Cas walked in the slow line. He could hear Dean arguing with his mom. "You send your own son away, away from you, just because he's gay?" Dean yelled.
"He's just going through a stage, if I send him away he'll get over it," Cas' mom yelled back.
"It's not 'Just a stage' we love each other," Dean spat. Cas couldn't hear them anymore.
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Cas got off the plane. The airport smelled of perfume for some reason. His dad went up to him and greeted him.
"Hey Cas!" he said as he hugged him.
"Hi," Cas mumbled as they headed towards the baggage claim.
"Why did Laura send you here?" He asked as Cas picked out his three bags.
"Because," Cas said.
Patrick, his father, frowned. He decided not to ask anymore questions since he seemed like he was in a bad mood. When they arrived at the house Cas was greeted by his new step mom, Stephanie.
"Cas," she said with a warm smile, "Is Dean why your mom sent you here?" She asked.
Cas creased his brown, "Um ya, how did you know that?" He asked.
"I'm a big fan of him and his show," she said smiling.
Cas smiled a little. Stephanie was nicer than his real mom.
"So tell me about him. What's he like?" She asked as she sat down.
"Well, he's nice, romantic, charming, and he has a perfect smile," Cas said thinking about him.
"Of course he has a perfect smile," Stephanie said.
Cas laughed a little. "Wait, so you," Patrick pause, "Dated him?" he asked.
Cas nodded.
"You know, the one who I watch on tv on Tuesdays," Stephanie said.
Patrick nodded, "Well, I'm going to go get your room set up," he said as he walked to the room.
"You should ask him to come visit," Stephanie suggested.
Cas smiled. He loved his step mom. "Ok," he said.
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About a month later Dean finally came. Cas waited for him in the airport. Dean sneaked up behind him and hugged him. Cas jumped at first, but then smiled and turned around in his arms.
Dean smiled. "I missed you," he whispered into Cas' ear.
"I missed you to," Cas whispered back.
Dean lightly kissed Cas' neck. "Dean not in public," Cas said noticing they were getting odd looks from some people.
Dean grinned and kissed him on the lips. Cas smiled and pulled away. They went to the baggage claim and got Deans suitcase and drove to his house.
When they walked inside they were greeted by Patrick and Stephanie.
Stephanie was really excited and cooked a special dinner for them. Apparently she made the best spaghetti Patrick had ever tasted.
They all sat down to eat. Dean was asked a lot of questions by Stephanie. When they were all done eating Cas and Dean retreated to their room. Cas closed his door and locked it.
Dean sat on the bed and Cas sat next to him. Dean smiled. "We're not in public anymore," he said as he leaned to Cas and kissed his neck.
Cas smiled and ran his hand through Deans hair. Dean gently pushed him on the bed and leaned over him. Placing kisses all over his neck and chest which was now bare. "Save it for later," Cas said smirking.
Dean smiled. He placed one last, long, kiss on Cas' lips and they both got up. "You know, the Eiffel Tower isn't to far from here," Cas said as he sat on Deans lap.
Dean smiled. "Wanna go?" He asked.
Cas nodded.
They both put their shirts on and went to the living room where Patrick and Stephanie were sitting. "Hey dad, can I use your keys to drive to the Eiffel Tower?" Cas asked.
Patrick frowned, "I guess, but be back before nine. Oh, and get some gas on your way there," he said handing them his keys and credit card.
Cas nodded and walked out the door.
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"This was a great idea," Dean muttered as the cop dragged him by his arm. Cas a few steps behind him with his own officer.
Apparently someone set of a fire cracker and someone called the police and told them it was a bomb. Now they were being taken to the police car. Better yet the police man didn't speak english, and Dean and Cas didn't know how to speak French.
"Look man, we didn't set of the fire cracker," Dean said.
The guard said something in French and kept walking. Dean cursed as the cop pushed him into the small car. Cas by his side.
"Do you think your parents would be mad?" Dean asked.
Cas shook his head, "No, as long as they know we didn't set off the fire cracker." he said.
This whole this was ridiculous. They were going to the police station for something someone else did.
When they arrived they were both yanked out of the cop car and led into a small building. Cas' parents were waiting for him. Stephanie looked worried but Patrick looked mad.
"What the hell were you two thinking?" He yelled.
"We didn't do it, the stupid guard didn't speak English," Cas said.
They were led into a room with someone who did speak English. They should know it wasn't a bomb because nothing was destroyed but these people were to ignorant to know.
"We didn't bomb the Eiffel Tower," Cas said, "If we did it would be all jacked up," he added.
The man glared at him. Dean explained it to the man a little bit more calmly. In the end they just had to pay a small fee.
Stephanie took her car home and Patrick drove Dean and Cas home.
Thankfully Patrick wasn't angry.
They finally arrived home, "I want you two to go get some sleep," he said to Dean and Cas. They both nodded and walked to their room.
Cas quickly changed into a pair of sweatpants and Dean changed into a pair of plaid pajama pants. They both climbed into their bed. Cas snuggled up to Dean. He was freezing cold because his dad liked it cold.
Dean ran his hand up and down Cas' arm to keep him warm. Dean pulled Cas so he was on top of him. Cas smiled. "Dean I'm tired," he complained.
Dean frowned but nodded. "OK," he said wrapping his arms around Cas.
Cas was still smiling.
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Before they knew it, it was Deans last day in Paris.
"Dad, can I please go with him?" Cas asked as Dean took a shower.
Patrick thought this over. "I guess," he said. "Pack your stuff," he added.
Cas hugged him and nodded. When Dean was done with his shower he was suprised to see Cas packing.
"Are you coming too?" Dean asked excitedly.
Cas nodded and hugged Dean.