Well it was awkward to say the least. Now that he thought about it, he really should have come up with a cover story.

"No it's alright. One bed is fine, right Dad?" Dean would have laughed at the man behind the desk's face if he wasn't trying not to panic. Come on Dean cover story now!

"Yeah one is fine if that's all you have and Cas really. No need to call me Dad when your Mother isn't with us. It's kinda awkward. I mean I'm not even your real Dad. Most kids don't call someone younger than them Dad even if they are married to their mother. If you get my point." Dean shot Cas a look saying he'd explain later. The man behind the counter begrudgingly handed over the room key and Dean quickly walked out the door with Cas following behind him.

"Did I do something wrong Dean?" Damn he must have hurt Cas in there.

"No it's just that people usually jump to the wrong conclusions when you called me, a man that is about your age, Dad. So I created a cover story in there. I'm married to your mother and we are taking a road trip to get to know each other better. You're mother is a lot older than me also. So some people may call her a cougar. That is not the animal, it's a woman who dates and or marries younger men. You call me Dad because that's what your mother wants okay?" Cas just nods with that confused face.

"So my mother's name, age, hair and eye color, height, likes, dislikes, and siblings?" Dean blinks at all the thought Cas put into the cover story.

"Uh…."

"Lucy, 46, blond hair, blue eyes, 5'6'', likes chocolate crèmes, dislikes meat, and I have no siblings? Do I have siblings Dad?" All the color in Dean's face vanished.

"God I hope not. Nice cover mother/wife by the way. How'd you come up with it so fast?" This time it was Cas's turn to be at a loss for words.

"Well…. We found out we are family because Lucifer was a woman so I thought it only fitting." Dean just nodded and walked into the motel room.

"So um I'm not sure how to do this whole Father/Son bonding thing Cas, cause I mean I didn't have Father of the year, but I wanna try." Dean threw his bag onto the floor and trudged into the bathroom. He knew if Sammy had been with him he would be getting a lecture and a bitch face, but with Cas he knew he could take his time. So okay he liked long, hot showers, what guy doesn't? He walked out of the now very steamy bathroom as he was towel drying his hair.

"Hey Cas, you wanna go get something to eat or see if we can have pizza delivered?" Dean pulled some clothes out of his bag and put them on as he waited for Cas's response.

"Cas? It's not really that hard of a question to answer man." Dean sighed as he turned around to face his quieter than usual son.

The door was wide open and Cas was nowhere to be found.