Hey guys! Told you I'd try and be back sooner with this one! I didn't want to leave you with that cliffhanger for too long. Though some of you are going to be disappointed in this chapter after the cliffie I left you with. But I hope you enjoy it either way.

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Chapter Eight

"Dean? What're you..?" Cas started, looking up at Dean, who was slowly leaning in towards Cas. He was unable to finish his question as he was cut off by the sound of a duffel bag dropping to the floor.

"Oh my God! " Sam's voice came from behind them. Sam had wanted to surprise his brother and didn't think to knock. He never thought he'd walk in on his brother about to kiss another guy. "I am so sorry!"

"Sam?! What the hell are you doing here?!" Dean exclaimed, stepping away from Cas. Cas quickly turned away from the brothers, trying to hide his tomato-red face.

"Well I wanted to surprise you, but I guess I'm the one who's surprised," Sam said, looking between his brother and Castiel, "I um.. I'll go get a burger and a hotel room. Call me when I can come back to chat."

Sam started toward the kitchen door, still looking between the pair.

"Sam wait," Cas muttered. He was still facing away from the brothers; his face remained bright red as he spoke, "You don't have to leave. Would you like some pie?"

"Thank you, Castiel. But I'll only stay if my brother is okay with it," Sam replied, looking over at Dean.

Dean glared at Sam while he nodded, "Sure. It's fine with me. I haven't seen you since I was in the hospital." He motioned to the table for Sam to sit at while Dean helped Cas get the pie.

Dean and Cas sat down with Sam at the table, handing him his piece of pie.

"So Sam, what brings you to town? It's a long ways from Kansas," Cas asked, taking a bit of his pie.

"I wanted to check in on my brother who never calls," Sam answered, kicking Dean's shin under the table.

"Ow!" Dean yelped, looking at his younger brother, "Sorry. Been a little preoccupied. And I didn't want to worry you."

"Yeah, yeah. That's what I always hear, even when you're not hurt," Sam said.

Castiel, looked between the brothers. He knew they would never actually fight, but watching their banter was like a tennis match - back and forth between them.

"Besides, the only thing you're preoccupied with is your... friend," Sam raised his eyebrow at Dean and caused Cas to choke on his pie.

"I um.. I'm just going to use the restroom," Cas stammered, standing up and walking quickly out of the room.

Dean watched Cas go then glared at his brother, "Nothing has happened between me and Cas. And the first time I go to make a move, you have to burst in and ruin it."

"Nothing has happened yet? Seriously? This is the slowest I've ever seen you make a move on anyone," Sam looked at his brother, "You really care about him don't you?"

"Of course I really care about him, Sammy! Which is why I'm moving so slow, I don't want to scare him off."

Cas stood hidden in the hallway, listening to the brothers talk. Dean confessed that he had feelings for Castiel, which caused Cas to blush but he continued to watch the pair. Dean's voice was barely above a whisper as he told his brother about Cas. Sam listened intently, his shaggy brown hair swaying as he nodded his head.

Cas walked back into the kitchen after the brothers had finished talking about him and had decided that Sam would stay at a hotel. That was Sam's idea in hopes that his brother would finally be able to kiss Cas.

"Hey, Cas," Sam said, smiling at the dark-haired man, "I think I'm going to stay at a hotel tonight. Since you're in the guest room."

Cas nodded, "Okay. I mean if you're sure."

Sam stood and patted his brother on the shoulder, "See you later, Dean. We'll have to have lunch tomorrow and talk some more. You're welcome to join us, Cas."

"See you, Sammy," Dean stood and hugged his younger brother. Dean whispered a quiet thanks in Sam's ear before they broke their hug.

Sam picked up his bag from the middle of the kitchen floor and smiled at the pair of men standing side by side next to the table. "Have a good night," he told them, before walking out the door.

Dean looked at Cas after Sam shut the door, "Sorry about that. I really had no idea he was coming. He does that occasionally."

"It's okay, Dean. He's your brother, you don't have to apologize," Cas smiled. "Did you have a good chat?"

"Yeah, we did. I'm going to go take a shower, okay?" Dean said, walking towards the bathroom.

"Fine with me," Cas replied, heading into the bedroom to wait for Dean. While Dean showered, Cas sat on Dean's bed, thinking about the conversation he had overheard between Sam and Dean.

Cas knew now that Dean wanted him. He also knew that Dean was planning on kissing him tonight - if the opportunity presented itself. Cas had decided to take it upon himself to make the first move. He almost wanted to do it right then, but since Dean was naked in the shower he figured it would be more awkward than romantic.

He waited patiently for the shower to turn off, getting more anxious by the second. The longer he waited, the more he thought about what he was about to do, the more Cas thought it might not be a good idea.

He stood up and began pacing across the room, whispering to himself, "You can do it, Cas. You know he wants to so there's no reason not to. Be brave Castiel, you can do this."

He continued pacing back and forth, repeating those words to himself until he heard the shower turn off. He stopped in his tracks, looking over at the bathroom door. He watched and waited until he saw the doorknob turn.

"Here goes nothing." Cas thought, waiting for Dean to walk out.

Yeah, sorry, still no kissing. But I can almost promise it's coming in the next chapter. Almost. And I can almost promise I'll have it up in a few days. Almost. This just depends on how busy I get since I do work and everything. But I hope you kind of liked it at least. I like writing Sam and plan to do more of it in the near future for this story. But until next time, please review :)