Cas looked over at Dean, who lay sleeping next to him in the motel bed that they shared. His lips were slightly apart and he snored lightly. His forest green eyes were sealed shut and his arms rested on his pillow.

Cas hated having to leave so early to preform tasks. He wanted to be there when Dean woke up. He wanted to see his bright eyes open and hear his gruff and sexy morning voice say, 'Hey Cas...'. He wanted to see his smile. But he needed to leave as early as possible.

He leaned on his elbow and looked at Dean.

I'm sorry I have to leave so early, Dean. I know you don't like it, but I must. If we want to stop Satin, I must. Cas thought to himself. He pressed his lips against Dean's forehead. He smiled slightly in his sleep.

Cas carefully crawled out of bed. He didn't want to disturb either of the Winchesters as they slept. He quietly changed into his button up shirt, pants, shoes and tie. He turned to Dean once again. He shifted and turned in his sleep.

"Goodbye, Dean. I will see you soon." And with that, Cas teleported off to who knows where.

For some reason, he felt like he was forgetting something...

*time skip*

"Mmm...Cas? Oh son of a bitch, he's out on another morning mission." Dean huffed and rolled out of bed.

"Sam? Sammy?" He scoured the motel room. Then he noticed a scrap of paper on Sam's bedside table. He picked it up and read it.

Dean,

Went out for a walk. See you in a few hours.

-Sammy

"Guess he's trying to keep his girlish figure." Dean chuckled.

Then he looked over at the sofa and saw something tan draped over the armrest. He got up and examined what it was. He picked it up. It was Cas's coat! He must have forgotten it. He held it close.

He walked back over to the bed and held the coat close. He fell back onto the mattress and clutched the coat to himself. He took in the scent of the coat. It was just like Cas. Like aftershave and pine. Cologne and musk. Very manly. He smiled at the thought of him. He wished that he would just come back, already.

He must have fallen asleep again, because when he awoke to see a very confused Cas standing in front of him. He had his head tilted to the side.

"Dean? Why are you embracing my coat?"

"Oh! H-hi, Cas..." Dean blushed but still clung to the coat.

"Hello. Once again, why are you embracing my coat?" Cas sat on the end of the bed.

"Well,...I missed you and you forgot your coat...it was warm and smelled just like you...it was the closet thing I had to you at the moment."

"Dean..."

"Cas, I wish you would stop going on your morning missions. I miss you way too much...I'm really lonely." Dean thought for a second that he felt tears rimming his eyes. Suddenly, he felt Cas's arms wrap around his torso. Dean released the coat and hugged Cas back.

"I miss you too, Dean. Very much." Cas said into Dean's chest. Dean pulled away for a moment and gave Cas a deep, warm, passionate kiss. Tears finally spilled over Dean's eyes. Cas pulled away.

"Dean? Dean, why are you crying? I'm so sorry if I upset you in any way!" Cas worriedly held Dean's face and wiped away the tears with his thumb.

"Because I love you. Please stop going on those morning missions. Please." Dean pleaded.

"I love you too Dean. And of course, I will stop going on my morning missions. If that is what you truly desire." Cas leaned in and kissed Dean once again.

"By the way, Cas?"

"Yes?"

"You smell really frickin' good." He grinned.