Sadly as the days went by Dean was convinced that it was Kat Stratford that they needed to help. He had seen her in his office on a daily basis for one reason or another and really didn't see her finding a boyfriend any time soon. He stretched back on his chair and yawned, he hadn't slept well for days. The dreams about Cas had continued and Dean had spent hours mulling over what they meant. "You know what it means" the voice in Dean's head replied. Dean frowned. Worst of all, he had woken up from one of the dreams to find the angel looking at him with a curious look on his face. Dean really hoped that Cas hadn't done any dream crashing.

Meanwhile Castiel was posing as a library assistant to try and find out any other information he could to help the mission. From looking at the school records they had found out that Kat had a younger sister named Bianca. Dean was actually impressed at the gossip the angel had managed to compile.

"So Bianca can't date until Kat dates. Cameron wants to date her so has got the model kid...um Joey? He's got Joey to pay another kid to date the sister so that Joey can take Bianca out?" Dean looked puzzled "How does that benefit him?" "I believe his plan is to double cross Joey and take Bianca out himself" Castiel replied. Dean shook his head "Well that plan doesn't have about a million things that could go wrong. Who are they paying to take Kat out?" Castiel started to root around in his pockets going through various pieces of paper until he found the one he was looking for. "Patrick Verona" he said. Dean groaned. "Not the kid who ate the live duck"

Deans chance to talk to Patrick came up later that afternoon when he ended up in his office. "So Patrick what brings you here?" It turned out that the kid had been accused of hanging a classmate from a flag pole. "Is...anything else bothering you?" Dean said, wincing at the frown that appeared over Patrick's face and he actually wondered for a second if he was going to be hung from a flag pole too, when Patrick blurted out "I'm being paid to take a girl out but turns out I really like her and I don't know what to do."

Forty minutes later Patrick left, actually smiling and Dean felt relieved that he had actually done something towards the mission. Later, as Dean is sat on his bed drinking a beer, he tells Castiel about his chat. "I told him to make a gesture, to show her how he feels" He gave Cas a smug grin. "We will be back home soon!" The angel frowned. "What sort of love gesture will someone who eats live ducks give" Dean groaned "I never thought about that! Son of a bitch"

They didn't have long to wait for Patrick's show of affection. The next day, while Dean was plotting ways to get revenge on Gabriel, he heard a commotion outside. Looking out of the window he saw Patrick running along the bleachers, being pursued by some of the other teachers. He heard a noise behind him, and turned round to see Cas. "Did you see what happened?" Castiel grinned "He sang a song for Kat and even roped in the school band." Dean laughed "He doesn't do things by halves. Did Kat see?" The angel nodded "Yes she was doing sports at the time, she looked impressed. Then they took him to detention." "Sounds like its working though" Dean grinned "So I have been having some thoughts about revenge on Gabriel..."

The weekend came and Dean decided it was time they went out and enjoyed themselves. "Today is going to be about fun Cas" He beamed, drinking his coffee. "First stop- crazy golf!"

"But why do I need to hit a ball into a crocodiles mouth with a stick Dean?" Castiel asked,frowning. "Its not a stick Cas, its a golf club. And that is the purpose of the game you have to hit the ball into the hole. It's fun" The angel didn't look convinced "Just give it a shot" Dean said encouragingly. The angel raised his club and swung at the ball, sending it flying off into a group a few holes away. Dean heard a yell of pain but he couldn't help bursting into laughter. Castiel looked at him, indignant. "Okay lets try again...don't hit it as hard this time Cas." Dean teased. "Would you show me?" Castiel sounded hurt by Dean's laughter.

Dean walked over and got another ball from the box. "Right hold your club like you were before." Dean stood behind Cas and put his hands over the angels. He guided the angel into a gentle swing and the ball went into the hole. Cas beamed back at him and Dean felt the full beam of the angels blue eyes on him. He stared back, mesmerised, a warm feeling in the pit of his stomach. He could of stared into those eyes all day (and probably would of done) if a voice behind him hadn't yelled "Have you two finished, my kid wants to play here" Dean turned around and gave the man the most withering look he could manage. He turned back to Cas "So when we are done here, what would you like to do next?" Castiel looked thoughtful for a minute then decided. "I want to do some singing"