I own nothing but the story. No profit was made. Italics are Dean's thoughts. Okay once again there will be slash in this chapter, so if you don't like slash leave now, or forever hold your vomit. Anyways for everyone else, forward scroll and enjoy.

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He grasped his angels face and smiled before pulling him in for a kiss. They moan into each other. Cas runs his hands through Dean's hair, and damn if that didn't send sparks straight to his groin. Dean pushed Cas up against the wall so he could regain the control.

Cas grabbed Dean's shoulder and he shuddered with pleasure from the contact. "Dean I need you." Cas trembled out. Dean growled from the urgency in his voice, the desperate need for release. He never would have imagined Cas to be this responsive, but god was he loving it.

"I need you too." He said between kisses. He moved his hands down the angel's chest again.

Cas shivered. "Oh Dean, wake up." Dean looked up to see Cas staring at him with the same urgency. "Oh Dean please wake up." He moaned. Dean grew even more confused. "Cas that's not kinky."

"Dean wake up!" He shot up in his bed and felt his head spin from the sudden position shift. Sam was staring down at him concerned. "Dean are you okay?" he asked.

Dean looked around trying to remember were he was. He laid back down once he did, and rolled over. "No." He answered flatly. Damn, it was just a dream.

Sam plopped down on his bed. "Well it's nice to see you too."

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He glared at the taller angel. He wasn't sure he could take him, but he'd sure try. "What did you do?" The taller angel fidgeted again. He was getting ready to ask less nicely when he finally spoke.

"I just made his feelings come to the surface." He shrugged like it should've been obvious. He was trying to save face. He had been basically cowering in the corner, as soon as Castiel had yelled at him and shot daggers at him with his eyes. There's just no getting over his piercing gaze, that's one thing he could agree with that monkey over. Still he had an image to uphold.

"What do you mean?" He asked trying to calm him self, so he could find out what he came here for. He hadn't expected that the person he'd come to for help would be the one responsible for the problem.

Uriel folded his arms. "I made his true feelings come to the surface, so he couldn't hide them any more." Cas had been looking down but was now staring at him; well castrating him with his eyes would be a more accurate description. "Why?" He practically growled.

Now Uriel was getting angry. "Why do you think?" He snapped. "I was tired of you moping all the time, and that boy always tip toeing around his feelings for you. I was trying to help you." Cas narrowed his eyes at him. "Okay and I thought it would be funny." He laughed.

Cas had to calm himself again. "I told you Dean does not."

"Of course he does!" He yelled angry again. "This is what I'm talking about. You are always too hard on yourself." He advanced on him. "There is so much to like about you, and he likes it all, boy does he like it all." He laughed again.

Cas looked down trying to hide the hope that was filling his vessel's heart. "Why is he getting so sick?" He asked barely able to stop his voice from trembling with excitement, from just the possibility.

"He's not sick he is just." He smiled. "Really happy." Cas looked up at him again. "Once he admits how he feels, how he really feels it will go away, or back to normal anyway. You just need to get him to say it."

"Me?" He asked silently. How was he supposed to get Dean to open up, Even he didn't fully believe that Dean had feelings for him, so how was he supposed to convince him to say it?

"It's his feelings for you that he's hiding. You are the only one who can get the truth out of him." Cas stood there for a while letting that sink in, and trying to gather his courage. He knew what he had to do. But could he? He finally raised his head to meet Uriel's gaze. He nodded and flew off he had no other choice.

Uriel shook his head. "One day I hope I won't, always, have to help my little brother." He smiled.

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"Okay what the hell happened?" Sam asked. Dean had been staring up at the ceiling since he woke him. He hadn't said a word just laid there staring at it. Really what was so interesting about it? He also noticed the spots that looked like someone threw mustard up at it; at least he hoped that was what it was. But still who would want to stare at that all day?

"How the hell would I know? I just sort of passed out." He shrugged. There was no way he was going to tell Sam about the heat and urge he felt when Cas was there, nor was he going to tell him about the dream. The amazing 'I wish it were true dream'. He glanced over at Sam and saw the 'I'm not letting this go look' he was giving him. He sat up. "Look Sam, I'm fine okay really."

Sam rolled his eyes. "Sure you are Dean, what if someone did this to you?"

Now Dean was getting mad, leave it to Sam to always think the worst. "Who?" He growled. "Or why?" Sam got up and walked over to his computer, Dean continued. "Come on Sam, nothing evil can get in here, and I haven't been by anyone." Well besides that girl-thing, but I think I went crazy before I ran into her.

Sam scratched his head and sat down. "Maybe I can find something on the web, or Bobby might know something." He flipped open his laptop.

"Bobby? Dude I'm fine okay." I just need my angel. "Can we just get out of here already, I'm going stir crazy." Or more crazy.

Sam was about to yell at Dean to take this more seriously; when Castiel's sudden appearance interrupted him. Sam and Dean stared at him but he just looked down. "So did you find out what happened?" Sam asked after it seemed that he wasn't going to start the conversation.

Cas kept his head down and nodded. "Yes, and I know how to fix him."

Sam gave Dean a 'I told you so' stare before looking back at Cas. "So how do we?"

Cas finally looked up. "I need to speak with Dean." Sam stared at him confused, and waited for him to talk. Cas just stared at him and he got the silent message. "You mean alone?" He asked. How was that going to help Dean?

Cas nodded his head again. Sam looked over at Dean who just shrugged. He glanced between them again before leaving the room.

Once they were alone, Dean stared at Cas who was again staring at the floor. "So what's wrong with me?" He asked still skeptical that anything was wrong with him, well anything beside the fact that he was going crazy.

Cas looked up and there was so much sorrow on his face. Dean was filled with the sudden urge to kill who ever put it there. "I'm sorry Dean." That shocked him where had that come from?

It took his brain a while to register that and to come up with a response. "Sorry for what?" He asked.

Cas looked down again. "It's my fault you're sick." Dean got even more confused and found his head tilting the same way Castiel's head usually does. "I…I have feelings for you." He murmured. What? "I wanted to know if you felt the same. Sam thought that jealousy would get you to admit it but when you didn't, I kind of gave up." Sam? "That's when Uriel decided to."

"Uriel?!" What the hell did Uriel do?

Cas looked at him and there was so much guilt on his face that it made Dean's expression change from one of anger to one of concern in a second. "He opened your feelings so you couldn't hide them." He looked back down. "I'm sorry Dean I did not realize that my feelings would put you in harms way."

Now it makes sense. "Wait." He suddenly said. "So that's what the 'private swimming lesson' was about." Cas just nodded. "And why you were ignoring me yesterday." Another nod. Well now I don't have to kill Sam for trying to steal my angel from under me. I will have to get him back though. "And Uriel put some whammy on me so I couldn't hide my feelings?" Cas nodded again. So that explains what happened to me yesterday. He started to get relieved that he wasn't crazy when another thought hit him. Did that mean that he really doesn't like girls?

He was so caught up in his thoughts that he hadn't noticed Castiel getting more and more nervous. "I'm sorry Dean." Dean looked up at him again. "I'll leave I don't wish to cause you anymore trouble." He turned to leave when Dean grabbed his hand. "Wait." Cas looked down at his hand in Dean's hand.

Ugh this shouldn't be this difficult just say it. "Cas… I-I do." He paused trying to get it out. Cas stared at him with his head tilted. Damn it! He grabbed Castiel's face and pulled him forward for a chaste kiss. When he pulled back Cas was blushing and breathing harder. "I don't want you to leave." Cas stared into his eyes. "I do have feelings for you, I always have. I guess I was hiding them cause I thought… I thought that you didn't feel the same." Cas smiled at him and Dean looked down embarrassed. "I want you to stay… with me." He finished. Cas lifted his head and kissed him.

He wasn't sure where this would lead. Who knows what the future holds or even the next day for that matter. But as long as he could have Cas by his side he'd be fine, he could handle any thing.

"Holy crap." Sam froze at the scene before him. He didn't know this is what Cas meant about fixing Dean. But he sure didn't want to see the rest of the process. "I'll uh just go outside...car…house…bye." He turned and ran into the door. Yup he was pretty sure he broke his nose. He waved I'm fine before racing out of the room and down the hallway. Not wanting to hear a single thing that comes out of that room.

Dean laughed. "Well I guess me and Sammy are even." He looked down at his angel and smiled. "But we're not."

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AN: Yea I finally finished this story. I spent a day trying to narrow down the way I wanted this to sound, there wasn't much humor in this chapter but I hope you still enjoyed it. Thanks to all the readers and reviewers. I'm glad you all liked it.

Oh and side note, I wasn't sure if anyone got this but, Dean staring up at the ceiling was supposed to be him subconsciously staring up at Cas. You know kind of like trying to see into the heavens even through the ceiling. I don't think that worked though oh well.