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Dean sat in his car, with no idea what to do. He tried calling Castiel's cell phone again, even though he'd been getting the same thing over and over- "We're sorry, the number you've tried to reach is no longer in service…"
Man, he hated the lady whose voice that was.
Dean looked around the Impala. His baby had history, like Sammy stuffing an army man into the ashtray to him putting legos in the vent, from Sam and Dean carving their initials in the Impala, memories eventually going from Sam to Castiel.
There was something missing in his car. There was no one sitting next to him, eating a burger. There was no one looking at an ice cream cone like it held the secrets to the universe because he'd never heard of the flavor. There was no one telling him God wasn't on a flatbread. There was no one giving him an annoyed look when Dean said something perverted. There was no one giving him a confused look when something went over his head. There was no one taking the keys from him when he was pissed and not giving him the chance to protest. There was no one staring at him with lust filled eyes sitting in a trench coat...
"Where is he?" Dean demanded.
"I. Don't. Know," Jimmy growled.
"Cas…"
Dean glanced at Castiel in the passenger's seat. As usual, he was quiet but this wasn't Castiel's usual quietness. This was a brooding Castiel and Dean hesitated, not for the first time, wondering if he was doing the right thing by taking Castiel away.
"You don't have to do this. I can take you back home. Your brother will forgive you," Dean said. "Hell, he'll probably throw you a party." Castiel didn't answer. Dean reached over and rubbed his hand along the back of Castiel's neck, trying to comfort him. Finally he pulled over, "Cas-" Castiel leaned over and took Dean's face in between his hands, kissing him to get him to shut up. Dean was startled but he recovered quickly and began kissing Castiel back, reaching to undo his seatbelt and Castiel's.
"Back seat," Dean said breathlessly and Castiel nodded, practically pulling Dean with him as he wrestled his way into the backseat. Dean worked to get Castiel situated comfortably once he was on top of him. Dean worked to unbutton the teenager's shirt, eventually getting tired of it and ripping it, not caring about the buttons as they spilled. Castiel lifted himself up so that Dean could push the shirt off of him and Castiel pulled Dean's shirt over his head, immediately latching onto his neck.
Dean moaned and Castiel's hands went to work on Dean's pants. Dean moaned when Castiel's hands brushed against his erection. Castiel managed to push Dean's pants and underwear down past his butt before Dean batted his hands away, unable to wait any longer before taking Castiel's pants and underwear off.
It wasn't the first or even second time they'd done this- if it was, Dean wouldn't have taken so little time preparing Castiel before he pushed inside Castiel's hole. Castiel screamed and pushed back, fingernails digging into Dean's back. Dean moaned and slammed into Castiel, giving him what he wanted.
"Dean! Dean!"
"Where are you, Cas?" Dean sighed.
Jimmy blinked back into consciousness. He blinked, trying to make the hurt in his head go away. He was on a firm chest and strong arms were wrapped around him. He pushed against the chest and he made the mistake of looking up into a bright light. He groaned and buried his face into the chest.
"You doing alright there Jimmy-boy?" Balthazar asked.
"What happened? Where are we?" Jimmy asked.
"Well, you decided to push me against a trick wall and we fell through. When the wall came back around you got hit on the back of the head. You're probably going to have a nasty bump," Balthazar said. "Ah ah ah, don't move. You'll just fall down again or something and then where would we be? Cas would-"
"Where is Cas?" Jimmy demanded, pushing himself far enough away from Balthazar so he could look at him in the face.
"Well he should be in the place where we arranged for his safe keeping," Balthazar said.
"But is he alive?" Jimmy asked.
"That, love, I do not know," Balthazar said.
"So he didn't send you a message or anything?" Jimmy asked, pulling away. "You two didn't find a way to let you know he's safe? You think his best friend would want to know-" Jimmy had the wind knocked out of him when Balthazar shoved him onto the ground harshly and pinned him down with his hands.
"Listen here," Balthazar growled. "Cas is my best friend and I am worried sick, okay? I worry my ass off all the time and I see his twin here- I didn't even know he had a twin until I saw you, by the way. Then you come here and dangle your ass in my face and you don't have the slightest idea of what's going on here and what Cas was trying to do and god damn. There, you made me admit it. You bastard!"
Balthazar crushed his lips against Jimmy's. The man gasped under him and Balthazar slipped his tongue into Jimmy's mouth. He lowered his hips to Jimmy's, connecting their groins. Both men groaned at the contact and a woman screaming caught their attention.
"Your phone-" Jimmy said.
"Yes, my-my phone. We need to go. Come on," Balthazar said, grabbing Jimmy's wrist and helping him to his feet. He never answered his phone as Balthazar found the trap wall again. Once they shut the door, the cell phone stopped ringing in the middle of the screaming.
"Where is he supposed to be?" Jimmy asked, gripping Balthazar's shirt. "Balthazar-"
"If he's alive, he should be long gone," Balthazar said. "In case I had the information tortured out of me, he was supposed to go so he wouldn't be there."
"Tell me," Jimmy said, voice turning pleading. "I haven't seen my twin in thirteen years. At least I knew he was alive. Please just tell me. I have to see him for myself." He stared at Balthazar, looking for some sign of the man wavering. Balthazar took a step backwards, distancing himself from Jimmy.
"I'll tell you one thing, you and Cas may be twins but you two are nothing alike," Balthazar said. "See, Cas knows me. You ask me for a favor, I want something in return. Cas has my friendship and has saved my asses more time then I can count. What do you have to offer me? Or rather, what are you willing to give?" Jimmy swallowed.
"What do you want?"
