Dean hummed as he went about cleaning up the kitchen. It was his day off and he could take the time to do some chores he needed to do and then rest up the rest of the day. He had already fixed breakfast and he was trying to eat it between cleaning the house. He was determined to spend sometime cleaning up the backyard before the morning was over. It wasn't that the yard was in too much of disarray, it was more that the people he had bought the house from didn't take very good care of it.

Dean quickly rushed to the door with his half eaten food when he heard the doorbell ring. Opening it he was surprised to find Castiel standing there. He was dressed in a simple pair of black slacks and a white button up, his hair was messy but Dean figured it was just because he had gotten up.

"Yes?" Dean asked, obviously confused by the sudden visit of his neighbor.

Castiel was about to say something but stopped and looked at the plate Dean was holding. His eyebrows furrowed and he wrinkled his nose in disgust. "What...is that?" He asked darting his eyes up to Dean's.

Dean looked down at his plate for a second before smiling. "Oh this? This is...me dying in ten years if I eat this too much." Dean grinned at his own joke.

"Okay, but what is it?" Castiel asked either not interested in Dean's joking or the joke passing over him completely.

"Its got like bacon and onion and stuff on butter drenched bread...I don't know, I just threw stuff together. I don't have a lot of groceries." Dean sighed. "Besides I don't think you came here to talk about my breakfast options."

"Oh! No I didn't. Sorry." Castiel apologized as he snapped out of his silent judgment of Dean. "I was asked to see if you wished to join us on a trip later this afternoon. By us I mean, Cain and I. He is busy packing but he suggested that you were perhaps interested in joining...and he said maybe he could finish his story he was telling you?"

Dean failed at holding back his groan and Castiel giggled a little at it. "Yes...I know. He's not the most pleasant, but to be honest he is a good man. A lot of people just don't visit him, and he doesn't open up to a lot of people."

"Where are we supposed to be going?" Dean asked stepping back to let Castiel finally into his house.

Castiel didn't answer as he looked around the sparsely furnished house. He frowned at the fact there was hardly any personal effects on the walls, and barely any furniture. It had more papers strewn about than personal effects. He finally realized that Dean was waiting for him to respond when he made eye contact with the taller man.

"Cain...he owns a small plot of land south of here and he sometimes goes to check to make sure it's being taken care off. I believe it has beehives there." Castiel explained with a smile on his face.

"I take it you like bees too?" Dean asked heading into the kitchen to set his plate down.

"Yes. I think they are fascinating creatures..." Castiel called out from the living room, unsure if he was supposed to follow Dean or not.

"Sure...I don't see why not. What time are we leaving?" Dean asked, cleaning the food off his plate.

"After one. It's not too long of a drive and we should be back by nightfall." Castiel explained.

"Who is driving?" Dean asked coming out of the kitchen, he knew Castiel didn't have a car and he wasn't all that sure he wanted Cain to be driving them. Castiel ignored him and walked back to the door. He almost acted like he was spooked by something.

"I'll see you then." Castiel said waving to Dean before leaving him in his house, alone once more. He frowned in confusion, unsure why Castiel was in such a hurry to get away from him.

Dean sighed and closed the door after Castiel, shaking his head at the strange neighbor. He figured that spending time with Cain and Castiel would help him get to know them both at least. Dean didn't have may friends in the neighborhood, and he knew it would be best if he finally did open up and get to know the surrounding people better. Still a trip to the country was a little much for Dean, but he figured with Cain and Castiel going that it wouldn't be a dull ride at least.

It was a little after one when a truck pulled up to Dean's house. He had just taken a shower and changed his clothing when he noticed it. He could see Castiel talking to Cain, but Dean couldn't see who was driving. It was a larger truck with an extended cab, and Dean could tell it was recently washed. The red paint shone in the sun and it barely had any dirt or smudges on the windshield. A trip down to the country would fix that, Dean was sure.

Castiel jumped out of the cab and smiled at Dean. He had changed his clothes too, this time he was wearing a gray t-shirt and a pair of worn out jeans. They had what appeared to be small drops of paint on them, and Dean wondered if perhaps Castiel painted in his past time. Dean decided he would ask about this later when they were in the car.

Cain followed soon after, slower than Castiel due to his age. To anyone who didn't know him, they would of assumed he was much younger than he actually was. He greeted Dean friendly before Dean pulled himself up into the cab, he could only assume he would be sitting in the back. He smiled at the man driving them. The driver gave Dean a quick look over with striking amber eyes before smiling and introducing himself.

"Gabriel." Dean took the hand offered to him and shook it. "I'm Castiel's brother."

Dean was surprised to say the least, mainly due to how little family resemblance there was between the two. He didn't press the issue as he ducked into the back of the truck. It was a tight fit, especially for a grown man but he managed as he pulled his legs up a little. In the end he found parting his legs a little helped with comfort, but it was still a very closed space. He had a small window he could look out of, so he didn't feel too cramped at least. He was surprised however when Castiel sat in the back with him.

"Is this alright?" Castiel asked. He could tell that Dean was surprised and he didn't want to make him uncomfortable.

"Yeah, this is fine." Dean said. He tried to keep his heart from racing too much from being so close to Castiel.

"Good, wouldn't want you to be uncomfortable." Gabriel called from the front.

Dean already disliked him. He sent a glare to the back of Gabriel's head, before he felt something hit his knee. He looked over to see Castiel's leg touching his own and he cleared his throat pulling away a little. Castiel didn't seem to notice as he was too busy talking to Cain about something. Dean didn't catch what was being said as he only heard part of the conversation, so instead of trying to eavesdrop he turned to look out the window.

After a few minutes drive they were driving through town, heading south. The conversation between Cain and Castiel had quieted down. Gabriel started to chat with Castiel and it was then that Dean heard something that caught his attention.

"Are you going to be okay?" Gabriel asked.

Dean thought this was unusual, seeing as Castiel seemed fine. Of course he hadn't know Castiel that long and perhaps he was just good at hiding how he was feeling. He looked over to Castiel who was frowning now.

"Gabriel, now is not the time." Castiel said, his voice low.

Gabriel looked back in the rear view mirror at Castiel and then Dean before shrugging and looking back towards the road. Dean looked over to Castiel, and was about to ask what that was all about when Gabriel spoke up once more.

"So...Dean right? Cain and Castiel were telling me about you." Gabriel said. "What do you do for a living?"

Dean felt a wave of fear rush through him at this question. He usually didn't tell others what he did, mainly due to how many times he had been judged for it. He didn't want to lie with Castiel there however, but he felt that he may ruin his friendship with everyone in the truck if he told the truth.

"I...work at a club." Dean said, it wasn't too far from the truth at least.

"So like a bouncer or something?" Gabriel asked.

"Or something." Dean nodded. He looked over to see Castiel staring at him, still frowning. He gulped, scared that Castiel could tell he was lying.

"H-how far away is this place?" Dean asked changing the subject.

"It's about a two hour drive." Cain said. "I would of drove us out there but my car is broken down."

"You know I can check out your car tomorrow evening if you want?" Dean offered. "I'm pretty good with cars."

"If it isn't too much trouble?"

Dean shook his head. "No, no trouble at all." He grinned. From the corner of his eye he could see Castiel smiling before turning to look out his own window.

The rest of the ride was mostly quiet on Dean's end, he listened to the other three men talk casually and he fell asleep to the soft sound of it. They pulled off the main road onto a dirt one, the bumps jolting Dean from his nap. He groaned at his stiff muscles and tried to move his leg but ended up brushing up against Castiel.

"Sorry..." Dean mumbled sitting up more in his seat.

"It's fine." Castiel smiled.

Dean could feel Gabriel's eyes on him and when he turned to look at him the other man looked back to the road. They pulled off near a medium sized field, and Gabriel turned the truck off. Dean could see what he assumed where bee houses further in the field, but what caught his eye was the large old barn that seemed to be falling into disrepair. It's red and white paint was faded and peeling. The shutters were closed and the door leading inside was left wide open and it seemed to be falling off it's frame, but the structure itself seemed to be alright. It was standing upright at least.

"Who take's care of this land while your gone?" Dean asked Cain as soon as they were out of the truck.

"A few neighboring farms stop in and take care of the bees, but not much more than that. I used to drive out here all the time, but once I couldn't make frequent trips out here I set up a small group of bees in my backyard back home." Cain explained as they walked.

"Have you ever thought about maybe...using this land for other things?" Dean asked looking around.

"No. There's no use. I don't need the money so having livestock or crops just seems like a waste of time." Cain sighed.

"What...about selling the land?"

Cain stopped and turned to Dean. Dean immediately knew that this was the wrong question to ask by the look Cain was giving him. He quickly mumbled an apology and ducked his head down. Cain silently walked away, Gabriel and Castiel following after him.

Dean decided to let them walk on their own and to go exploring the barn a little. He figured they didn't need his help, and at the same time he wasn't really interested in beekeeping. He was more interested in the building and how badly it was damaged. He hesitantly entered the building, making sure nothing loose would fall from being disturbed.

He muttered to himself as he pushed against a few boards, making a mental note at how sound they were. He made sure that he would remember to ask Cain exactly how old the building was. It was constructed in such a way that it would be easy to change it into a house. The layout was large on the bottom, a few rooms to the side that Dean could look into. He assumed these had been for machinery or storage. Above was a loft that Dean didn't trust himself to go up to, there was a few rotten boards and he didn't want it falling out from under his feet.

Dean was interrupted when he heard Castiel talking. He thought perhaps the other man had come to find him him, but when Gabriel responded to Castiel was when Dean realized they were talking away from Cain. He didn't mean to eavesdrop but they were right beside the wall he was at. He tried to find a place to hide in case they could see his shadow but Gabriel's words stopped him.

"Does Dean know?" Gabriel asked.

"Know what?" Castiel responded. Dean could hear the irritation in his voice and he couldn't help but smile. He barely knew Gabriel but he figured he was the type of brother to get on his sibling's nerves.

"About your condition."

Dean's heart sank. Was Castiel sick? He had never seemed sick but then again he could be hiding it, Dean realized.

"Why would I? We hardly know each other?" Castiel hissed.

"Yeah sure. I can see how you two act around each other."

Dean blushed, he had hoped it wasn't too obvious that he held some kind of interest in Castiel.

"We aren't anything, and I'm not interested." Castiel growled.

Dean could hear him walk away and he felt his heart break a little. Did Castiel really mean that? He assumed he was being friendly because he wanted to be romantically involved with Dean...not because he was just being a friendly neighbor. Dean hoped that Castiel didn't know of his romantic interest in him.

He waited until he could hear Gabriel walking away before leaving his hiding spot by the wall. He was brushing off the dirt that had collected on his jeans when he nearly ran into Gabriel. Dean let out a small yell of surprise and stumbled back a bit, not expecting to see Gabriel there.

"Uhm...where's Cas?" Dean asked brushing past Gabriel.

"Cas?" Gabriel laughed following after him.

"Sorry, Castiel."

Gabriel gave a small, "Oh", before continuing. "He's with Cain. He's pretty interested in beekeeping."

Dean just nodded and kept walking towards the truck. He looked down at the ground, scuffing the dirt with his shoes every few steps. He knew Gabriel had something to say to him, and he waited patiently for him to speak up. He was worried that perhaps Gabriel knew that he had lied about his job, or maybe he was going to confront him about his relationship with Castiel.

"We have some beer in the cooler in the back." Gabriel said, surprised Dean. He looked in the back to find a red cooler tied down.

"Thanks." Dean said grabbing a beer. He tossed a second one to Gabriel who nodded his own thanks. "To be honest, your brother and Cain don't seem like drinkers to me."

"It depends for Castiel." Gabriel stated, drinking from the can.

"Depends on what exactly?" Dean narrowed his eyes, giving Gabriel a suspicious look.

A conflicted look came across Gabriel's face and he sighed, playing with the can in his hands for a few hesitant seconds. Dean gritted his teeth, annoyed by all the secrecy that was being passed around by everyone else. It was almost like they were on the playground and Dean was the one waiting to join the game of telephone.

"I shouldn't tell you if Castiel hasn't." Gabriel finally said.

Dean held himself back from nearly attacking Gabriel. He was growing tired of this, but before he could say anything Castiel was approaching them. He decided to keep his mouth for the sake of Cas. Castiel gave Gabriel a concerned look before turning to Dean. Dean couldn't help but smile when Castiel looked away shyly.

"Gabe, come on. Cain wants to talk to you about something and he wants me to help him out." Castiel said.

Castiel nodded to Dean before walking back to Cain. He looked back to Dean once as Gabriel joined him, but it was brief and soon he was too far away for Dean to say anything to him. Dean couldn't help but wonder even more what Castiel was hiding.