Sam was texting on his phone smiling faintly when he saw Dean come in groaning softly.

"Whoa, dude, what the hell happened?"

"Bad dream" he murmured dropping down on the table and placing his head into his hands.

"What happened?"

"I…have no idea, it was bizarre as hell!" he said sitting back and shaking his head. "I died"

"In your dream?"

"No, I'm dead right now and I'm sticking around with you" Dean said sarcastically.

"Smart ass" Sam murmured pouring him a cup of coffee and coming over to place it in front of him. "You died in the dream, what happened?"

"I was shot in the chest…I was walking down a street and I heard a noise before I know it I'm shot and I'm lying on this floor…then this guy comes out of nowhere and he's holding me close begging me not to die"

Sam narrowed his eyes thoughtfully when he drank back his coffee and dropped it down with a groan.

"Oh that's good"

"Who was it?"

"No idea, I couldn't see him properly and I died before I could say a word to him"

"It was a man?"

Dean nodded and rubbed his eyes. "Think Ellen would mind if I took the day off?"

"She'd chop your balls off"

"Great" Dean murmured drinking back his coffee and slamming it down. "I need my balls"

Sam wrinkled his nose and stood up grabbing his cell phone.

"Is the lovely Sarah Blake tickling that spot inside you, Sam?"

"Eurgh, Dean, I am not sharing this with you"

"Come on! I tell you everything"

"Yeah every sordid detail" Sam murmured in disgust.

Dean rolled his eyes clasping his hands together. "Not anymore"

"You have been off your game recently, you sure you're all right?"

"Fine, I just…I'm getting tired of it"

"What?"

Dean sighed carding a hand into his hair and looked across to him.

"I'm not any getting younger, Sammy, I mean you're four years younger than me and you've found the perfect girl" he said and shrugged his shoulders. "I want someone"

"Wow, I never accepted to hear that"

"Why?"

"You hate relationships"

"I do not!"

"Dean, your last relationship was nearly five years ago"

"So?"

Sam raised his eyes up and shook his head in disbelief. "I think my point was made"

"Shut up"

Sam smirked at him walking into the living room and switching on the television. Dean sighed deeply thrumming his fingers on the table till he grew bored and went to get dressed. He hated the fact Sam was right about him, he had looked for a relationship but no one was right, there was something missing about them and he didn't know what. Dean dressed quickly grabbing his keys and heading out towards the Harvelle pub. It was his only comfort at the moment of time.

"Jo, give me whiskey" he called as he walked in.

"You have work in two hours"

"Oh just give me one, please?" he murmured dropping his head down on the bar with a dull thud. Jo rolled his eyes pouring some in a glass and dropping it down.

"What's with the sore head?"

Dean looked up carefully looking over Jo who stood with a cocked head staring back. He liked Jo a lot but the more he thought about it the more he realised she was more "little sister he never had" material then "girlfriend" material and blew upwards.

"Life woes"

"On a Thursday? Life must be tough" she said leaning forward. "Tell, Auntie Jo"

"Funny" he murmured sipping the whiskey. "I have no idea. I've felt funny for the past few weeks"

"We've noticed"

"Oh? Who?"

"Me, Sam, Sarah, mom as well has noticed…Ash noticed"

"Ash? Ash is never here!"

"He noticed"

Dean rolled his eyes and covered them with his hand.

"Pamela had questioned why you are not hitting on her anymore" she said with a shrug. "What's happening to Deano?"

"You know I hate that"

"I know"

"I just wish I knew…I just wish I knew what these dreams meant" he said and shoved the glass over. "Give me another before I pull my hair out"

Jo smirked taking the glass away and pouring a second for him. Dean stared across the bar towards a couple whispering and kissing passionately and openly in front of everyone.

"I need to get laid" he murmured dropping his head down with a thump.

Up at the house, Castiel sighed feeling bored and restless watching Gabriel throw darts at the dartboard.

"When did life become so dull?"

"I'd say about 50 years ago" Gabriel said with a shrug. "But it got a lot more interesting when I was buried in Melissa last night"

"You actually got her name?"

"Yeah, she was very willing to give it all" he said with a smirk.

"Gabriel, the common tart" Anna said walking in and folding her arms over. "Do not run us out of this town, Gabriel"

"Catch me a break, sis, it was one mistake"

"One mistake which nearly cost us everything, it's a good job Michael was more than willing to dispose of her" she said with narrowed eyes. Gabriel swallowed throwing the dart hard enough to crack the board in half, his jaw clenched and he turned to Anna.

"I thought she would understand"

"Well she didn't, did she? She nearly got us all killed! They're not all understanding and you know that"

"Max was and so was Dean" he said looking over to Castiel who looked away.

"Max understood because I made him! Dean? Dean is a mystery we will never understand" she said folding her hands. "Don't cost us again"

"I won't!" he shouted and smashed open the door as he headed out. Castiel swallowed hard looking over to Anna who was breathing hard and calmed down immediately looking over to Castiel.

"I didn't mean that" she murmured with a guilty look.

"We've always said you were turned too young, your hormones are heightened"

"Trapped in the body of a nineteen year old girl can only do some justice" she said looking down at her slim frame. "I know Gabriel only wanted the relationship we all deserve"

Castiel stepped up looking at her with soft eyes. "Will you always wait forever?"

"Forever is all we have"

"We have each other"

"But for how long?" Anna said folding her arms across her chest. "I don't know about you but I could do with a drink, fancy checking out our local?"

"Sure" he said with a small smirk. Anna moved away moving to change out of her outfit leaving Castiel to his thoughts. He remembered telling Dean for the very first time what he was. It was a month into their relationship, a relationship full of mystery and lust that drove them towards one another.

~0~

January 1936

It had been one month since Dean met Castiel and they formed a relationship. It was secret for now because they knew it would be deeply frowned upon. Dean hadn't told his mother or sister about Castiel but the same couldn't be said about Castiel who wanted to tell his family.

They were at Castiel's home which was currently empty to both of their reliefs. Castiel gripped Dean's wrists wrestling him down into the bed easily.

"Spread your legs" he whispered into his ear. Dean moaned obeying him and gasping when Castiel's fingers buried themselves into his hole wriggling his fingers to open him wide open. Castiel stared down at him while he panted arching his back and hips off the bed cover. Castiel slid inside him till he was buried deep enough and placed his hands either side of his head thrusting his hips and fucking him hard. Dean cried out clinging to his shoulders when he moved him up against the headboard.

"Yes, yes, Cas, that spot, god you're amazing" Dean panted out closing his eyes and crying out when Castiel struck the sweet spot deep inside him. Droplets of sweat poured down Dean's neck and chest coating both of them so it appeared like Castiel was sweating too.

Castiel moaned feeling an ache in his lower regions as he climaxed and thanked for the blood he had consumed earlier. It was to all their common knowledge that blood in their system became heated during arousal, the blood circulated in their dead veins which was helpful when they wanted to have any type of sexual activity. Dean groaned when Castiel kissed him hard and lovingly at the same time.

"You're so beautiful" Castiel whispered.

"You always say that"

"I know" he murmured pulling him up and smiling at him. "I would like to ask you a question"

"Anything" Dean murmured resting against his chest.

"My family has an indication of you, they know I am seeing someone and are very suspicious of me and you…I would like to tell them"

Dean blinked startled and looked up at him in disbelief. "But they won't understand"

"They will, they are my brothers and my sister…there is something about me you don't know"

"What? What does that mean?"

They both turned when they heard noises downstairs and Dean made a small sound of distress looking up to Castiel.

"I promise you, Dean, you do trust me don't you?"

"Yeah"

"Good, now stay here" he murmured kissing his forehead and pulling out of him. Dean laid back down when Castiel shoved him down on the bed and climbed out pulling on his pants. Castiel walked out and shut the door locking him behind him, Dean sat up staring at the door and swallowed looking around the fine room.

Anna turned when Castiel walked in and sniffed gently in the air.

"Well, you stink of sex, Castiel"

"Yes"

"Is this the person you are keeping a secret from your own flesh and blood" she said looking him straight in the eye. Castiel looked over to Michael and Gabriel who flanked her sides.

"I still don't understand how you did it" Gabriel murmured softly. "Keeping secrets from us? Well done"

"Not anymore, I am here to tell the truth…his name is Dean"

"Dean? Dean the bartender?" Gabriel said shocked.

"The very one, this is not about blood, this is not about sex, and this is not about anything to do with what we are. I found him; he's everything I have ever looked for"

"You…you are in a relationship with him?" Michael said astounded.

"Yes, I don't care about your disapproval but I want your support"

"Our support? You can't be in a relationship!" Michael cried at him.

"I can be in whatever I want" Castiel hissed stepping forward. "From the moment we were created we were told we were nothing but creatures of the dark, we are meant to kill and not love…well I don't care about that. I have never felt this way about anyone in all these years and you expect me to chuck him away because I am not meant to be with him"

"He's human"

"I know"

"Castiel, he could find out about us" Anna said softly stepping towards him.

"I know, I intend to tell him"

"You can't!" Gabriel protested.

"I can! Like I said, I do not care for your disapproval but as my brothers and my sister, I want your support…I love him, I've fallen in love with this simple man who can light up a whole room with just a smile and you honestly expect me to heed your words and get rid of him? Why should we be alone? Why should be waste an eternity alone and forgotten when we can lose ourselves in someone who willingly lets us be with them" Castiel said looking at them in turn. "His name is Dean Smith, he's twenty one years old with a sister and a mother working in a small bar three streets away and he's mine"

The three of them watched in silence as Castiel turned on his heel walking out of the kitchen and back up the stairs. Michael walked forward and stopped not knowing what to say or do.

"What do we do?"

"Nothing" Anna said walking over to the fridge and pulling a bottle of blood towards her. "He's right"

"What?" Gabriel said looking over to her shocked.

"He's right! You know he is, he is always right about everything and we've all noticed his happiness this last month" Anna said sipping her drink and smacking her lips together. "Let Castiel deal with it"

Michael sighed glancing over to Gabriel who shrugged. "She's right this time"

"This family" Michael murmured with a sigh rubbing his forehead melodramatically.

Castiel unlocked the door to see Dean lying on his front reading a book; he smiled softly closing the door with a click and darting over straddling his back. Dean gasped looking back over his shoulder with a surprised chuckle.

"So…?"

"They understand" Castiel murmured taking the book away and flipping him over. "I told them everything and they…understand"

"Seriously? They aren't going to tell or anything?"

"You have nothing to fear"

Dean breathed out a sigh of relief and nodded quickly. Castiel looked over him and moved gripping his wrists and easily pulling him towards him. Dean went along with it till he pressed against his chest.

"You can support my weight?"

"Yes"

"What did you mean before about there being something about you that I don't know?"

"It's so hard to explain and it will so unbelievable to you" he murmured cupping his cheek and kissing him softly. Dean frowned confused pushing him back and eyeing him.

"What are you talking about?"

"You know I would never ever hurt you, you're very important to me now and what I am means nothing"

"What?"

"Dean, what I'm about to tell you is the truth and I need you to understand this was not our choice" Castiel murmured brushing his lips against his and pushing back to face him.

"I'm dead, Dean, I have no heartbeat, I don't need to breathe or eat, I no longer need to sleep either because we're dead…we're vampires" he said looking into Dean's eyes that reflected horror.

"What? What are you talking about?"

"Haven't you noticed?"

"Well…you're a little cold sometimes and yeah sometimes I can't hear your heartbeat but I just thought it was normal…" Dean said shaking his head and moving away from him.

"It wasn't our fault, we never wanted this but it was our father, Dean" Castiel said gripping his wrists when he struggled panicked. "I was born on the 29th November 1871, I was born to Isabelle and Edward Milton but when I was twenty five years old in 1896, my mother died. She died from the flu and drove my father to grief that knew no bounds and in a desperate attempt to keep all of his children alive he went to the dark and asked for immortality"

"What does that mean?"

"He found another vampire who turned him…my father sought him out and he researched deep into the beliefs until he got what he wanted. My father turned and he returned home transforming us into the people we are today"

"He turned you into a…vampire?"

Castiel nodded and saw the disbelief in his eyes. "You don't believe me"

"I can't"

Castiel nodded and closed his eyes inhaling and opened his mouth wide enough that his fangs extended sharply enough. Dean sucked in a sharp breath struggling against his grip and shook his head.

"Let go of me"

"Not till you understand that I'm not a monster and I would never hurt you, Dean"

"I don't believe you! You always look at my neck and I didn't know why but now I do! You want to bite me" he hissed at him.

"Yes, but not to kill you, Dean"

"I can't believe this is happening, this has to be a horrible nightmare" he whispered looking down and shutting his eyes.

"I'm telling the truth and you know I am, Dean, I just need you to understand"

"Oh I understand! I understand that you're mental!" Dean hissed at him and looked away.

"Why are you telling me this?"

"Because I want no secrets between us, I care about you deeply, Dean, and in ways I didn't know I could for anyone" he murmured moving towards him stroking a hand down his cheek. "I would never, ever, hurt you or let anyone hurt you because these last four weeks have told me everything I need to know"

"What things?"

"That I love you"

Dean eyed him warily and shook his head mutely. "I don't believe you"

Castiel sighed pulling his hand away from his cheek. "I can't make you believe that but it's true and I wanted you to know the truth…I thought if I told you, you would understand and not run away in the middle of the night"

Castiel let go of his hands and watched as Dean scrambled away from him and jumped out of the bed. His eyes lowered and he looked down at his hands as Dean stood away from him pulling on his pants breathing hard.

"You don't want to kill me" Dean said looking at the wall.

"No"

"Then why are you with me?"

"Because I saw you and I knew I wanted you, I wanted you not for your blood but for yourself, your smile, your laugh, your honest opinion and the way you care for others around you" Castiel admitted looking over to him. "There's millions upon millions of people out there, Dean, and I couldn't care about them if I wanted to. The only person I could ever think to love is you"

"Do you kill people?"

"Only the people who will not be missed"

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"It means that we can only survive off fresh human blood or a blood bag filled with human blood that you find in hospitals. Any other type of blood out there is not sufficient for us, it won't work. We take the homeless, the murderers, and the people that have no family and will not be missed"

"That's wrong"

"It's how we live, Dean, we can't help it and we don't want it but if that is our way of life we will take it"

Dean clenched his jaw looking down at the wooden floorboards.

"I want to leave but I can't" Dean murmured after a long minute of silence.

"Why?"

"Because every instinct is screaming at me to run away and never look back but my stupid heart is telling me to stay"

"Why are you listening to it?"

"Before I met you I was content, I have a job, my family, but I didn't have that…lust" he murmured flushing and scratching the back of his neck. Castiel smiled softly turned towards him and holding out his hand.

"What we have between us, this changes nothing"

"Of course it does, Cas, you're a…vampire…it gets funnier every time I say it"

"We can work through it" he whispered and sucked in a small breath when Dean walked over to him cautiously and dropped down on the bed.

"You promise you'll never hurt me"

"I promise"

"Not unless I want you to"

"What?" Castiel murmured confused.

"You want to drink from me" he stated rather than questioned.

"The thought crossed my mind but Dean it's just a natural instinct"

"Well…I don't want you killing random people for blood, it's wrong. If you need to feed…I'm here" he murmured sheepishly. Castiel stared at him in shocked horror.

"Dean, you can't…"

"I can and I don't quite know why I'm accepting this but…there is a lot mystery in this world and even my mom believes in ghosts"

"She does?"

"She keeps it a secret" he whispered with a chuckle but sobering and looking up at him. "I don't…I still can't get my head around it but I guess we have time for that"

Castiel reached over touching his cheek and smiling softly in surprised joy when Dean moved tackling him down into the bed.

"I win"

"No, I do" Castiel whispered up to him pressing his lips against his in a tender and teasing way. Dean rolled his eyes at him deepening the kiss and feeling a tiny thrill inside him. The world just got a lot bigger.

~0~

Castiel looked down at his tight black jeans, his navy blue t-shirt, and black jacket with a sniff. It was all expensive from years of climbing higher in the status chain. Castiel admired Anna in her fitting jeans showing off every curve and the red top clashing with her hair but showing off her breasts. They wore their sunglasses as usual and Castiel winced at the light wishing he had fed beforehand.

"On the hunt tonight I see"

"A woman has needs" she said with a small smile looking up at the pub. "Harvelles pub, cute"

"Really? Why here of all places"

"It's our local, Castiel, come on" she said walking inside to see it was busy all ready with people drinking and chatting in the local. Castiel looked around and rolled his eyes when Anna fluttered her fingers at a guy whose mouth fell open at the sight of her.

"It's not even 2pm and half the town is here getting drunk"

"The sun is out and it's spring!" Anna said leaning on the bar and looking over to Castiel. "Lighten up, enjoy yourself"

Jo walked over and gasped silently. Anna noticed looking up and smiling sweetly.

"Is this your pub?"

"No and yes, my mom is the owner and I'm her daughter, Jo, so you two have just moved here?"

"Yes, my name is Anna and this is my brother, Castiel"

"Wow, um, nice to meet you both…what can I get you?"

"A glass of red wine and a whiskey for grumpy chops" she said.

Jo laughed delicately and moved away to get their drinks, she peered through the door.

"Dean!"

Dean waved a hand at her looking at Sam.

"Just go out there"

"I can't"

"Why not?"

"Because she's out there and it's different when you text"

"My god, you're worse than a lovesick teenager! Just go out there and talk to her" he said gripping his hand and tugging him out. Dean dragged him out of the door towards Sarah sat at the table.

"Hey, Sarah! Sam wants to talk to you" Dean said shoving him forward.

Anna looked up and nearly dropped the glass on the bar in surprise.

"This can't be happening!"

"What?" Castiel murmured looking over to where she was looking and feeling the world freeze around him. His breath stopped altogether and he stepped forward from the bar looking at Dean in complete horror. Slivers of pain rose inside him and he stopped looking at Dean who smiled at Sam and stepped away. Dean stopped when he saw Castiel staring at him with wide blue eyes and trembling hands.

"Can I help you?" Dean questioned with a furrowed brow.

"Is your name Dean?"

"Yeah?"

"What's your last name?"

"Winchester" Dean replied slowly. "Who are you? Do I know you?"

Castiel didn't reply and simply nodded turning away and heading towards the door. Anna watched him and ran after him out of the door leaving a befuddled Dean behind. Jo leaned across the bar towards him.

"Do you know him?"

"No, I've never met the guy…how did he know my name?" Dean said looking back to Sam in a deep conversation with Sarah and back towards the doors. Castiel was at the end of the street before Anna caught up to him and held him still.

"He's back" he whispered and covered his eyes with his hands leaning against the wall. "He's the same person, the same eyes and the same name but trapped in a new body with a new family…and no memory of me" Castiel said closing his eyes in despair. Anna stepped closer to him touching his arm while he suffered in silence.

"What are the odds" she whispered shaking her head knowing they were all in for a rough ride all over again.

A/N: Super long chapter! Thank for all the reviews, I am glad you like this!

I will update Ocean of Secrets; I just have no motivation for it at the moment. The last chapter will be up soon.