I know this is extremely late, but I just haven't been in the mood to write. I hate when I start losing interest in my stories. So to get myself back into the correct frame of mind, I spent the whole day watching Supernatural on Netflix. Now that I'm back I the right headspace, let us go on with the show. As always please feel free to review or PM me, I love to hear how you guys feel about this.


The party continued around Dean, but the sick feeling in his gut refused to let him enjoy it. 'Could Cas really be ashamed of him?' he thought. Ever since leaving Kansas, Dean was not use to feeling anything but pure confidence in any given situation. This was whole new territory. Sure he wasn't a doctor like the entire Novak clan, but he wasn't a boil on the ass of society either.

Dean observed Cas as he mingled with Dean's coworkers. He spoke easily with each of them, giving them his undivided attention, and asking all the right questions. Dean considered himself a good judge of character; he didn't think that Cas seemed like the type to look down on someone because they were less successful than him…but then again he didn't think Lisa was a psycho either. Dean felt a presence to his right; he turned to find Victor Henrickson, his friend and coworker.

"Man Winchester, I don't know how you lucked out and caught the eye of a Novak, but you are one lucky SOB" smirked Victor.

Dean was confused. "You know Cas' family?" he asked, taking another drink.

Victor flagged down a waiter and got a drink of his own. "Not all of them, cause I hear there's like a million of them, but I have heard of a couple of his brothers. So have you if you've been watching the news or reading the paper" he answered.

At Dean's continued look of puzzlement, Victor elaborated. "Ever heard of Michael Novak… CEO of Celestial Industries? That's your boyfriend's big bro."

Of course Dean had heard of Celestial Industries, it was the parent company of many different corporations, from tech firms to nuclear power plants. Michael Novak was founder and CEO of Celestial Industries; the guy had the type of money that made Bill Gates and Warren Buffett look like beggars. His wife was an actual Swedish Princess. That was Cas' brother?

As Dean's mind raced to recall all he could about Michael Novak, he remembered another little gem of information; Michael had a twin brother named Lucifer Novak. Lucifer Novak is the founder and CEO of Daemon Inc., one of the leading tech firms in the industry today. He is married to Hollywood starlet Evelyn Lassiter, better known as Eve. If these are an example of Cas' siblings, no wonder he would be ashamed to bring Dean to meet his family.

"I don't know what you did to hook someone so far out of your league, but don't screw this up" laughed Victor.

"Maybe he loves my stunning good looks" Dean quipped half-heartedly.

"It's got to be those girly looking eyelashes or that pretty face of yours" replied Victor.

Cas chose that moment to look over at Dean, the wink and leer Cas sent his way left Dean feeling cold inside, even as he returned it with one of his own. Could Cas really only be interested in him because of his looks?

Sensing Dean's unease, Victor took a long look at his longtime friend. He and Dean were roommates at BU together, they pledged the same fraternity, and he considered the blonde to be one of best friends. He nudged the other man in the side to get his attention.

"Hey what's your deal man?" he asked.

"Do you really think that Cas is out of my league Vic?" he asked, hating himself for sounding like a thirteen year old girl asking about her crush.

Seeing the seriousness in the other man's eyes, Victor took up the mantle of friend.

"What the hell are you talking about Winchester? Anyone would be lucky to be with a great guy like you. You're smart, successful, you have a great sense of humor, somewhat good looks…hell if I was gay I would totally be all over you. And if you breathe a word of what I just said to anyone, I will see to it that everyone gets a copy of the pictures from the Alpha Gamma Rho frat party. You know the one I'm talking about" said Victor.

Dean swallowed a convulsive laugh. Victor always could get Dean to believe in himself. When he'd first came to Belford University, Dean was a brash scared eighteen year old with severe self-esteem issues. Six years of rooming with Victor changed all that. He helped Dean come out of his shell; he'd even helped him accept his bisexuality. Dean trusted the other guy implicitly, Victor had never steered him wrong.

Dean smirked as he felt some of his old confidence returning. He turned to Victor and batted his (obscenely long) lashes at him.

"You really think I'm pretty Vic?" he stage whispered.

The two men shared a laugh, before Victor's wife Marli joined them. Marli was a statuesque woman with caramel skin and enough curves to make a grown man sit up and beg. She too was a Belford Alumni; in fact Dean was well on his way to getting with her when his roommate expressed an interest. Dean being the Ultimate Wingman stepped aside and introduced them. He was the best man at their wedding .Dean greeted her with a kiss on the cheek.

"Wow Dean, I have to say you have great taste. That Dr. Novak is gorgeous" she said.

Victor gave an affronted huff, while Dean smiled his thanks.

"Did you know he spoke Japanese? I overheard him speaking with Mr. Nakamura. Apparently whatever he was saying was hilarious, because Mr. Nakamura was practically doubled over laughing. Hell, I didn't think the old man knew how to laugh" said Marli.

The three of them turned to look over at Cas who stood chatting with a group of people that included short Asian man…Mr. Ishida Nakamura, Dean's boss. The older man was absolutely beaming at the professor. The trio watched as Cas worked the crowd, everyone in the group seemed to find him fascinating.

"I think you need to rescue your man" said Victor. Dean detached himself from his spot beside Marli and made his way over to his boyfriend's side. He plastered on one of his brightest smiles.


"Excuse me everyone, I hate to break up the party, but could I possibly steal my lovely date for a spin around the dance floor" he said, giving his million megawatt smile. The ladies in the group tittered and the men rolled their eyed good naturedly. Cas turned to him and Dean read relief in his smile.

"Ah, Dean…Dr. Novak was just regaling us with tales from his trip to Kyoto. As you may know, my family is originally from Kyoto" said Mr. Nakamura.

"Yes, we were all there for my brother's wedding. He married Yuki Takahashi. You may not know of her Dean, but she's a really big actress in Japan" said Cas.

At his words, Mr. Nakamura's eyes glazed over.

"She is a rare beautiful flower, the epitome of grace and charm" he sighed.

"Of course we were blessed the day she joined our family" answered Cas.

Dean once again felt out of place. 'Great, another famous actress in the family' thought Dean.

"Please excuse us everyone. Oh and Nakamura-san, I will be sure to ask Yuki if she wouldn't mind stopping by the office one day. She loves to meet her fans" said Cas as he pulled Dean toward the dance floor.

"Wow, your boss really likes Yuki" sighed Cas.

Dean pulled him close and allowed the shorter man to rest his head on his shoulder. Together like this, Dean could let his insecurities slip away, and concentrate on just being with Cas. The feel of Cas' body pressing against him started a slow burn just beneath his skin. He ached to be able to really touch the dark haired man. Dean felt Cas shiver. He gently guided his head until he could stare into the other man's cerulean blue eyes.

"You cold baby?" asked Dean, nuzzling the side of Cas' face. The professor gave another shiver.

"No, I'm not cold Dean. I just really wish I was alone with you right now. Just seeing how hot you look tonight is wreaking havoc on my libido" whispered Castiel, his warm breath tickling Dean's ear.

Dean was taken aback. He knew from the beginning that he wanted this relationship with Castiel to be different. Therefore, he decided not to push for sex and let the other man set the pace. So far Cas had seemed content with kisses, gropes, and a few long make out sessions. Now tonight of all nights, when Dean was feeling vulnerable and insecure, it seemed the professor wanted to get down and dirty.

"So what are you trying to say? You want to come home with me tonight?" asked Dean.

Dean looked down into unfathomable blue eyes and saw need and desire.

"Yes Dean, I'm saying that I want to go home with you tonight. I want you" said Cas, his voice a husky burr in Dean's ear.

'FUCK!' thought Dean.

"Um…yeah…okay sure babe. If that's what you really want" stammered Dean.

Dean saw confusion and hurt cross Cas' features, but couldn't articulate his exact feelings to the other man, so he just pulled him closer and continued to dance. The rest of the night continued in that vein. Things were stilted and awkward between them. Finally it was time to go.


Sam doesn't know what he missed, but whatever it was it had an amazing effect on the couple in the front seat. No more loving looks or furtive touches passed between them. They barely spoke to one another. Sam soaked it all up like a sponge. Each clipped word and curt reply fed his growing belief that the end of their unholy union was nigh.

When Dean brought all three of them to the penthouse, Sam was a little worried. Maybe he was dropping him off first…but no Dr. Novak and Dean exited the car also. He caught a little of the hushed conversation behind him as he pretended not to listen.

"Maybe this wasn't such a good idea. I should probably just go home" whispered Dr. Novak.

"No, you said you wanted to spend the night, so you're spending the night" hissed Dean.

"Well it seems like you don't really want me here!" Dr. Novak growled. (Yes really growled)

"If I didn't really want you here I wouldn't have invited you. I mean really who invites some somewhere they're not really wanted?" snarled Dean.

Sam barely restrained a cackle of glee. Dean was really bothered by the notion that Dr. Novak was embarrassed of him. By the time they made it up to the penthouse, the couple had dropped all pretenses of whispering. This was a full scaled argument. Dean tore off his jacket and threw it on the floor. Dr. Novak glared at him and picked up the jacket and hung it on the coat rack. Sam really wanted to stay and observe, but he knew they would never let loose if he was there watching.

"Going to bed…night" he said.

As he made his way to his room he heard Dean demand to know why Dr. Novak didn't want him to go to his father's birthday party with him. Sam really did laugh then. When he got to his room he still heard the raised voices, though the words were indistinct. Sam quickly readied himself for bed. He really wished he knew what was going on. On the verge of sleep, he heard a door slam and Dean's shout of profanity. That was it, the final curtain call. Dean's travesty of a relationship was over. Sam settled into his comfortable bed, placed his iPod buds into his ears and drifted off to sleep.

Sam awoke the next morning. He felt exhilarated. Dean and Dr. Novak were no longer together all was right with the world. Feeling generous, Sam decided that he would cook Dean breakfast for a change. After all the guy had to be devastated, he'd just been dumped by the most wonderful man ever. Sam dressed quickly and made his way to the kitchen, only to stop short. Dean was already making breakfast. Clad in just a pair of ratty jeans, the blonde moved through the kitchen humming quietly to himself.

"Uhm…Dean? You okay man?" asked Sam.

Dean turned clear green eyes toward his brother. His smile was sunny with even a trace of sadness. 'Damn Dean is one great actor' Sam thought to himself. Well if he wants to pretend that nothing happened and that everything is alright, then so be it.

"Hey Sammy, just in time for breakfast" smiled Dean. Sam sat at the table as Dean served him an omelet, oatmeal, toast, fruit salad, and orange juice. Was Dean trying to cook his pain away? Sam decided to enjoy it.

Sam had just taken a large swig of juice when he sensed movement behind him. Dr. Novak comes strolling into the kitchen wearing one of Dean's t-shirts and a pair of sweats. Sam choked as he tried to gasp and swallow at the same time.

The dark haired man went to Dean and wrapped his arms around him from behind.

"Are you alright Samuel…I didn't mean to startle you" said the professor.

Sam frantically tried to catch his breath and make sense out of what he was seeing in front of him. This can't be happening, he'd heard the fight! What was going on?

"Babe what are you doing up? I was going to bring you breakfast in bed" said Dean, kissing the top of the other man's head.

"Your bed is lonely when you're not in it with me" whispered Dr. Novak, just loud enough for Sam to hear.

"Go back to bed; I'll be there in just a minute. I just had to make sure Sammy got his breakfast" said Dean, sending the doctor off with another kiss and a light smack to his bottom.

A light blush stained Dean's cheeks when he finally met Sam's eyes. "Yeah so, it turns out Cas isn't ashamed of me" he said.


THE NIGHT BEFORE

"So why don't you tell me why you don't want to come to your father's birthday party?" demanded Dean.

Startled blue eyes met fiery green.

"What are you talking about Dean? I invited you didn't I?" Cas growled.

"No, you didn't. You never even mentioned it. Gabriel invited me. Tell me the truth, you had no intention of inviting me did you?" asked Dean.

The guilty look that crossed Cas' face told Dean all he needed to know. He was so angry he couldn't see straight. He'd actually started falling for this bastard. He'd actually started thinking about a real relationship.

"What the hell Cas? Are you ashamed of me? Am I not good enough to bring home to mommy and daddy? I mean I don't have a doctorate, but I'm not some bum on the street! I mean tell me the truth…am I good enough to screw, but not good enough to meet your parents? I thought we really had something special. Come on tell me now man, cause I really need to know" yelled Dean.

Throughout his tirade, Cas' eyes widened to enormous proportions. Wordlessly Dean found himself being dragged to his bedroom. Cas slammed the door behind them and pinned Dean to it.

"You listen to me Dean Winchester. I don't care if you are the CEO of Sandover or if you are the freaking night janitor, I would never be ashamed of you! My father was a damn garbage man and my mother was seamstress. I was one of thirteen children, so I wore hand me downs of hand me downs. I was raised to believe that we are all equal in God's eyes and that no one was better than anyone else. So don't you dare have the unmitigated gall to claim that I am ashamed of you!" hissed Castiel.

Dean saw nothing but sincerity shining in those shockingly blue orbs.

"Then…why don't you want me to go to your dad's party?" Dean asked, hating broken quality of his voice.

Cas gave an exasperated sigh.

"Because…because I really like you Dean. I care for you a great deal, and I'm afraid that once you meet my family, it will be too much and you won't want to be with me anymore" Cas finally admitted.

"You don't know what get-togethers are like with my family. There are the thirteen of us, plus any spouses or significant others, plus all of the children. It can be overwhelming. Not to mention that some of my siblings are…well…kind of strange to put it nicely. I just didn't want to scare you away" continued Cas.

Relief pure and sweet swept through Dean.

"Oh sweetheart it's going to take more than a couple of crazy relatives to run me away. Jesus Cas, you don't know what I went through thinking you were ashamed of me" exclaimed Dean, pulling the dark haired man in for a bruising kiss.

"I would never be ashamed of you Dean. Like I said I don't care what you do for a living, as long as you're mine I'm happy" whispered Cas.

Dean hoisted the other man up, twining the doctor's legs around his waist and made his way toward the bed.

"How about I make you a lot happier" he whispered.


Wow…talk about an update! This is the chapter that I originally intended to write the graphic love scene for. I hope it works just as well without it. Anyway remember reviews equal LOVE!