Dean heard the roar of the Impalas engine and then the motor cut off. He pulled away from Cas and pushed his half naked body towards the bathroom, throwing a pair of pants and a t-shirt at him through the door.
Dean could hear the Impala's door close and Sam walking towards the door. He threw himself down on one of the beds and I covered his bulge with a pillow, flicking on the TV, trying to seem like he hadn't moved since Sam left.
Cas came out of the bathroom in his new clothes at the same time as Sam opened the door, burgers in hand.
"Let's eat." Sam said, throwing the keys to the Impala at Dean and the burgers on the small table of the hotel kitchen. Dean peeked under the pillow to make sure his bulge had gone down enough to be unnoticeable, then got up and grabbed 3 beers out of the fridge.
Dean and Cas stayed away from each other for the rest of the night while they did research and ate. Dean ended up drunk, passed out on the pull out couch, leaving Cas and Sam the two twin beds.
The next morning Dean woke to what he assumed were Cas' lips pressed to his, and for a split second he forgot about Sam and kissed him back. He loved the feeling of Cas' lips on his, of his sweet breath in his mouth.
But then reality hit him once again and he remember Sam. He pushed Cas back as nicely as he could and looked around. He wasn't in bed or the bathroom. Sam wasn't there.
"He went to get breakfast." Cas said, obviously knowing what Dean was freaking out about.
"Oh."
"Why do you care so much about what Sam thinks? He loves you, he would be happy for you no matter what." Cas stated. Dean knew that was true, but at the same time, he knew Sam would be freaked.
"Sammy has gone his whole life seeing me a certain way. I'm his big brother who drinks too much and chases after girls. If I just came out and told him I have feelings for a guy he would look at me differently." Saying it out loud made Dean believe it even more. Sam wouldn't be able to handle thinking his brother liked a guy. The worst part is that Cas isn't just a guy. He's an angel in some poor guys meet suit.
"Cas, what happened to Jimmy?" He knew it was an odd question to ask right then, but Cas seemed to understand why he was asking.
"Jimmy chose to go to heaven and let me take over his body completely."
"When?" How long had it just been Cas in there?
"Not long after he became my vessel. It was hard for him to stay that way. A soul isn't meant to be trapped Dean, it's meant to be free. By leaving his body and going to heaven his soul became free again." Cas explained, obviously hoping it would put Dean at ease about being physical with him.
Sam came back with food and supplies that they would need for the hunt. While they ate, Dean contemplated what Cas had said. Jimmy was gone and it was just Cas in there. Obviously that wasn't what Cas looked like, but that would always be Cas to him. He could never imagine Cas with another vessel.
Dean had never let his feelings be known to Cas simply because he felt weird finding him attractive when it wasn't really him. But knowing that it was Cas in there and only Cas changed everything. Obviously Cas knew how Dean felt though due to their make out session the day before.
They had finished eating and Cas went to do recon on where they believed the rogue angel was hiding out. While Cas was gone, Sam and Dean loaded their gear into the Impala and waiting for the go ahead from Cas.
An hour later Dean got a call from Cas who seemed all business. There wasn't the hint of anything in his voice, all he said was it's time and then hung up. Usually Dean wouldn't have been too concerned except for the fact that since they had kissed Cas was acting more open with him, less serious. It worried Dean to hear Cas going back to being just a serious angel.
The boys headed to the abandoned warehouse where the rogue angel was held up and met Cas outside.
"She isn't here. Set the trap of holy oil and hide." Cas stayed outside on watch while the boys made a ring of holy oil to trap the bitch in, then hid behind some old crates that had been left behind.
Within minutes she was back, flying right into the ring of holy oil. Sam didn't hesitate. He lit the holy oil, trapping the angel in a ring of holy fire.
"You have a lot of explaining to do. Like why the hell have you been killing people?" Sam asked, waving Cas inside the warehouse.
Dean noticed how reluctant Cas seemed to come in and face the angel.
"Castiel." The angel said.
"Israfil." Cas wouldn't look at her, it was almost like it was too painful for him.
"Wait," Sam began to say. "Israfil is in the angle of judgment day?" Dean, not being the nerd that Sam was, had no idea what that meant.
"Yes." Said the angel, Israfil smugly. "And you wanted to know why I'm killing people? It's simple. As the angel of judgment day, it was my job to announce to the world and the heavens that the apocalypse was upon us. But because of you three and that stupid old drunk, I lost my chance, rendering me useless."
The boys didn't see what the big deal was. So she was supposed to announce the apocalypse? Woo fucking hoo.
"Do you know what it is to be an angel with a specific purpose? Knowing that you were created for one reason and then having two idiots mess everything up for you? I may as well have had my grace ripped out of my chest. But Raphael gave me a new purpose."
Dean started at the name. Raphael. Of course he was behind this; they should have seen it coming. So not only did they have a serial killer, they also had a sadistic son of a bitch calling all the shots. The boys both turned to Cas at a loss.
"So what do we do now?" Sam asked.
Castiel just stood there, not sure what to do or say. Without a word he just walked out, leaving the boys and Israfil standing there not knowing what the hell they were supposed to do.
"Ugh." Dean huffed and went running after Cas, feeling like it was his responsibility to make sure the angel was okay. After all it was Dean that had made out with him, not Sam. It was Dean that he had this "profound bond" with.
"Um Cas, we really need to deal with this bitch if you don't mind. I mean, I know she's your sister or whatever, but she's still killing people for Raphael." Dean walked towards Cas so that he was right in front of him and he could see his eyes starting to water.
"Cas hey, what's going on with you?" Dean felt the overwhelming need to comfort Cas, but he wasn't sure if Sam was watching.
"Israfil is more than a…sister." Cas said reluctantly.
"Meaning?" Dean didn't mean for his chest to tighten and his breath to come quicker, he couldn't help it.
"Many years ago, we were sent on a mission to earth together, and we became close." Cas half explained.
"You fucked her?"
"No Dean. Why is everything about sex with you? You can be close to someone without being physically intimate with them. I know that's never been your experience though." Cas sounded almost…mad? Like he hated that Dean had had sex with a few people. Okay, it had been more than a few, but that's just who Dean was. He didn't get close to people unless being close meant being in them.
"I'm sorry Cas, I just never knew you had been with anyone before." It was weird to think of Cas dating. I mean, Cas wasn't really the dating type, which is actually one of the reasons Dean liked him so much; Dean wasn't the dating type either.
"I wasn't so much with her as it was we were just really close. Angels usually don't date. Not unless they've gone rogue." Dean thought about that for a minute. Cas wasn't in heaven doing heavenly things like a good little angel, but he hadn't completely lost faith and fallen either. Did that mean Cas couldn't date anyone? It hurt Dean's heart to think that he had finally let Cas know somewhat how he feels and he couldn't do anything about it. What was the point of letting Castiel know if it wasn't going to lead anywhere?
"Let's just get this over with." Castiel said, walking back into the warehouse. Dean followed him in and saw Sam standing there with a "what the fuck is going on" look on his face. Dean just shook his head, letting him know he'd tell him later.
"Don't worry Dean, what Castiel and I had was no big deal. You have nothing to be jealous about." Dean didn't even acknowledge the bitch or how she knew what was going on with him and Cas.
"Jealous?" Sam laughed. Of course Sam would have to say something about it, he just didn't know when to leave well enough alone.
"So you haven't told your brother? See, the thing is, angels can see each other's minds and memories. So all those feelings he has for you, all the times he thinks about you, all those secret thoughts, the fantasizing, I can see it all. Every last thing he's ever thought about you." Dean cringed. "I can also see all those kisses he keeps thinking about. Your lips on his. Remember Dean?"
Of course he remembered. How the hell could he forget? But Sam had no idea what had been going on with his brother and Cas. He didn't know anything out of the ordinary was going on; especially not that his brother was falling in love with an angel.
