A/N: Okay, Chapter 3! Rating has been changed to "M", you'll see why in this chapter. Enjoy. ;)


"You used the Horn on me. Didn't you!"

The water in the shower turned off, saving Castiel.

They both quickly turned back around and pretended to sleep, while Sam came out with a towel wrapped around his waist to grab some clothes from his bag before disappeared back into the bathroom. (A/N: Thought I'd give Sam-Lovers a nice image)

They turned back round and Dean glared at Castiel for a moment before shaking his head and laughing.

Castiel laid back down when Sam came out again while Dean pretended to just have woken up.

"Morning, Sammy," He said, pretending to stretch.

"Hey, you're in a good mood," Sam noted while packing his stuff.

"And why wouldn't I be? We just ganked our first witch in way too long, helped out a good friend, and I had a really good night sleep," at the last bit he looked over a Castiel, doing really well at pretending to be asleep.

"Did you sneak out and get laid last night or something?"

"Nope, just happy to be here with my favorite little brother and my favorite little angel,"

"Only little brother and only decent angel who doesn't want us dead," Sam corrected.

"Whatever, Buzz-Kill-Bob, I'm going for a shower, do us a favor, check on Cas, try wake him up, freezing cold water down his back might work," He said with a wink and a quick glance at Castiel but he still hadn't moved. Wow, he's a better actor than I thought. Sam just shook his head at the suggestion.

He showered quickly and went back out, unlike Sam he'd remembered to bring clothes in with him. He slipped into his jeans and a dark blue T-shirt with a Blue flannel shirt open over in.

He walked out to see Castiel practically cowering away from Sam, who was sat on the edge of the bed with one arm out trying to coax him away from the headboard and calm down.

"Cas, come on, I'm not going to hurt you!" He said moving closer, Castiel just cowered further away.

"What the hell did you do?" Dean said moving over to them.

"I didn't do anything! He woke up, freaked out and crawled away from me!"

Dean sat on the other side of the bed to Sam and said, "Cas, what's wrong?" Castiel didn't say anything, just buried his head in his knees again.

Dean looked up at Sam for help but saw Sam sniggering. He looked at Sam with so much confusion, Sam couldn't hold in his laugh any longer. He burst out laughing and Dean heard a giggle come from Castiel.

"Okay, what's going on?" Dean said sitting back up straight.

"Cas, told me what happened last night and I wanted to make sure you really cared about him and wasn't just using him or saying you like him to make him happy, so I came up with a test and just got Cas to go along with it," He said when he composed himself. Dean glared at them both in turn before saying, "So? Did I pass?"

"Yep, usually if someone was as freaked as Cas was acting and you wasn't on a case and didn't know why they were freaked out, you'd be awkward and wouldn't be sure what to do or say and wouldn't try touch them or comfort them, but you wasn't and you tried to comfort him, classic sign of love" Sam beamed.

Dean leant forward to Castiel so their faces were inches apart but instead of kissing him, he grabbed a pillow and threw in at Sam. Then kissed Castiel.

They were in a different motel room, somewhere in Utah. Sam had persuaded Castiel to ride in the Impala with them instead of just zapping them there or meeting them there, much to Dean's appreciation. He hated asking people for stuff. They drove in a comfortable silence, with just AC/DC playing quietly. It was loud when they started driving but Sam turned it down and batted Dean's hand away whenever he went to turn it up again.

Oh, what room we getting?" Sam said suddenly.

"What do you mean?" Dean said, keeping his attention on the road.

"Well, you think this hotel will have rooms with three beds?" Sam asked.

"Um, I'm not sure," Dean thought for a moment. He really didn't want to sleep on a couch again. Just before he could say something, Castiel, who'd been sat quietly the whole time, spoke up.

"I don't need a bed, I don't sleep,"

"Oh yeah, okay, that's that sorted," Sam said and looked back down at the book he was reading.

When they got there Sam and Dean went to interview some people while Castiel searched the building for anything unusual.


Sam and Dean arrived back at the motel room at around 12:30 after stopping on the way to get food. They were sat eating, Sam reading through books while Dean was on the laptop.

"So, what are you?" Sam said unexpectedly.

Dean stared in confusion for a moment before saying, "I'm Dean… did you hit your head while trying to climb out the Impala or something?"

"No, you as in you two," Sam rolled his eyes.

"Me and… oh Cas," he realized.

"Yeah, are you, like, together or…" Sam wasn't sure how to end the question so he just left it unfinished.

"I dunno, I haven't spoke to him about it since it happened," he finished his burger and took Sam's empty salad container to the bin for him.

"Thanks, so, when you gonna talk to him about it? If you want, I can go to the library or something for a while when he gets back," Sam offered.

"Thanks Sammy, if you give us an hour or so and I'll text you if we finish before that,"

"Yeah, no problem," Sam said, closing his books.

"So, you're okay with this?" Dean asked, shutting the computer down, "I mean, me and Cas,"

"Um, yeah, as long as you don't do to him what you do to everyone who gets close to you,"

"And what's that?"

"Love 'em and leave 'em,"

"I'm not gonna do that with Cas,"

"Yeah but, you've said that before Dean,"

"When?"

"Well... I can't remember, listen, I'm not trying to pick a fight, I'm just saying, don't hurt him,"

"I'm not g- wait, are you giving me the big brother speech?"

Sam sighed, "Well, yeah, Cas is sort of like a little brother to me, and I don't want to see him hurt, especially not by you because that'd mean I have to take sides and I love you both,"

"Wow, wow, chick flick moment!"

"Sorry, but it's true, be careful, remember he's new to emotion, especially this one and bear in mind how much damage it could do,"

"Yeah, okay, I'll bear that in mind," Dean rolled his eyes but what Sam said had really helped and reassured him. Castiel came back about twenty minutes later and, after hearing that he'd found nothing out of the ordinary in town, Sam said he was going to do some research at the local library.

"Cas, we need to talk," Dean said as soon as Sam closed the door. He'd given him the keys to the Impala as thanks.

"About what Dean?" Castiel asked.

"About us,"

Castiel didn't reply, he just waited patiently, staring at Dean.

"Well, do you know what a relationship is?"

"It's a particular type of connection existing between people related to or having dealings with each other,"

Well, that sounded like it came straight out of a dictionary, Dean though.

"Okay, more specifically, do you know what a relationship, as in a couple, is?"

"An emotional or sexual affair or liaison or a an romantic or sexual involvement,"

"Okay, yeah, basically, yeah," Oh god, what the hell am I supposed to say? I should have asked Sam, he'd be so much help right now.

Dean had been sat at the table while Castiel was stood in front of him. Dean grabbed his hand and pulled in into the chair opposite him. Castiel complied.

He pulled his chair closer to Castiel and put his hands on his knees. Castiel was sat straight with his hands in his lap. Dean leant forwards and kissed him slowly. One of Castiel's hands went to Dean's shoulder while the other went to his hair.

He's a fast learner, Dean thought.

Dean got up without breaking the kiss and took Castiel's hands, lacing their fingers together. He pushed Castiel backwards until the back of his legs hit the bed then pushed him down, climbing on top of him, one leg on either side of Castiel's. He stripped off his trench coat and suit jacket while Castiel took Dean's shirt off.

He really is a fast learner!

He started on Castiel belt and he quickly follows. Castiel put his hand on Dean's before he could pull his trousers down.

"Dean-" He started but Dean interrupted him.

"It's okay, I know you've never done this before, it's okay, if I do anything you're not comfortable with just tell me and I'll stop, okay? I don't want to hurt you," He said trailing kisses down Castiel's jaw. Castiel nodded and moved his hand back to Dean's hair. He placed his left hand on the scar he'd left when he dragged Dean out of hell, causing him to shudder and moan into the kiss. He gripped Castiel's cock and Castiel gasped, making Dean even harder.

Castiel did the same with Dean; he was surprisingly skillful for someone who'd never done this before. Dean picked up the pace, pumping Castiel harder, who matched his speed. They both came and Castiel did something Dean hadn't told him or showed him how to.

Dean fell on the bed next to him and Castiel crawled down and licked the cum off his chest and the head of his dick, which made Dean grip the bed sheets beside him to suppress another moan. When he licked most of it up, Dean put his hands round Castiel's upper-arms and pulled him up to him easily and kissed him again. He could taste himself on Castiel's tongue.

Dean pushed Castiel's head onto his chest and stroked his slick black hair out of his beautiful blue eyes. They heard the Impala drive into the parking lot and, before Dean could blink, they were both fully dressed and clean. Sam came in and Dean and Castiel were sat at the table holding hands.

Sam smiled and went into the bathroom.


The rest of the night Dean and Castiel kept steeling glances at each other and smiling sweetly.

When it was time for bed Castiel was about to disappear to go… where ever went when the boys slept but Dean grabbed his hand before he left.

"Cas, um, you wanna stay here tonight, with me?"

"Is it okay with Sam?" Castiel asked entwining their fingers.

"I'm cool with it, as long as you keep it PG," Sam answered instead of Dean.

"Can't keep any promises," he said back but Sam could tell he was joking.

"There's only two beds," Castiel said.

Dean just sighed and looked at him. He still didn't get what Dean was getting at for another few moments while Sam sat and sniggered in the background.

Eventually Dean got tired of waiting for the cogs in Castiel's head to start working quicker and just said, "We can share,"

Sam went to his bed after he got changed into his pajamas and Dean tugged Castiel over to his bed. He told Castiel to take his shoes, trench coat, jacket and tie off and then pushed him down gently. He went over to the other side of the bed and climbed in, lifting Castiel's head onto his chest and kissing his hair.

"I've never slept before," Dean heard Castiel whisper so as not to disturb Sam.

"Can you?" Dean asked curiously

"Yes,"

There was silence between them until Castiel broke it,

"I'm scared," It was barely audible but Dean was certain he heard correctly.

"Why?" He stroked his hair softly again, rubbing his arm with the other hand

"Because sleeping is going from completely aware of everything around me to knowing nothing," Castiel whispered, Dean could have been mistaken but he thought he heard Castiel's breathing catch slightly, like he was holding in a sob.

"It's okay Cas, I'm here, nothings gonna hurt you while I'm here, I'll rip their lungs out before they can even get close," He comforted him quietly, kissing his hair.

Castiel fell asleep for the first time with Dean's arms around him, while Dean hummed an AC/DC song Castiel vaguely recognized from the Impala, and he'd never felt safer.


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