The bar was in full swing when team free will stepped through its doors. The three men quickly found a booth and decided to get some food with their beer. Dean ordered a light beer for Cas hoping that he could handle it. They all knew that it took quite a lot of hard liquor to get Angel Cas drunk. But now that he was human, none of them were sure how much Castiel could consume without passing out. Dean hoped that he could at least finish his beer, otherwise that would just be sad.
"Okay, now don't just suck it all down in one sitting Cas. We aren't sure how you're gonna react to alcohol now that your 100% flesh and bones." Dean said as he set the beer in front of Cas.
"I know Dean." Cas said agitation edging his voice. Dean chuckled at that and picked up his own beer. Cas slowly began to nurse his beer as he nibbled at the French fries that they got to snack on. Dean watched Cas more carefully than he'd like to admit as the night proceeded, he just wanted to make sure that he was okay with the alcohol but also having a good time. At least that's what Dean told himself.
Sam had insisted that Castiel try karaoke, which was probably the best thing to happen on Earth in a long time, at least according to Dean. Cas had stood up on stage with a microphone in one hand and a half drank beer in the other. He squinted at the screen and read the words as the music played. Dean cracked up. Cas had no idea how the song was supposed to go and had no idea how to sing it, which made everything funnier as he spoke the words in time with the beat. Occasionally Cas would look over to Dean for help or approval in which Dean would take a deep breath and stop laughing long enough to give Castiel a thumbs up and a big grin. When Cas was done he came back to the booth with cheeks as red as fire trucks.
"That was quite unusual. I wish to never do it again, if at all possible." Cas said to Dean as the hunter patted Cas on the back in congratulations. Dean let his hand linger on Cas' back a few moments more than necessary before removing his hand and digging into the fries before him. Castiel didn't say anything, but he silently wished that Dean had left his hand on him, if not for just a few moments longer. Dean's touch somehow comforted Cas very much and made him forget about his embarrassment. Sam was still chuckling as he looked around the bar.
"Well Cas, I think the ladies liked it." He said as he took a drink.
"What?" Cas and Dean said in an unintentional unison. Sam glanced between the two, caught off guard for a second.
"Uh, well I was just noticing all the girls in here are now staring at Cas like he's some kind of consolation prize." Sam said as he motioned around the bar with his glass. As Dean and Cas turned around in their seats, Sam's observation proved correct as most of the young ladies in the establishment were now staring at their booth like it was made of gold or something.
"Huh, would you look at that." Dean said under his breath. Castiel leaned forward next to Dean's ear.
"I don't understand what this means." He said quietly.
"It means, that this is could be your sequel to the brothel." Sam smiled. Dean shot a glare at him, which he wasn't trying to do, it just kind of happened.
"I thought you were against Cas getting with girls and committing sins and… stuff." Dean snapped.
"Well yeah, I was when he was an angel. But he's human now Dean. He doesn't have to worry about all that now. He can do what he wants. " Sam replied biting into a french fry.
"Cas you don't have to do anything. Sasquatch over here is just trying to live vicariously through you or some shit." Dean said but Cas turned to look at Dean with intrigued eyes.
"Somehow I'm not as scared this time. Maybe it's part of becoming human, but I am rather excited. I would like to talk to one of these young ladies." Cas said with the smallest of smiles sneaking onto his features. Cas thought that it would make Dean happy if he could try and be happy. That way Dean wouldn't worry so much about it. And Dean always seemed fairly happy when surrounded by beautiful women, so that must be a part of it.
"That's the spirit Cas! Come on, that red head at the bar was staring at you even before you went on stage. Let's go say hi." Sam said as he gets up and tugs on Cas' trench coat. Despite becoming human, that was one article of clothing Cas rarely took off. It was almost like a security blanket of sorts.
Dean watches with hard eyes as Sam pulls Cas over to the bar and plops the man on a bar stool right next to a lovely red headed woman who blushed as she looked up into Cas' big, blue eyes. Dean frowned.
"Of course you're gonna blush when you stare at those things, they're like giant pools of water." Dean muttered to himself as he continued to watch them. He couldn't really hear what they were saying, but he sort of good at reading lips and figured Sam was really laying it on thick.
"Hey there. I'm Sam and this here is my friend Cas. He's from…out of town and he's a bit shy. He just wanted to come and say hello to you." Sam says as he stands off to the side, next to Cas.
"Oh, well hi. I'm Amelia." The woman stuck out her hand. Cas cautiously took it and shook gently.
"Hello." Castiel replied.
"So what brings you here Cas?" Said the woman.
"Dean says we're here blowing off steam." Cas replied.
"Dean?" She asks.
"Oh, he's my brother. Actually, I should get back over to him. Cas how about you stay here and chat with Amelia a bit." Sam said patted Cas on the back.
"Yes, of course Sam." Cas replied as he watched Sam leave. Cas felt a bit nervous talking to this woman, but he had to push on if he wanted to make Dean stop worrying about him and have a good time. Unknown to Castiel, this whole situation was actually causing more stress for Dean. More stress than he had felt even in the last few months, and he wasn't sure why. Maybe Cas is over there and is completely bored out of his mind. OR what if she's a demon who was sent here to spy on Cas. OR- Dean's thoughts just got more distressed and ludicrous from there on. As he sat with Sam he continuously kept glancing over at the bar to watch Cas and the woman that Sam said was named Amelia. Amelia was very beautiful, but Dean didn't let that fool him. He was convinced that she was no good for Cas, although he wouldn't tell Sam that.
"You jealous?" Sam chuckled as he started his 4th beer. Dean's head snapped to look at Sam, his eyes wide.
"What?" He choked out.
"You know, Cas getting all that attention from a hot girl. You're not jealous of him are you?" Sam teased. For some reason Dean sighed in what seemed to be, relief.
"Yeah, don't count on it." Dean chuckled, and he was serious. He really wasn't jealous of the red head named Amelia, she was good-looking but nothing special.
Two more rounds later and Dean started to feel a bit dizzy but he still kept a very close eye on Castiel and the red head, whose name has slipped his mind.
"Why is he still talkin' to her?" Dean grumbled, his words a bit garbled by the alcohol.
"Who? Cas? Leave him be, he seems to be really hitting it off with her. Hey, he might even get lucky tonight." Sam chuckled. Dean scowled at that thought.
"Dean seriously, he's fine. Just lighten up, okay?" Sam said as he stood up.
"I got to go to the bathroom. I'll be right back."
Dean barely noticed as Sam passed in front of his view of Cas and headed toward the men's room. Why am I obsessing over this? Why can't I just let well enough alone? Dean thought to himself suddenly. Dean slowly began to turn away to face the cute waitress with the nametag "Jenny" that had just came up when he saw it. He had almost completely looked away from Cas but then he saw the movement of that fiery red hair and his head snapped back to watch as Amelia leaned in toward as and kissed him gently on the mouth. Dean's jaw hit the floor and then kept going all the way to hell. Poor Cas must be scared out of his mind, he must be freaking out, he must be…
"Kissing her back?!" Dean growled out loud. His voice was loud and intimidating enough for Jenny, the cute waitress jumps back a few feet with wide eyes.
Sure enough Cas had brought his hands up to cup Amelia's face and he proceeded to kiss her back. After a moment, they parted and Cas smiled. That's when Dean kind of lost it. He stood up, without tearing his eyes from the couple at the bar, and slammed a wad of cash on the counter. Still staring at Cas and Amelia he spoke to the waitress who still bravely stood next to the fuming young man.
"Tell my brother that we went back to the batcave." He said through clenched teeth, and with that he stalked off toward Castiel at the bar.