"You're serious?" Sam exclaimed.

"Yeah why not? We've been dragging our sorry ass' from state to state to find what? Nothing, we might as well take a holiday while we can 'cause when this blows up we might not have another chance" Dean explained.

"We're in the middle of no where, what are we supposed to do?"

"Err, normal stuff like watch TV, drink beer and nature walks for all I care, I don't know Sammy but I feel safe here. I had Bobby scan the areas history and blueprint it. We're staying, if you need to take the Impala"

"Whoa, whoa, wait Dean did you just tell me to take your car, your baby without you?" Sam looked his brother in the eye.
"Yes. If you want to do it now, just take your God damn cell with you" Dean held his head in his hands and threw the keys at Sam.
"Okay" agreeing Sam was taking the Impala he didn't know where he was going but he was not passing this opportunity. It had been a while since they had personal space.

"I'll be back in a few days there's a place nearby Dad used to take us-" Sam began to explain as ideas burst into his mind. He left quickly blushing at his childlike response, he missed his father he was just too damn stubborn to admit it.

Dean had been on his own for three hours. He'd showered, ordered in, watched TV, drank beer and called Bobby 'just for a chat'. He was bored. He lay on his bed and finally remembered just what he was thinking about that night before he fell to sleep. Castiel…he shut his eyes for a while and he smiled. His bed dipped as a weight set down he bolted up and relaxed as he saw it was Castiel.

"Hello Dean" the angel greeted.

"Cas, we've had this conversation before, I hate it when you do that"

"Sorry..."

"What are you doing here anyway? Shouldn't you be clipping wings and kicking some angel ass?" Dean's eyes glinted.

"It's strangely quiet I think Raphael may be plotting something I-. Both sides have lost many solders... I saw you were alone, why did Sam leave? What did you do?" he tilted his head and looked intently at Dean his eyes wide with curiosity.

"I didn't do anything, I told him to leave for a while. A vacation or something I guess." He brushed his shoulder. "His going to be gone for a few days"

"You're going to be alone?"

"Yeah" Dean shrugged.

"Don't you humans usually like the company of others?" he quizzed.

"Yeah but, Sam likes time alone and I figured I'd let him have it before all hell breaks loose"

"Hell isn't going to break loose Dean" Castiel assured with an uncommon amount of certainty.

"It was a figure of speech Cas" Dean rolled his eyes "You want a beer?" Dean rose and walked to the refrigerator and pulled out two bottles.

"Err yes" Castiel loosened his tie.

"So, quiet our end and quiet yours. Its strange Cas, almost like time has stopped." Dean chatted glad of the company. He gulped his beer and looked at the angel who looked away and Dean felt his lips tug into a smile.

"It is rather strange, yet I almost feel…I don't know how to explain it…"

"The word you're looking for is glad. It's nice to just be guys and stop beating the crap out of all the beasties but it feels wrong" Dean finished for him.

"Yeah" Castiel agreed mirroring Deans drinking habits as they spoke.

They continued to talk and drink through to the late hours of the night and early hours of the morn.