A/N: I hope you enjoy this chapter...sorry if there are any mistakes. Also a thank you to my friends who helped me write this and pestered me about posting this chapter (looking at you crazy person).

Disclaimer: If this was mine I wouldn't need to write a disclaimer saying it wasn't mine. The texts in this chapter aren't mine either...I'm just borrowing them to add more drama to the story

Castiel didn't say anything for a while, thinking over what Sam had said, if Sam wouldn't tell him directly what a 'pick-up' line was then it must be really important. So, he decided he would wait till Dean came back to ask him what a pick-up line was. Once he decided on this, Castiel realized that Dean had been gone for a while. He decided to voice his thoughts out loud by saying, "I wonder where Dean is, he is taking a long time."

Sam didn't say anything at first, not sure how to respond. He decided to take a jab at his brother instead, "I don't know maybe he's taking a short trip to Narnia, after all he has gone that far into the closet."

"What is Narnia? Why would Dean go there?"

'That poor innocent angel,' thought Sam as he heard Castiel's words. "Narnia is a place you can go to if you go really far into the closet, and trust me Dean has," Sam said with as much seriousness as possible. He hoped that Castiel might get the hint that Dean liked him, once Dean explained what a pick-up line was, of course.

"Why would Dean go to Narnia, if he said he was going to the restroom," Castiel said a look of confusion falling across the features of his face, "I must go find him." He decided that he needed to find Dean right away because he wanted to understand what a pick up line was as soon as possible and he really wanted to find out what Narnia was.

"Wait! Cas!" but Sam was too late as soon as he spoke Castiel had already left. Seconds later, Dean walked back over to table.

"So, what did Cas want?" Dean asked sitting down and taking bite out of his food.

"Dude, what took you so long?" Sam said trying to change the subject, he wanted to try and drag this out a little bit.

"There was a line, would you believe that this place has only one stall," Dean said shaking his head, "What did Cas want?"

"He just wanted to ask some questions about your conversation with him last night." Sam said taking a sip of his coffee, he said this slowly trying to gauge Dean's reactions. Dean's face remained blank as he thought, to Sam's disappointment.

"What conversation? We didn't talk at all last night."

"No, you didn't talk," Sam said pointedly, taking another sip of his coffee. When it seemed that Dean still couldn't remember what Sam was talking about he said, "You did text him, apparently."

Dean paused mid-chew as a look of realization, and the slightest tinge of embarrassment passed over his face. "Texts…He was asking about the texts I sent him last night."

'Shit,' Dean thought to himself, 'of all things Cas could have asked about it had to be about those texts.'

"I thought he wouldn't care about those stupid jokes, that he would just forget about it," Dean said, he wanted to make sure that Sam, and possibly himself, knew that the texts were a joke.

Sam gave him a look, "It's you Dean, obviously he would care about what you have to say…and Dean, wow. What you said," Sam said amusement creeping into his voice.

"Sam, what exactly did he tell you?" Dean asked, he tried to hide the worry in his voice. Then after a few second he decided to add, "What did you tell him."

Sam thought about how he should say this so that he didn't anger his brother too much, "I said it sounded like you were telling him pick-up lines." Dean gave him a look, and if looks could kill he would have been more than dead. Sam hurriedly said, "If it makes you feel any better, he doesn't know what a pick-up line is."

Dean breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank God that would have been really hard to explain…" Dean was stopped himself from finishing his sentence because of the look Sam gave him. "What now," Dean said with a touch of anger.

"I didn't tell him what a pick-up line was, but he did ask and I told him that you should be the one to tell him what it was." Sam said somewhat nervously.

"Well, where is he now?"

"I don't know he said he was going to go find you."

Dean pulled out his phone and starting texting Castiel again. A look of amusement formed on Sam's face as he saw the phone, but it left his face immediately when Dean gave him a look himself.

'Cas where r u'- Dean

'In the closet'- Cas

"So, where is he," Sam asked.

"He said he's in the closet," Dean said confused. Sam burst out laughing

'What r u doing in the closet'- Dean

'Looking for Narnia'- Cas

"He said that he's looking for Narnia…how does he know about Narnia?" Dean said sort of confused and that just made Sam laugh more.

'That's not a real place, Cas'- Dean

'Yes, it is Dean'- Cas

'You of all people should know'- Cas

"Now he's saying that I should know that Narnia is a real place…" Dean was growing more confused and annoyed with each message. Sam seemed to sober up with the last thing Dean said.

'WHAT'- Dean

'HOW WOULD I KNOW'- Dean

'Sam said'- Cas

Dean glared at Sam, but didn't say anything making Sam nervous.

'THE FUCK DID THAT BITCH SAY NOW'- Dean

'He said that you were so far in the closet that you reached Narnia'- Cas

Dean grew really quiet and placed a calm look on his face. This made Sam nervous as Dean sent his next text.

'I'M GONNA KILL HIM'- Dean

Dean was about to start attacking Sam when he realized that he should probably let Cas know Narnia isn't real. As he was sending the next text, Sam slowly got up and left the diner.

'Cas, you can come out of the closet. Narnia isn't real. Sam was messing with you."- Dean

A/N: So, I hope you liked this chapter, if not review and tell me other wise (the next chapter might be up sooner if you review ;)