Chapter 7 Nameless

Castiel was standing on the porch, covering his mouth, the images that floated through his head after Eli's and Dean's comments, were rather amusing, and he knew Dean would not take kindly to any of them.

Dean followed the angel out and took his hand, "What's so funny? Was it something I said?" He asked making Cas look at him. Hazel eyes searching over liquid blue that were still laughing even though he wasn't anymore.

"It's noth-"Castiel was cut off by Dean who cupped his face in his hands and crashed his lips against his. Damn him for being beautiful when he showed that personality of his. Dean sometimes felt like he was the embodiment of every sin there was, and lust and envy had just stepped out. He never wanted Cas to express those feelings towards anyone else but himself.

Wide eyed and surprised, Castiel did not expect the sudden advance as Dean moved them to the other side of the porch, where someone would have to be outside to see them. Cas shut his eyes and dug his fingers into Dean's short hair as he was pushed up against the railing. "D-dean..." Castiel tried to get out in between kisses, but there really was no stopping it.

Dean's hands moved from Castiel's cheeks, and put one to cradle the back of his head while the other wrapped around the Angels body. A low moan rumbled in his throat as he felt Cas' hands leave his hair and rub up his back, finding their way under the thick leather jacket he wore and finally pulled away from the passionate kiss, both of them panting rather hard.

"...That... was unexpected." Cas said trying to fight back the blush that was heating up his face.

"I surprise myself sometimes." Dean said letting his hand slid down the side of Castiel's neck and pushed his forehead against the angelic man in front of him, nose brushing against the others. "Would you believe me if I said that was because I was jealous?"

"Of what?" Castiel said shutting his eyes as Dean nuzzled him.

"You, showing those emotions to someone else..."

"A confession?" Castiel said opening his eyes, giving him a cocky look.

"Ha ha chuckles, you're a really funny guy, ya know that?" Dean said sarcastically, lowering his hands to grip the man's tan colored jacket and pulled him closer to his body by it.

"I thought I wasn't fun to be around." Castiel said blushing again as he felt Dean's body press against his

"I lied."

"You lied?"

"There you go with that echo thing... of course I lied man, you think I'd just come out and say 'I enjoy spending more time with you than my own damn family right now'? Man I was just getting to know you." Dean admitted having to force himself off of the angel and gather himself back together.

"I thought you liked it when I repeated you or myself." He said, giving Dean another rare smile and earned him another kiss, but this one wasn't so aggressive.

"Stop being cute, I mean it, I'll have to spank you or something." Dean chuckled, examining Cas' swollen lips and bit down on his own. He had heard about being head over heels for someone, but he never once experienced it before. "Right... back inside before someone comes out here and catches us." Dean said pushing his short hair back even though he didn't need too.

"Why? I don't see a problem." Castiel said tilting his head in confusion, and had a slightly hurt look on his face.

Dean saw the look and frowned as he shoved his hands into his pockets. "Well... uhh..." Dean said and knew he was screwed to the wall now.

Castiel thinned his lips in that rather pissed off look he normally got when dealing with Dean and pushed past him, forcefully bumping his shoulder against Deans, causing the man to turn and watch the Angel walk inside in a fume.

"I know who mommy is in this relationship." Dean muttered to himself as he soon followed the pissed off angel inside.

Once he got inside he noticed that Castiel had disappeared and thinned his lips. "Sam, where did Cas go?" Dean said rubbing the back of his head.

"He just left... He'll come back... Eli left too."

"Freakin' angels..." Dean said pulling out a chair and practically fell into it. "What's for dinner...?" Dean grumbled and looked at his brother who was giving him a Judging look.

"WHAT?"

"What's going on between you and Cas?"

"None of your goddamn business, that's what." Dean said putting his hand on top of his cup and started to tilt it around, looking rather upset.

"Dean, don't be like this man, I'm not going to judge you or anything..."

"You shouldn't be trying to bang angels' son..." Bobby said taking a seat at the other end of the table. Dean finally looked up at Bobby and stared at him, he knew the man had an idea, but didn't know how much the man actually knew.

"Can you like read my mind or something old man?"

"Wait, you're banging Cas!"

"NO! I'm not..." Dean said feeling like he was being pulled around by his arms.

"But you tried, I saw the way you looked at him." Bobby said, not going to let Dean off the hook that easily.

"I thought you were straight Bro..."

"I am..."

"Than /why/ are you trying to get into Castiel's pants? Its Jimmy's body and /he's/ married with a daughter." Sam said, shocked and flabbergasted.

"You don't think that thought hasn't crossed my mind over a million times?"

"YOU'VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT THIS FOR HOW LONG?"

"A WHILE, OKAY! GET OFF MY BACK SAMMY!" Dean said standing up and slamming his chair against the table. "Fuck both of you guys, I'm going upstairs, I don't want to listen to this bull shit right now."

Nothing else was said as Dean headed upstairs and went into the bedroom that he and Sam use to sleep in when their dad would drop them off here for a while. Looking around the room and flopped down on the bed, passing out before his head hit the pillow. His lack of sleep was starting to catch up with him, and found himself waking up to something warm pressed against his side. Wondering how long he had been asleep for he opened his eyes and nearly jumped 10 feet when he saw Castiel cuddled against him.

Dean let his brain process the situation and smiled a bit as he put his hand into the Angels hair, and ran his fingers through dark locks that were always so soft. "Cas..." He whispered and noticed how dark it was in the room. No reply came from the angel and he pulled back a bit more, looking down and saw that his eyes were closed. Was he really asleep? He didn't think angels could sleep. Guess they just don't have too. Dean looked around the room again, he was pretty sure he slept through dinner and looked over at the clock on the table next to them. 4 AM, damn, he had gotten in to Bobby's at around 6 and probably fell asleep at 7.

Rolling onto his back he was surprised to see Castiel snuggle closer to him, and wondered when he got there and when he actually fell asleep. "Hey Cas?" Dean whispered against the top of Castiel's head, hands rubbing his back.

The angel finally opened his eyes and let out a yawn as he looked up at Dean, "Now I know why you human's sleep... it's very relaxing." Castiel said smiling in his half sleepy state.

"It's only relaxing when you have someone to cuddle with." Dean chuckled and sat up yawning. Castiel stayed laying down and frowned at him. Dean knew why he did and didn't take it personally.

"I'm sorry."

"Are you?"

"Yeah... I shouldn't have been like that, that was stupid of me to do, really it was..." Dean said sighing and heard the bed ache slightly as Castiel sat up and put his hands on Dean's shoulders and rested his head against his back.

"I forgive you." He whispered softly and put a kiss to the back of Dean's neck.

Dean felt a calm wash over him when he heard he was forgiven and felt that he had been set free of all his sins, every evil he had done, was just wiped clean. The older Winchester turned to look at the Angel behind him and pulled him closer to him. "Thank you... I don't deserve to be forgiven."

"I know you don't." The angel said sighing as he was hugged. He was really starting to get into this hugging business, they were very nice.

"What's that suppose to mean?" Dean chuckled.

"Exactly what you think it means."

"Dick."

"This body has one, thank you for noticing."

"Have you ever used a girl as a vessel?"

"No, I like to think of myself as a man honestly." Cas said staring at Dean with those bright blue eyes that seemed to glow in the dark.

"Ha, and here I was hoping to hear that you had once used a woman before..."

"Denial is a horribly thing Dean." Castiel said with that monotone voice of his, matching the look on his face.

"Thank you, captain obvious." Dean chuckled as he moved to get out of bed, only to be stopped by Castiel who pushed him back down against the bed.

"Its 4 am... everyone is sleeping... Including Elijah... He's with Sam."

"So angels do sleep?"

"We can, we just choose not to most of the time... because it's not needed..." He said softly looking down at Dean.

"So, now that you have me where you want me, what are you going to do to me, Holy man?" Dean asked with a cocky grin stretched over his face.

Castiel looked lost for a moment, trying to understand what he was getting at and then it clicked, and his face turned red. "Uhh..."

"You're too cute when I stick you in these situations Virgin boy." Dean said reaching up to cup Castiel's cheeks and pulled him down to lock lips with him again.

"Don't call me cute..." Castiel muttered as their lips crashed together.

It didn't take long for Castiel to get uncomfortable with the sexual situation they were in before he pulled away from Dean and sat up.

"Why do you always pull away when it starts to get steamy?"

"Because I know you're not okay with me." Castiel said sadly, "Because I'm in Jimmy's body... I... I honestly have no intention of giving it back to him, I don't think I can give it back to him..." He said sighing, not knowing if Jimmy was actually still alive or not.

"Well... if we're still at stage awkward, that's fine... do you have any idea where Eli wants us to go?"

"Yes."

"Details?" Dean asked, hating that he had to play 21 questions with Cas to get all the answers out of him.

"He wants to stop one of the horsemen."

"Excuse me?"

"You just want to hear me repeat myself."

"No no, I just... STOP ANOTHER ONE? Yeah we somehow managed to stop war, but damn it we almost died in the process." Dean said taking a deep breath, not wanting to yell and have Castiel get all upset again.

"Exactly why Elijah thinks you can do it, he knows where he's going to be... he rides a black horse."

"Famine? Sound awesome... How do you guys know where he is?"

"Crops are massively failing in Oklahoma..." Castiel said frowning slightly. "But Elijah doesn't think it's him."

"Damn... that's the 3rd largest producer of wheat in America... why wouldn't Elijah think that's him? Fits the job description doesn't it?"

"Glad to see you know something, but that's not completely his job description, as you call it." Castiel said and looked at the night stand where Dean's phone started to ring.

Dean was going to snap a dirty come back at Castiel, but his phone ringing interrupted the thoughts and he picked up his phone without looking at the number. "Hello?" He growled.

"D-dean..." came a grind-y voice on the other end.

"... Hello? Who is this?" Dean said, trying to place the voice, he had heard it before, but he was pretty sure it had been close to a year since he last heard it."Who is this? Are you okay?" he questioned once he put the face with the voice.

"I need your help... please I can't move..."

"Where are you?" Dean demanded when he heard that a very old friend was hurt.

"Pittsburgh PA..." and the line cut out.

"Hello! Hello? Goddamn it..." Dean said putting a hand up to his forehead as he tried to place the voice on the other line.

Castiel furrowed his eyebrows together, his eyes asking the question his words did not.

"We need to go to Pittsburgh... damn it he could have told me /where/ he was at... or who he was." Dean looked at Castiel and stood up and started to pull some of the clothes that he had managed to get off in his sleep back on.

"You coming?"

"I will." Said a voice from behind Dean, making him jump.

"Damn it Elijah... both of you! Stop popping up behind me!" Dean said grabbing his chest as he turned to look at the young boy who was giving him a rather blank face, bright blue eyes staring into his soul, "Why do you want to come."

"I've been looking for Rutter." Elijah said breaking that stone look with a smile. "He was actually the job I was going to tell you about... famine was next."