up with. Does he love you? Does he?"
Opening his mouth for a second before closing it he shrugged, "I'm honestly not sure." As he turned, he asked, "Cas, do you love me?"
Cas looked up, he was bringing a fork to his mouth but he stopped it about a inch away from his face, "Yes Dean." Taking a bite of what was on his fork he continued to eat.
"Is that-?" Lisa started, "Are you eating blueberry Dutch pie with my son?"
Six Minutes Ago
"They're probably going to fight now." The child sighed. "So, you're an angel, huh?"
"I am." Castiel looked at the child, "Do you like peanut butter?"
"Yep." Ben replied, "What kind you got?" When Castiel showed him the container, he made a face. "Creamy? Have you ever had the crunchy kind?"
Tilting his head, Castiel said, "Explain."
"See, they don't smash up all the peanuts and then it's crunchy." He climbed up on the counter before grabbing a jar of peanut butter, "Here. Try it."
Castiel used his spoon and took some out of the jar. It was slightly more difficult than his creamy jar. Putting the spoon in his mouth, the child laughed at the face he made as he chewed it. "It is interesting. May I try another spoonful?"
"Sure."
Upon the second tasting, Castiel nodded his head, "It is not bad. I will probably have both jars in my abode."
"Have you ever had blueberry Dutch pie?" Ben asked, putting his own spoonful of crunchy peanut butter in his mouth.
"I have not. But I believe Dean would like it." He paused, "Dean likes pie."
"Can we go get some?" Ben looked hopeful.
"Tell me where to get it." Castiel stated. Once the child told him where some was located, he 'zapped' himself to go get some. On returning the child had wide eyes and his mouth was open.
"Dude, that was so awesome!" Castiel felt his head tilt as he thought that Ben was much like Dean.
"I have the pie." He set it down on the table.
The child quickly got two forks and started eating the pie. "This is good pie, you've gotta try it."
Taking a small bite Castiel was surprised with the outcome. It was good. Just as the child had said. "We need to make sure we save enough for Dean."
Ben nodded absently, "You talk weird. Like really formal or somethin'."
"You talk like Dean." The child seemed to preen at that sentence.
Then Dean asked Castiel a question. All the while, Castiel was listening to his and Lisa's conversation but he hadn't interfered. Only now Dean wanted to talk to him, to Castiel. "Yes Dean." Making sure the fork made it to his mouth, he chewed and swallowed the bit of pie before getting more.
"Is that-?" Castiel heard Lisa ask hesitantly, "Are you eating blueberry Dutch pie with my son?"
Dean then made a pleasurable noise, "Pie?" He came over and the child slid a fork towards him.
