Just in time for a wedding

By

Ava Brett

Disclaimer

None of the characters mentioned in the below work of fiction belong to me in any shape or form. I am merely using them for my own entertainment purposes.

Author Note

Here's chapter two.

I'm not planning on any major angst in this story so if that's what you want you might want to look at one of my other stories instead. I just wanted to write a story which was cute and fluffy but damn hot in places as well.

It's like my mini treat to myself to make up for all the angst and drama I have to write in my other stories so yay!

Overall Summary

All Dean wants to do is enjoy his two week holiday, get his best man speech right at his brother's wedding and keep that same brother sane before his head explodes from the stress. However it appears that the bride's brother Castiel has other plans for him…

Chapter Summary

Dean and Castiel meet…

Overall Romance

Castiel Novak / Dean Winchester and Sam Winchester / Anna Milton

Chapter Romance

Hints of Castiel Novak / Dean Winchester

Chapter Two

Coffee stop

Dean tightened the grip he had on his hand luggage, looking around him as he entered the main airport. He was going to kill his baby brother with his own bare hands. Why the hell couldn't Sam have gotten married in South Dakota where they had spent most of their lives? Why did he have to decide that California was the place he wanted to tie the knot forcing Dean onto a plane?

Dean hated flying with a passion. He should have ignored Sam's whiny pleading voice and followed his own instincts, driving down to California in his baby just like he had originally planned to when Sam first informed him of where the wedding was going to be. God knows why he had given in and agreed that flying would be quicker meaning he would have more time to spend with Sam before his big day. Clearly he must have suffered a moment of insanity or some sort of mental breakdown because it was the only explanation which Dean could come up with to explain his actions.

What he really needed was a quick stiff drink to help settle his frayed nerves but he knew that was out of the question. Sam was counting on him to be at his best and that was certainly not with alcohol moving through his veins. He would have to make do with a coffee instead once his ride to Sam's house actually arrived to pick him up.

Dean frowned looking around him again. He should have asked Sam for a description of Anna's brother so he at least had some sort of idea of who he was looking for in the crowd. Was he blond? Dark haired? A red head like Anna was? Was he older or younger then her? He breathed out nosily, eyes still searching with an increased feeling of unease settling in the pit of his stomach.

He couldn't see anyone holding up anything with his name written on it nor was anyone acting like they were looking for him.

Jesus what if the dude was late or he had forgotten that he was meant to be picking Dean up today? It was a possibility after all, Dean knew from having to endure other weddings that the people involved tended to become stressful and unreasonable in their demands not to mention forgetful. If the brother actually had a large part of place in the wedding then Dean supposed his lateness was understandable. It still wouldn't stop him wanting to kick his ass if and when he finally appeared.

Giving it up as a lost cause, Dean slipped through the remaining crowd, his attention fixed on the coffee shop behind them with an almost hungry look on his face. He could almost taste the espresso he was going to order already. He took his place at the back of the queue, his mind skipping to the dinner which Sam had told him about the previous evening on the phone.

The last thing Dean wanted was to sit around a table with a bunch of strangers, answering their countless questions and trying to remain on his best behaviour for the entire night for the sake of his brother. He would rather grab Sam and drag his brother out to the neatest burger joint so they could catch up with each other and Dean could finally get a handle on his brother's mental and emotional state.

He knew Sam was happy in his relationship; his brother would never have taken the plunge and proposed if he wasn't a hundred percent positive in his mind that Anna was the one for him and yet there had been something off about him during the times they had spoken on the phone. Something in Sam's voice when he spoke about the wedding or about Anna's family which placed Dean on edge. Maybe her family was a bunch of dicks that were making Sam's life a complete and utter misery or perhaps it was Sam him self realising for the first time exactly what it meant to be getting married.

Dean wasn't sure what it was but he was determined to find out what the cause for it was and deal with it, if it meant that he had to bash a few skulls together to make her family back off his brother then it was something which he was willing to do. Dean had been the one to raise Sam since their mother and died and he would be damned if he sat back and let someone hurt him either physically or mentally. It was not going to happen while he was still alive to do something about it.

"Dean?"

Dean started, jumping when he felt a hand being placed lightly on his shoulder. He turned, his gaze widening when his gaze was met by a pair of large blue eyes. Dean blinked, unable to stop himself from staring at them, his mouth parting in surprise. He had never seen a pair of eyes quite as blue at the pair in front of him. It was as though he had looked up at the sky on a bright, cloudless summer's day with the sun beating down on him and seeing the intense blue.

He swallowed forcing himself to look away from the man's eyes to take in the rest of his face.

He was definitely handsome and definitely the type of man Dean regularly found him self attracted to and dating. Wild dark hair stuck up in different directions as though the man had simply rolled out of bed without bothering to brush it. His skin was pale and he clearly hadn't bothered to shave that morning. Dean's eyes briefly darted down to the man's lips noting that he needed some chap stick before he forced himself to speak.

"That's me" he said cautiously, watching as the man suddenly broke into a relieved smile.

"Thank God" he stated. "I got caught in traffic and I was worried you thought I wasn't coming and had gotten a taxi instead. I'm Castiel, one of Anna's older brothers. Sam told you I was picking you up right?" he demanded, his eyes moving over Dean's, a look in his eyes which made Dean's heart skip a beat for a moment. Castiel's rough, husky voice wasn't doing Dean's nerves any good either.

"Yeah" he said looking away as he took another step forward in the queue. "Sammy told me yesterday when he rang to make sure everything was still good. He's gone for some sort of food tasting or something right?" Dean asked aware of Castiel moving with him, he could almost feel the body heat coming off of the other man as he stepped slightly closer to Dean, invading his personal space.

"That's right he-"Dean held up his hand stopping Castiel speaking.

"Sorry" he apologised with a slight shrug. "Just hold that thought for a moment" he turned his attention away from Castiel and smiled at the blond woman behind the coffee counter, who was watching him with a blatant look of appreciation of her face. "Hiya, Can I get a large espresso with two extra shots please, it's been a long stressful trip" he commented when he noticed her surprised look.

"That's not problem" she replied, reaching up and absently hooking a stray curl behind her ear. "I get all different type of insane orders here, yours isn't so strange in the context of things" she said with an amused smile, Dean responded with a smirk at her

"I can believe that" he answered before turning to Castiel who was looking between the two of them with a thoughtful expression on his face. "You want anything? My treat as a thanks for saving me from a taxi ride from hell where my ear would no doubt have been chewed off by a incredibly talkative, incredibly boring taxi driver."

Castiel laughed, the sound warming Dean's inside as he glanced away, silently cursing him self when he felt a familiar heat flood his cheeks. Damn it he hated when he blushed.

"Caramel latte, medium cup please" Castiel said to the woman politely, Dean started when Castiel lightly placed his hand on his lower back and leaned towards him, eyes gazing at him as though nothing else in the world existed but them. "You want to grab something to eat here or do you want to swing somewhere on our way back home Dean?" he asked

Dean blinked in surprise, aware of the woman looking between the two of them with a sudden knowing look. He wanted to tell her that he didn't really know Castiel but the words caught in his throat. He shrugged trying to regain his composure. He could vaguely remember Sam telling him that Anna had been extremely touchy feely and familiar with him the first day they had met so perhaps it was just something which their family did generally.

"I guess it depends on when dinner is tonight" Dean said turning and handing the woman behind the counter a ten dollar note, he glanced down at her name tag "Thanks for the drink Lily" he remarked accepting his change from her. He watched as Castiel smiled at her before the other man steered Dean towards the drink collection point.

"Dinner is at seven" Castiel responded, taking his hand away from Dean's back, for a moment Dean missed the contact before he forced himself to shake the feeling off. He clearly needed to get laid if he was reacting this strongly to a simply hand on his back. He thought back trying to remember when the last time he actually had sex was, his eyes widened when he realised that he couldn't remember off the top of his head when it was.

"Oh" Dean said, reaching out and taking his coffee from the server with a muttered thanks before he looked down at his watch. Dinner was still a while away if it was at seven.

"McDonalds it is" Castiel said taking his own drink. "You look like you're about to faint on the spot and I couldn't have that, not on my watch and not for that particular reason." He remarked, a warm almost flirty note to his voice. Dean stared after Castiel when he strolled way, stopping and raising an eyebrow at him when he realised that Dean wasn't following him. "Are you coming Dean?"

Dean blinked shaking his head as he walked away from the coffee shop and towards Castiel, catching the look of appreciation in the older man's eyes as they skirted up and down Dean's body before they rested on his face with a small crooked smile.

Dean's heart skipped another beat at the look as he silently groaned to himself, his hand tightening on his coffee cup.

He had a crush on his brother's future brother in law.

Sam was going to kill him he just knew it.

Author Note

Thanks a lot for reading people