Dean flung open the door to the bedroom to find Cas still lying in bed, still unmoved from the last time. Except something had changed–his eyes were open, but only just. Dean knelt next to the bed, wanting to slump to the floor with relief. "Cas? Can you hear me?" He rolled his head over weakly to look at Dean and tried to pull a corner of his mouth into a pitiful smile. "Dean." His rasped in a whisper. Dean cupped the angel's cheek in his hand, softly running his fingers to smooth his tangled hair. "Hey, buddy. We thought you were a goner there for a bit." Sam folded his arms, his oversized frame making the doorway look inferior, squishing Kevin to peak through the side. He was beaming inwardly at the sight of his brother being reunited with Cas again.
Cas closed his eyes and exhaled roughly, reopening them to focus on Dean again. "Help me up, would you?" His voice was stronger this time but still hoarse. He moved his hand over to Dean's and wound his fingers around waiting for the lift that he was sure would come. "Um, Cas... Are you sure that's such a great idea? I mean you got electrocuted. I watched you die." He shook his head and squeezed Dean's hand, reassuring him it was necessary. "Just to sit up, Dean. I'm so stiff." Dean batted his eyes at Sam who just shrugged his shoulders. He turned back to Cas. "Alright then." And with a quick pull Cas was sitting upright, sort of. Some pillows later and Dean felt confident he could leave the angel to rest upright without falling over.
Sam and Dean walked away from Cas's room in silence. Sam nudged Dean's arm with a smirk to which he responded with a dramatic eye roll. He was starting to get tired of everyone assuming him and Cas were a thing. Sam quickly changed the subject noting Dean's irritation. "Hey, so I think Kevin found a lead for us. We should go check it out." Dean stopped in his tracks, eyes narrowing with conflict. Sam gave him a sharp look and argued, "Dean, I know what you're thinking but Cas isn't going anywhere right now. I'm sure he will understand. Besides, it will be good for us to get away from this place for a few hours." Dean nodded thoughtfully. Sam chuckled adding in, "you know, we could stop at the diner. I hear their pecan pie in on special this week..." His brother's eyes grew wide having to decide whether to give in or not. A victorious smile began to creep across Sam's face. Dean scoffed and crossed his arms. "Don't objectify me." His eyes darted from Sam to the nearest wall and back before stomping off with a grumble.
Dean shuffled quietly back to Cas's room, careful not to wake him up if he was sleeping–which he wasn't. He sighed. Of course... angels never sleep. "Hey, how are you feeling?" Cas looked up from the book he was trying to read. "Conflicted. Why does Ana continue to allow Christian to abuse her? Because he gives her gifts?" Cas showed great concern for this 'Ana' character which made Dean smile inwardly. He lifted the book from the angel's lap to see what it was and immediately dropped it in disgust. "Cas! Seriously? There are thousands of books here and you're reading 50 Shades of Grey. Where the hell did you even find this?" Cas flustered by Dean's reaction to his choice of book retorted, "it was on that shelf over there. It looked intriguing so I... Dean, why am I sensing this is bothering you?" Dean inhaled sharply to compose himself. "Whatever floats your boat, man. Hey, so Sam, Kevin and I are going out for a few hours, you good?" Cas nodded, wanting to get back to his book. "I'll, um, hold down the fort." He smiled sheepishly at Dean. He gazed at the angel for a minute, deciding whether he should really go. He threw his hand up and dismissed it with defeat. "Right. So you have fun with your porno. We'll be back later tonight."