Dean laid his head back on the bed, his lungs finding it difficult to pull in enough air, and for just a moment he nearly blacked out. A hazy smile lighting his face, sweat droplets causing a healthy shine on his taut tanned flesh, and sticky white ropes sprayed across his abdomen. He reached for the damp cloth he placed on his headboard earlier and swiped himself clean. He couldn't help the small giggle that escaped as he moved the laptop closer to his face. He sucked in a quick breath as he saw the image on the screen for the first time since he'd felt his orgasm ripping through him.

"Mmm Dean...wow," Castiel laughed softly, his head falling back against his pillow. He could hear Dean's soft panting over the speakers and couldn't calm his own for a few minutes. He patted around his bed for the shirt he had thrown off and wiped himself off before slowly sitting up. "I need to go clean up," Castiel laughed and bounced off the bed, making sure to move the camera back to it's normal place. He threw a smile at his friend before hurrying off towards his bathroom.

"Okay" Dean said as he gave a quick chuckle, trying not to be too obvious about the crazy things running through his mind at the moment. They'd been talking like this for a few weeks and although it was such a short time it felt like so much more. He knew they'd passed the friend zone long before the whole video play thing even started, but he couldn't help the thoughts surrounding the L word that invaded his mind. He wasn't aware of how Cas felt about this but he'd been assured enough to know that his friend was more than okay with whatever it was that they were becoming. He tried to quieten his thoughts as he watched the still unbelievably hot torso come back into view on his screen. The spent feeling in his cock wasn't even enough to keep it from twitching as he took in the gorgeous sight before him. "Dammit Sweetheart, you tryin to kill me?"

Castiel couldn't help but give him a sly grin, turning to give him a full view of his naked chest his pj's hanging dangerously low on his hips. "Eh...I might wanna keep you around for a bit longer...you're too cute to die yet," Castiel laughed grabbing up his sweater and pulling it on, making his hair stick up even worse. Humming softly he cleaned up his room a little before plopping down on his computer chair. It never ceased to amaze him just how comfortable he had become around Dean in the past few weeks. He found himself smiling more and actually feeling happy...though Dean still found ways to make him blush like crazy.

Dean chuckled trying to hide the fact that his heart sped up when Castiel mentioned keeping him for any amount of time.. They hadn't discussed the specifics of what they had, and he was fairly certain they weren't actually like dating or anything.. but there was something.. he just .. God he needed more sometimes. He felt the distance was something they could handle but at the same time it felt like it was the only thing keeping them grounded in reality. Dean wanted so badly to have a more physical, in the flesh, thing with Cas, but he was also kind of afraid of how reality would fair in their fantasy filled relationship. "Sorry I didn't ask you sooner but how was work today? Oh .. and real quick before I forget .. Charlie said something about this other game she's trying to get me to play.. and when I remember the name of it… you can tell me if you think I'd like it." The if you want me to play it with you left unspoken.

"Work was ok...I kinda well….hid from someone...don't laugh at me!" Castiel whined when Dean pressed his lips together keep from chuckling. He rolled his eyes but couldn't stop the grin forming on his lips. "He's a jerk and I don't like talking to him. Anyway, other than that it was good. And as far as the game...she might be talking about Far Cry 3...it's basically a first person shooter...so...you might be stuck with her on that one," Castiel laughed softly biting his lip.

A look of recognition crossed his face when Castiel mentioned the forgotten title. "Aww baby, that's ..well I can understand not wanting to deal with Assholes at work, that's for sure. And that sounds like a cool game but I think I'm gonna stick to one at a time.. there's plenty of stuff to keep me busy with the one we are already playing." Dean hoped it didn't sound weird that he didn't have interest in games that didn't come packaged with a gorgeous, geeky, blue-eyed Angel. He knew he was screwed, had been for a long time… it was all he could do to just hold on and enjoy the ride.

Castiel smiled brightly at him and nodded, reaching over to pull on his glasses. He opened his mouth to say something when his phone started ringing. "Speaking of our Queen…" he laughed and answered to have a very rushed excited conversation with Charlie. "Oh my god so...I can't believe I forgot to tell you this! Charlie just let me know that we finally got our tickets but...I'm...we're going to a gaming convention in a few weeks….it's in Kansas City, Kansas…" Castiel said, his heart beating furiously in his chest.

"HOLY SHIT! Youre coming to Kansas?" Dean was completely unable to hide the excitement on his face, he would have jumped up and began to dance if he'd had enough brain left at the moment… everything was short circuiting over Castiel being in the same state as he was for once, let alone under an hour drive away. "Jesus Christ Cas, that's so friggin awesome.. umm..well I mean.." Dean wasn't sure how to end that the last thing he wanted to do was assume that his friend was just as eager to meet as he was.

Castiel couldn't help the huge smile on his face as he watched Dean pretty much freak out on his side. "Would...you want to meet up or...even come with us?" Castiel asked, ignoring the way his entire face heated up. He wanted to meet Dean in the flesh so badly...he loved their time together over video chats and what not but...he needed more. He needed to know that Dean felt the same as him...in person.

"YES! I mean .. uh yeah to all of it .. I'd love to hang out with you and it would certainly be my first gaming convention, hell any kind of convention that wasn't strictly LGBT related.. but yes I'd.. I'd really like that Cas." There was no hesitation in the acceptance of the invitation, once he knew Castiel was on board for them to be in the same room together there was no stopping him.

"This...this is going to really awesome…" Castiel laughed softly, his face hurting from smiling so much. "I really don't want to leave but I have to get to bed. I'll talk to you tomorrow Dean...sweet dreams," Castiel said.

"You too sweetheart, Goodnight." He replied before he watched the square on the screen disappear. Yeah, it was going to be really awesome… Cas was special.. he was...he could be everything.

Dean tucked himself tightly in his bed that night, thoughts of what would, could, should, happen dancing through his mind. They were actually going to meet, and he was going to be able to kiss, hold, and love the man he felt like he'd been waiting for his whole life for... well he thinks they'll kiss… they'll kiss right? Yeah, he assured himself.. Cas definitely wanted to kiss him.. the other stuff might wait .. and that's cool he'd be okay with that.. but he knew his Angel would want a kiss.. and he was more than happy to give it to him. When the amount of sheer excitement eased down enough for him to get to sleep, he drifted off with the smile still pushing against his sore cheeks.

The next day Dean bought his ticket for the convention, his excitement could barely be contained inside his six foot frame. He whistled through making breakfast and did his best to act reasonably normal around the other two men who seemed to constantly be in his space. He didn't want to say anything about the convention just in case they felt the need to tease him about it. This was too good to have taken away by his ass of a best friend or even his dorky brother who would totally turn it into some sort of chick-flick moment.

He chuckled to himself when he thought about how Sam would probably envision Dean and Cas running into one another's arms in slow motion at an airport or something. His heart may have fluttered at the idea, but he stopped that shit immediately.. it just wasn't realistic. It was more likely that they'd end up lost in the crowd texting one another, until they finally came face to face, and Castiel would blush.. because of all the stuff they'd talked about… and Dean would rub his neck nervously unsure if he was allowed to just pull Cas into him… and they'd laugh and talk about how weird it was .. and then things would be okay.. that was real.. that was possible.. and that was when he realized he'd spent the last forty minutes lost in thought about their first meeting. Dean shook his head mostly in disbelief of himself.. and continued on with his day.

Pretty soon nearly two weeks had passed which left just a little over one more until the convention. To say Dean was slightly on edge was an understatement, but he was keeping himself well under control he thinks.. usually...okay sometimes. He'd become more anxious and excited than he'd ever been which was a little overwhelming but he was happy so he wasn't going to complain. He had a skype date with Cas after work tonight and he knew the minute he saw the gorgeous face staring back at him he'd be calmer, he just needed to make it another couple hours.

"Yo Winchester, I need eight shots of Tequila and four Jager Bombs."

"On it!" Dean shouted back.. dragging himself out of the clouded haze.

He was exhausted when he walked through the door, but he made his way to his bathroom and peeled off the sticky layers and jumped in the shower, trying to wash the grime of douchebag off of him. Dean enjoyed his job, he loved that Lawrence had such a supportive community, where others weren't so fortunate.. but sometimes it wore on him. Dean was a flirt by nature and that wasn't going to change overnight, not even for Castiel.. but sometimes the customers would get a little handsy and where he would have never thought anything about it before .. it almost felt wrong, even though he and Cas weren't really putting any labels on anything.

"Fuck" he groaned as he washed himself off and tried to do his best to forget what happened and just savor the moments with his smiling blue-eyed Angel.

~Dean Winchester is Requesting Video Chat~

The familiar box opened but he was met with a very unfamiliar face, He mentally gave thanks that he had kept his clothes on before sending the request. He never really EXPECTED anything to happen with Cas but it usually did, and he was pretty happy with the current arrangement, which brought him back to who the hell was looking at him. "Uh… hi" he said trying not to sound jealous or awkward.. the guy was decent looking but probably not Cas' type.. if he had one...

Luc felt his eyes widen when the infamous Dean appeared...Cassie was not kidding about those jade like eyes. He wasn't into men but he could admit he was pretty gorgeous. He could definitely see why Castiel was always blushing when he was mentioned. He raised his hand in a small wave and grinned a little deviously at him...so this is the one who's turned his baby brother into a smiling goofy mess lately. He made an obvious show of checking Dean out and grinned again. "Wow...you are kinda hot."

"Uh, Thanks?" Dean was still kind of confused but who could be mad at someone who had just called them hot.. even if he was completely uninterested.. it was nice to be complimented. "Any chance Cas is hiding over there somewhere? He does that sometimes.."

Luc snorted out a laugh and looked over his shoulder just as the door opened, he could hear Cassie humming. "Luc….what...WHY ARE YOU ON MY COMPUTER!" Castiel shouted, his entire face a bruising shade of red. "Don't worry Cassie...just saying hello to your boyfriend here."

Castiel stormed into the room and tried to shove his brother off only to get into a short lived wrestling match with him...but this time...he actually won. He wiped the sweat off his face with his shirt and glanced at the screen bashfully, "Uh...hello Dean…"

"Fuck that was… hell that was kinda hot Cas… uhm… maybe you should let him go though? He didn't really do much just said I was hot.. and hey.. who could argue with that?" Dean had laughed through the first couple minutes of the brothers fighting and even through Castiel's red faced anger, but he had to admit the laughing stopped when he watched the muscular form move in a graceful and rhythmic way until Luc who appeared much bigger and stronger than Castiel was laying on the floor with his little brother sitting on his back.

"Luc...really? Ugh, you're impossible," Castiel grunted and let his brother up only to get punched in the shoulder. "It was lovely to finally meet you Dean," Luc chuckled and hurried up the stairs. Castiel shook his head and dropped his glasses on his desk so he could run his hands over his face. "Sorry I'm a little late...and...well...you finally met my brother!" Castiel forced a laugh before going over to his dresser to grab clean clothes.

Dean tried to get out a "Yeah, you too man." to Luc but he was gone before he could open his mouth. He was happy to finally be able to see the adorably perfect face he'd missed earlier though.."Yeah, looks like I did.. he seems cool.. a little teasing like me, but you kinda kicked his ass so.. maybe he'll leave it alone for a while huh?"

"Hopefully...I'm gonna go change real quick. Did you want to play the game tonight or just chat for awhile?" Castiel asked with a soft smile.

"It's up to you man, but there was a really cool thing I was looking at earlier and I was kinda hoping you could help me figure it out?" Dean would have been more than happy to just sit in his room and talk to the gorgeous, shy, nerdy, and totally hot guy he just happened to be hardcore crushing on.. but his nerves were already so on edge with the convention coming up so quickly and he didn't want to say or do anything to screw shit up.

Castiel nodded and looked over at the calendar hanging next to his monitor, "Ok...I'm gonna log off skype and meet you there. Dean...just one more week…" Castiel said with a huge smile and a little blush tinting his cheeks before he signed off.

Dean woke up to a pounding in his ears, he didn't drink last night.. why the hell was he feeling … oh wait he could hear the massive shouting voice of his little brother.

"Jesus Fucking Christ Sam just a minute."

He unlocked and opened the door to his brother with the biggest puppy eyes he'd seen in a long time. He wanted something, the eldest Winchester could smell it a mile away, his brother did not come armed with those damn sad "I couldn't find my way out of a paper bag" eyes without some sort of expectation in mind. Sam pushed his way further into Dean's room, leaving the door open behind him.

"Hey man, I know this is kind of a stupid thing to ask but.. Can I borrow some of your soap or whatever.. I haven't been anywhere but class in like forever and just realized I ran out of body wash yesterday…"

"Yeah sure Sammy just go grab it man.. ugh I could have slept in."

"Dean your door was locked or I would have just taken it…"

"Oh...yeah," Dean almost blushed as he remembered the reason he'd been locking his door so much lately, he must have fallen asleep before remembering to unlock it.

Sam came back out of his bathroom holding a long slender bottle, ready to murmur a "Thanks Man," but the look on Dean's face stopped him cold.

"Not that one, Give me that." he said taking back the bottle and carting it into his bathroom to come back out clutching a different kind.

"Is there something I should know about why you keep two kinds of body wash or is it just some weird sex thing?"

Dean cocked his head back in disbelief and scoffed. "No it's not some weird sex thing Sam, that one is the same kind Cas uses.." The words were out before he could pull them back in and he mentally and physically choked over it.

Sam's face lit in delight obviously taking in the embarrassing piece of information like it was the perfect ammunition, to which Dean suspected it actually was. He rarely gave Sam or Gabe anything to tease him about, hell he'd even kept most of his raging crush on Cas a pretty good secret.. they both knew of course that there was something… to it, but mostly it was all shady at best until that moment.

"Wait a minute… I thought you said it WASN'T a sex thing?" Sam put a little too much emphasis on wasn't if you asked Dean but still…

"It's not!" Dean said looking somewhat confused.

"Well, aren't you just adorable.. you actually bought his body wash and you don't even use it for your somewhat disturbing self-help practices." Sam said with a teasing smile.

Still partially asleep it took a minute for Dean to understand exactly what his brother had been talking about and he shot back a look that said "You're clearly crazy.. that's why you're treating me this way.. because you WANT to get your ass kicked."

However the words that actually left his mouth sounded a lot like..."Dude, why are you even thinking about my jack off habits… and why in the world would I want to use Cas' body wash for that.. exactly how fucked up is your mind Sammy, that this is the first place it goes?"

Sam finally disgusted and embarrassed enough to leave, Sam muttered something about "Fucking Gabriel, and his damn mind games." and clutched the body wash Dean had actually let him have and walked through the door.

Dean laughed as he closed the door behind Sam and crawled back into bed, he pushed himself back under the still mostly warm covers and hummed an appreciative noise for the soft memory foam mattress. There wasn't anything weird about him buying Cas' body wash.. it's not like he sat around sniffing it constantly .. it was just .. it smelled like fucking coconuts and he wasn't even sure how he'd ended up with it in his cart but it wasn't weird…

When Dean woke up for the second time that day he made a late breakfast for himself and for Gabe who was finally up and walking around much better in the last few days, meaning hopefully they could get rid of him soon. They ate quietly, or well at least one of them did… Gabriel had a no tolerance policy on silence.. so he was rambling constantly about something. Luckily his giant brother didn't mention their awkward encounter that morning because it was not something his best friend would have ignored… that's for sure.

He went on about his day doing as little thinking about how un-weird it was that he had owned said bottle of body wash for nearly two months, even before they began.. well being more than friends… It wasn't until later that night when about halfway through his shift, the owner came up and asked to speak to him for a minute.

"Dean honey, you're not in trouble so don't get that in your pretty little head, but.. is there something wrong? You seem a little off tonight?"

"Nah I'm cool.. sorry I'll do better Pam."

"Now stop that, I told you this isn't some sort of performance review or anything hon.. I just .. I got this feeling like something's off with you.. I'm pretty sure the customers aren't exactly sober enough to notice.. but I was more concerned than anything else...You sure you're okay sugar?"

The gorgeous brunette looked at him like she could see all the crazy shit going on in his head and that left a bitter taste in his mouth as he lied again. "Yeah, I'm… I'll be fine Pam, thanks."

He walked back out to the bar and did the best he could to focus on the job until he could go home. He was five minutes from walking out when the buzz of his phone pulled his attention away from the door.

Cas says: Hello Dean...I know you're probably on your way home already but I kinda missed you….I'm pathetic I know. Can't wait to see you!

Dean felt his stomach go queasy and his heart start pounding faster.. he didn't deserve this.. Cas was… God Cas was perfect.. Dean was still pretty much a giant fuck up, the only thing he'd ever done right was what he'd done for Sammy, and even that had it's ups and downs. He rubbed his fingers tightly against the bridge of his nose and did his best to distract himself, and it worked for all of the two minutes it took to get him behind the wheel of his beloved Impala.

Once there, he wrapped his arms over the wheel and buried his head in them. Here was this amazing guy, gorgeous, smart, and hilariously funny when he wanted to be guy … and he was so sweet, sending a text just to say he missed him.. Dean felt the bile rise up in his throat as he remembered the sweaty palm that had grabbed his arm and then his ass, like it wasn't his to begin with. He supposed that's what he got for being the way he was, flirting with random guys in a bar for tips, didn't exactly scream I have a mind and my body is my own property.

Dean went home he showered until the steaming water turned to ice and his body went numb. He climbed into bed, the last thing he wanted to do was pull out his laptop, he'd only be tempted… and Cas was better without him.. he'd see that eventually anyway, it was better to cut the head of the beast off now than to worry about how it would bite him later.

Five days later, he was going through the motions, but everyone around him could tell something was off, he tried to smile .. really he did.. it was just like his face wouldn't make the gesture anymore.. so he settled for his fake cocky grin he put on at the bar and tried to pass it off as a smile. It wasn't very convincing but it was good enough for Sam and Gabe to not ask too many questions so he decided that was the best he could hope for at the moment.

Charlie stared at the sleeping form of her best friend and felt herself frown for probably the 100th time that night...they'd be leaving for Kansas the next morning and Castiel hadn't cracked a smile once. Actually, he hadn't been the same goofy, smiling ear to ear guy all week. Meg even took her to the side to ask what was wrong with him when she picked him up. She had no clue...but she did have an inkling who was responsible.

And it was pissing her off.

She liked Dean...she really did. He was the snarky shit of an older brother she never thought she'd want. But he was even ignoring her video invites….she'd had enough. Castiel was her best friend...and bros before hoes….

She made sure to cover up Castiel so he wouldn't wake up (he had a habit of jerking awake because he was freezing) and turned off the lights in the family room. On her way towards her bedroom, she snatched up her laptop case and hurried down the hall.

Castiel didn't exactly approve of her hacking skills but...he usually just rolled his eyes at it. It made her feel powerful though...and she loved scaring the crap out of people. She felt the usual grin on her face as she set to work, finding the guy Castiel hated the most was easily enough. Once she was in Gabriel's system, she forced the video chat on and wasn't surprised to hear Gabriel pretty much scream in shock.

"Hello there Tickster...would Dean happen to be around? I need to talk to him...pronto," She said with a sickeningly sweet tone.

"Holy shit! Who...How...What the hell dude!" He said covering his chest with the only thing available which happened to be a fluffy couch pillow. He wasn't naked but he was probably only a few minutes away had the stranger not popped up on his damn screen.

Charlie quirked a brow and rolled her eyes, "Don't cover up for my precious eyes princess...I've seen worse...now...is Dean Winchester there or not? Oh and I'm Charlie by the way," she said.

Gabe was still a little taken back by the now slightly less of a stranger inhabiting his screen, but there was something familiar about her… "Yeah, he's around here somewhere.. but before I go looking…" Gabe narrowed his eyes slightly and continued. "Why… do you want him.. when you've got me beautiful...and Gabriel, the pleasure is all yours."

"Um...ew...sorry but you have a little something extra that does absolutely nothing for me. And I need to speak with Dean and rip him a new asshole for being a complete douche nozzle to Castiel...you know the guy he's been talking to for MONTHS and then all the sudden just...drops him like a hot potato? So please...get him for me would you dear?" Charlie said and gave him a charming smile.

"Oh! So that's why he's been so freaking messed up lately.. wait .. Are you sure it wasn't the other way around? Cause Dean-o's been acting like someone shot his favorite puppy. I'm serious here.. he's probably crying himself to sleep right now.. okay maybe not that bad but the guy is one Styx song away from eating frosting from the can and watching "Steel Magnolias" Gabe chuckled at his own brilliance.. and the accuracy of his assessment of the situation.

Charlie made a disgusted face and rolled her eyes again, "Wow...well now I know where Dean got his douchiness if he calls YOU his bff. God...and really? You're going to try and blame this on Castiel? Ok cheese ball...let me school you on a few things. Castiel has NEVER opened up to another guy...not for years. He meets Dean and he...just perked up. I've never seen him this happy...then you're wonderful Dean-O just stopped talking to him. Want proof...here...let me read you something," Charlie was getting even more pissed...she snatched up Castiel's phone she had stolen earlier to read through his text messages.

"Cas says: Hello Dean...I know you're probably on your way home already but I kinda missed you….I'm pathetic I know. Can't wait to see you!

Cas says: Dean? I thought you were going to meet me on skype tonight?

Cas says: Are you ok?

Cas says: Did I do something wrong?

"That's just a few of them...and Dean hasn't responded to one of them. So let me repeat myself...and I swear to Gandalf that if you do not get him, I will fuck your computer up so bad, the best technician will cry in a corner…"

"Yeah… okay hold on.." Gabriel pulled his shirt back over his head and hobbled down the hall. "Hey Dean, I think there's a piece of pie left on the coffee table if you want it.. I'm going to bed man.." He said before he continued down the hall to what he'd been claiming was his room for the last few months. He may or may not have silently prayed that everything would work out.. Dean had been happy.. and he liked that look on his friend.. and as curious as he was to find out what the hell happened.. he did not want to be standing between Charlie and his best friend.

Charlie bit her lip as Dean walked into view and she steeled her breath before yelling "Dean! You're actually alive!" she said with as much sarcasm as she could muster.

"Fuck!" He squealed, probably should have realized it was a trap when Gabriel supposedly had left pie uneaten.."Charlie?" Everything in his body wanted to ask how Cas was...if he was okay.. if...but he just couldn't .. after all it was best for them both. He hid his face in his hands as he took a seat on the couch in front of the laptop.

"Oh and before you even try it princess...you won't be able to just shut this off...I've locked it so all you can do is listen to my wonderful voice. So...how ARE you Dean?" She asked with a heated glare.

Dean rubbed his nose as he continued to partially hide, facing Charlie was probably easier than facing Cas, but that was about the only thing.. he'd rather have walked on hot coals than be sitting where he was at the moment. "Look I'm sorry..I know you're pissed and you have every right to be Charlie, but he's better off without me and the sooner you both realize that the better… I'm not … I.. He just is.. okay!"

"You can not be serious...Dean...why in the hell would he be better off? Castiel has been so happy...he's actually leaving his room to spend time with his brother and me! So please, tell me what is so much better about you not talking to him? I understand if you don't want this...whatever….this relationship is but...can you at least still be friends with him? If not, fine….but stop being a douche and actually talk to him! He thinks he did something and that you hate him now," Charlie said calming down her anger. She was tired...her best friend was an emotional wreck and it was wearing her down being constantly worried about him.

"It's not that easy Charlie.. if I could have talked to him.. don't you think I fucking would have.. I don't … This isn't easy for me.. I care about him.. a lot .. more than I should… You just don't understand.. you don't know me well enough .. but I fuck everything up.. I really do and I'm not saying this to get your pity or anything else but .. I don't want to mess him up.. he's .. God Charlie he's fucking perfect.. I mean.. not you know ACTUAL perfect but he's so freaking close. He's nice, and smart, and funny, and gorgeous, and dorky..I mean yeah it's a pretty package I've got but that's all there is.. I'm not good enough for him … Dammit!" His voice cracked and a single tear rolled down his cheek, he was completely unable to hide it but at the moment he didn't really give a flying fuck. He missed Cas, but he was doing what was best for both of them in the end.

Charlie sighed heavily and couldn't speak for a minute...something just dawned on her, "Dean...you do realize that you already did that right? You hurt him...you're STILL hurting him. What I don't get is...you think that you're not good enough for him? Well...we, especially Meg, think that him meeting you has been the best thing to happen to him. And this was before Luc even met you...and Meg doesn't know you at all...so...you want to try and run that bullshit by me again? And please...you're in love with him and scared. Castiel is going to kill me but I don't care...he's in love with you too Dean. So fix this...please."

Dean took a second to let himself calm down… he didn't like being so damn emotional, but holding everything concerning Cas in had been like expecting a toothpick to work as a dam. He realized that Charlie was right he was hurting Cas, he… shit it was the last thing he wanted .. and he'd ended up doing it anyway… wait did she say Cas loved him? "Charlie … what did you say?" Surely he'd misheard … or may he'd just imagined it.. he'd had enough wonky dreams lately that he pinched himself on principal alone and found that he was very much awake..now all that was left was for Charlie to repeat the words he was hoping she said…

Charlie smiled at him and propped her chin on her hand, letting him suffer for a minute longer, "Dean...Castiel's in love with you too buddy," she laughed a little and playfully rolled her eyes at how gross this was getting.

"Fuck… I mean...shit.. okay, I'll umm.. I'll do what I can to fix it… I promise..You guys are still coming to Kansas right?" Dean's smile was hurting his face but he wasn't sure he'd ever stop, given the new information.

"I was able to convince him to still come...so yes we'll be there. We're actually catching our flight in the morning. The creator for our game Shadow Creatures has his panel Friday morning so...you'll be able to find us wandering around there...Castiel will be hard to miss," Charlie said with a wink.

"Okay, keep him safe Charlie.. I don't feel good about the whole airplane thing but whatever gets you here.. just make sure it does… get you here I mean… I'll probably try to find you guys before the panel.. I.. I don't want him upset any longer than necessary… Get some sleep Charlie I'll see you Friday Morning." Dean smiled thinking it was less than twenty-four hours away, and he had an idea that meant he needed to pick up a couple things before time to leave.

"Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on him. Goodnight Dean," she said with a warmer smile. She mentally patted herself on the back and closed off all the open doors she yanked open to get into Gabriel's machine. Once she was completely out, she made her way back to the family room and smiled down at her friend, moving to lay down on the other couch.