AN: I want to start by thanking everyone that has left kudos or comments, it's always fun to see what you guys think.
And like always, I couldn't have done this without my two wonderful betas Lotrspnfangirl and Renversermonmonde (a.k.a. Trickstermoose67 over at Tumblr).

- Supernatural -

Dean was in such a great mood the rest of the week that not even John's long, dreadful detentions could bring him down. Hell, even Sam and his friends seemed to have forgotten about him for the time being. Even so, as far as he was concerned, the weekend couldn't come fast enough.

After getting Cas' number, he spent every moment he could texting back and forth with him. But it didn't matter how hard he tried - Castiel wouldn't budge! He couldn't get anything out of the other boy about what he had planned for the weekend. By the time he went to sleep on Friday, he'd imagined about a hundred possible ways their date could play out.

Since Mom's coffeehouse was out, there weren't all that many nice places left in town. Dean really, really hoped that Castiel wasn't planning on taking him to one of the restaurants in Sam's part of town. Not only were the prices through the roof, but Dean was fairly certain that none of his clothes would fit the dress code for those places. For all he knew, they all had like five different types of forks to use during a multiple course meal and he already knew if that was the case, he would end up making a complete fool of himself when - not if, when - he used the wrong one.

Somehow, Dean had managed to keep his little date with Castiel a secret from everyone else. How that was even possible was beyond him. Not only were his friends the nosiest people he knew, but Dean struggled with wanting to scream it from the rooftops because, hello, he had a date with Castiel! A real date! It wasn't that Dean was ashamed about the date or anything, he was just nervous enough about it without his friends making a big deal out of it.

Of course, there was also the part where he didn't want Sam to find out about it. Not that his friends would ever tell! Things like this just tended to leak out when too many knew about it. And since Sam hadn't punched him yet for even thinking about going out with his friend, Dean figured Castiel hadn't told him either.

On Saturday morning, he woke up two hours before his alarm was supposed to go off. After tossing and turning, wide awake, in bed for the next half hour, he finally gave up on trying to get more sleep. When he sat up, he couldn't help but cringe when he noticed the complete mess that was his room. There were clothes everywhere. Not that he was surprised... he'd pretty much emptied his entire closet last night trying to find something to wear. Normally he would've just asked Charlie to pick something for him; he'd even tried to call Charlie five times last night, willing to tell her everything if she would just came and help him, but she never returned any of his calls. He eventually found out from Jo that Charlie had some tutoring thing that she had to attend.

An hour after getting out of bed, he was standing in front of his mirror holding a red shirt in one hand and a white on in the other, desperately trying to figure out which one to wear. He nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard, "Who are you and what the hell have you done to my kid?" behind him.

"Ha ha. Very funny, Mom," answered Dean while looking at her reflection in the mirror over his shoulder.

"No, I mean it. It's not even seven and you're up. I don't think that's ever happened. Is the world ending or something that I don't know about?" Mary asked seconds before she noticed the state of his room. "What the heck happened in here? Do we have a poltergeist in the house?"

"I'm trying to find something to wear!" Dean replied, trying not to sound as exasperated as he felt. "You can either help me out or get out. Your choice."

"Well, since you asked so nicely…" Mary said sarcastically before making her way to his bed. After moving some of the stuff Dean had thrown on top of it out of the way, she sat down. "I can't help you if I don't know what the occasion is."

"I kind of… I kind of have a date after work. But can you keep that to yourself for now? I don't want everyone to know about it in case it doesn't work out. Oh, and I won't be home until late tonight."

"A date? Where? And please tell me it's with Castiel."

"Yes, its with him and I don't know where. It's driving me crazy!" Dean said as he threw the shirts on the growing pile and turned to find something else.

"Why are you freaking out over what to wear? You two have already gone on a date."

"That wasn't a date!" Dean argued for what felt like the hundredth time. Dean was sure he heard his mom say, "Could have fooled me," under her breath in response.

Dean sighed and turned to give her a look. "Are you gonna help me or just give me the third degree?" asked Dean, who had just about given up on trying to find something. His goal had been to pick something that was a little bit nicer than the things he normally wore, but not too fancy.

"Relax, honey. Here, try these on."

- Supernatural -

Dean would've never made it to work on time if it hadn't been for his mom's help. Without her, he would probably still be standing in his underwear in front of the mirror trying to find something to wear. He hadn't even had time to clean up his room before he had to leave to catch the bus. All he could hope for was that he would have some time to clean up before Castiel showed up to pick him up, or hope that Castiel wouldn't want to come in.

The first thing Dean had done the day after his none-date was call Bobby and double check if he'd promised to stay longer today, which of course he had. Dean had gone on and on for nearly five minutes about how he would make it up to Bobby if he could please just quit at his regular time. He promised he could work overtime the day after or even the whole next weekend. He offered just about everything to be able to go on the date with Castiel, not that he told Bobby about it or anything. He would never hear the end of it if Bobby found out that he had a date. Turned out he didn't need to do any of that because the first chance Bobby got, he told Dean to "shut up", "stop beggin'", and "I expect you to make it up later".

Bobby was already hard at work when Dean walked through the door. "Hi, Bobby."

"Hey, you have a car waiting for you in the garage. Get started if you want to be able to go home on time," Bobby called back from his office.

Dean really didn't need to be told twice and got straight to work. He busted his tail the entire day, with only a few exceptions where his mind wandered off and he started thinking about Castiel. By the afternoon, Bobby had come to the garage to help him work on the cars now that he was done with his paperwork.

Bobby was in the process of putting in a new radiator when he asked Dean what the time was.

"Uh, it's five minutes to five," Dean answered after looking at the clock on the wall.

"Okay, great!" said Bobby as he picked up a dirty rag and tried to clean his hands. "Why don't you go and clean up a little before you leave?"

"But it's only five," Dean looked over, confused. "I still have an hour left."

Not that he couldn't use the extra hour, but he still felt bad about breaking his promise about working over time. Bobby had always been good to him the last thing he wanted was to let him down. Somehow, Dean got the feeling Bobby knew something that he didn't. It only added to his suspicions when Bobby said, "That's okay, you can go early. Just make sure t' grab the keys to the Impala before you go."

"The Impala? What do you want with baby?" asked Dean, completely lost over the strange request. Had he missed something when he was having one of his daydreams about Castiel?

"Well, I got this strange phone call yesterday. It was some boy who wanted to take this other boy he liked out on a date but thought his car wasn't 'good enough'. How he got that impression is beyond me." Bobby paused and threw the rag over his shoulder, raising his eyebrow with a smug smirk. "Anything you want to tell me?"

Damn. Dean didn't know whether he wanted to kiss Castiel or kill him. On one hand, he'd told Bobby about their date which Dean had been trying to keep low-key for the moment, but on the other… Castiel scored permission for Dean to take his baby out for a ride.

"I get to take baby?" asked Dean hoping that if he didn't answer Bobby's question that the older man would let it go.

"Yeah, you can take her and bring her back tomorrow. Something tells me I don't have to tell you to take good care of her. That boy said he'd meet you at your mom's place so you don't have to go pick him up. Now, go home and get ready!"

"Great! Thanks, Bobby! I mean it!" Dean exclaimed, vibrating with excitement. "I'll take super good care of her, you know I will!" said Dean with the biggest smile possible as he made his way to go get the key.

"Just have fun and be careful. Oh, I left you a little something in the glove compartment!" Dean heard Bobby call after him.

After getting the keys and a quick change of clothes, since there was no chance in hell he was sitting down on the leather seats in his dirty work clothes, Dean thanked Bobby again and said his goodbyes.

Dean didn't have to look long for the Impala. He tended to keep track of her whereabouts anyways, but even so, she stood out in-between all the other old, rusty cars Bobby had. For one thing, she was so clean you could see your own reflection on her sleek, black sides. He'd never been so glad that he insisted on keeping the Impala clean at all times, even though she wasn't even his. Yet. His friends liked to make fun of him for it, but he didn't care. It felt nice and relaxing taking care of her. While Dean cleaned and polished, he could put all of his troubles aside for the moment, wash them away along with the dust on baby's metal.

Before Dean drove home, he opened the glove compartment to check what Bobby had left him. He wasn't remotely surprised to find a pack of condoms.

- Supernatural -

Dean did a double take when he walked into his room. He was fairly certain that the room had not been this clean when he left home. Or in years, in general. And for the hundredth time in his life, Dean wondered how he had ended up with the best Mom in the world. Maybe it was to make up for having the worst Dad...

Dean was just getting dressed after taking a shower when the front door opened.

"Dean! Please tell me you did not buy the car in the driveway," came his mom's voice from downstairs.

"Of course I didn't buy the car in the driveway! I bought the car parked down the street," answered Dean sarcastically, before adding, "No, you know I don't have nearly enough money to buy her yet."

"So what? You stole her?" jested Mary as Dean came downstairs.

"Bobby loaned her to me for the night," said Dean before giving his mom a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks for cleaning up my room. I will make it up to you later, I promise."

"Don't mention it. Just remember to let me know when you know when you'll be home, so I won't worry." Dean nodded and Mary's smile relaxed. "Are you all set to go? Castiel should be here soon."

Dean looked at the clock noting it was twenty to seven, his heart skipping a beat when he realized she was right. The two hours he had to get ready had gone by in no time. So of course, the next twenty minutes seemed to drag on forever.

The doorbell rang at exactly seven, and if Dean almost fell over his own two feet to get to the door, then there was nobody around to prove that. Except for his mom, but she didn't count. Trying to not look too excited, Dean stopped and took a deep breath before opening the door.

"Hey, Cas!" said Dean and then added, "Wow, you clean up nice."

"Thank you, I was about to say the same thing about you," answered Castiel, even though his eyes never left Dean's. "You ready to go?"

"Yeah, just one moment," said Dean before turning around to grab his jacket and calling out to tell his mom that he was leaving. "Okay, I'm ready."

"I see you got the Impala. If you want," Castiel offered with a smirk, already knowing what the answer would be, "we can take mine instead."

"And leave my baby all alone? Sorry Cas, I can't do that to her," said Dean as they made their way into the car. "You're going to learn to love her just like everybody else. Just wait and see."

"We will see. Think you will be willing to share her when that time comes?"

"With you? I think that can be arranged. I just have to buy her first. So, where to Cas?"

- Supernatural -

"You're sure we are going the right way?" asked Dean as he took another turn that he was sure would take them deeper into the forest. By now, they were about an hour outside of town, somewhere lost, at least in Dean's opinion, in a forest. He had almost asked, "Sam didn't ask you to bring me here to kill me, did he?" when Castiel told him to take the turn that would take them off the main road and onto a road in-between the trees.

Castiel took his eyes off the road as he looked over to Dean. "Yes, Dean, it's just a little bit further."

Sure enough, a few minutes later Castiel told Dean to park in front of what looked like a small, old barn. It wasn't rundown or anything, it had obviously been well taken care of, and Dean could even tell that some of its parts had recently been redone.

"What is this place?" asked Dean as he surveyed the place through the windshield.

"It's a nice little restaurant owned by a family that lives here nearby. They bought this place a year ago and have been working on turning it into a restaurant. They haven't fully opened yet so they are keeping it low-key until they are ready. But their food is really good, trust me."

Aside from the sign that said "Restaurant" above the door and the few picnic tables on the lawn next to it, there was nothing that indicated that you could find a restaurant here. There hadn't even been a sign where you got off the main road.

"How the hell did you find this place?" asked Dean as he and Castiel walked up to it.

"I'm sorry, I didn't quite catch that," Dean said trying to catch Cas's eyes after Castiel murmured something while looking at his shoes.

"I got lost on my way to town."

Dean took a look behind him. "Cas, that was the only way here. How could you end up lost here if you were on the main road?"

"It's all Gabriel's fault! I have the tendency to follow instructions down to the letter and he knows that. He gave me the wrong directions, just to mess with me," explained Castiel.

Dean tried his best not to laugh. He really did! His best effort just wasn't enough.

Dean didn't know what he had been expecting when he walked into the barn, but it certainly wasn't this. He was in heaven, or a car heaven at least. Everywhere he looked he could see some part of a car. There weren't many tables inside, but all of them were made using car-hoods or some other spare parts, and every single chair was fashioned from old car seats. In some places, car doors were soldered together and used to add a sense of privacy around the tables. Even old headlights were used to light up the room. License plates were hung all over the walls and 'Highway to Hell' was playing in the background.

It was almost like he was back at work, except without all the grease and the dust. And, of course, the fantastic company.

"You approve?" asked Castiel as he watched Dean take in the room in amazement.

Before Dean could answer, "Dad, the lost puppy is back!" was heard from the other side of the room. Dean couldn't help but laugh at the nickname Castiel had earned. When he looked over, he saw a young girl standing behind a counter. "Just sit down, I will be right with you!"

"Thanks, Krissy," said Castiel before taking a step towards the nearest table.

"I'm not sitting at an old Volvo-table when there is an empty Mustang's one. Come on, Cas, we are sitting over there," said Dean as he gripped Castiel's hand and dragged him over to the table made out of spare parts from an old Mustang.

As they sat down, Dean took a moment to run his hands over the cherry-red table made from the hood before letting his eyes wander around the place. After getting his fill, they finally settled on Castiel. "This place is awesome, Cas."

"Just wait till you try the food. Something tells me you're going to love it," said Castiel as he reached for the menus and handed one to Dean. "Krissy told me last time that, since they haven't fully open yet, their menu isn't as big as it's going to be... but, they have hamburgers and some other things. Hope that's okay for a first date."

Castiel sounded nervous, anxious for a moment, and Dean had to bite back a laugh. Okay for a first date didn't even come close, this place was awesome! "Are you kidding, Cas? Of course that's okay!" Castiel beamed in response, his cheeks a bit pink in the lamp light.

It didn't take Dean long to find the burger he wanted, a bacon burger loaded with onion rings. The only problem was, Dean didn't want to have onion breath for the rest of the night. That would probably ruin his chance of getting to kiss Castiel sometime this evening.

Unfortunately, Dean didn't get a lot of time to decide before the girl, Krissy according to Cas, came to take their order. "So, what do you guys want?"

Dean couldn't help but like the girl. Sure, she was a few years younger than them but she knew how to carry herself and Dean got the feeling that she didn't take crap from anybody.

Castiel ordered the same thing he had had last time, which was just a regular cheeseburger. After only a moment's hesitation, Dean ended up ordering the bacon burger but without the onion rings. Thankfully, Castiel didn't seem to notice how Krissy looked between them and said, "Good choice!" to Dean when he asked her to skip them.

They used the time while they waited for the food to get to know one another better, filling each other in on their day and stories from their childhood. It was comfortable, easy and relaxing. Dean had gone on few dates before, but they had all felt awkward and forced. This one just felt right. He and Castiel just clicked and there weren't any awkward silence that needed to be filled.

After eating one of the best burgers Dean had ever tasted, not that he was ever going to admit that to Ellen or his mom, Dean asked Castiel if he wanted to try out the pool table in the back. Dean had grown up playing pool at the Roadhouse with his friends so he was pretty good, if he said so himself. After learning that Castiel had never played pool before, Dean took it as his personal mission to teach him everything he knew. The fact that he got to stand really close to Castiel didn't factor into that decision at all. Dean was a gentleman, afterall!

It was a good thing that Dean Winchester was not known for being a quitter, because there was only one word that could describe Castiel at pool; that word was 'terrible.' God knows Castiel tried his best, but no matter how much he tried, he could not get a single ball in a hole without Dean's help. Not that Dean was complaining. In fact, Dean loved everything about Castiel playing pool.

He loved how Castiel would stick his tongue out just a little bit when he was concentrating. How his expression changed to one of pure fury, looking like he wanted to smite the balls when they didn't go where he wanted. How good he looked when he was bending over the table to get a better angle. How happy he got when he thought the ball was going into a hole, only to get a sad puppy look when it didn't. And again, how good he looked when he was bending over the table.

He and Castiel stayed at the restaurant till closing and then the two of them drove around town for rest of the evening. Dean showed Castiel all the best places in town and told him about some of the shenanigans he and his friends had been up to in some of the places. In return, Castiel showed Dean where he lived which was in a big, nice looking house. Neither of the boys commented on the fact that they could see the Winchester house from there.

It was well after midnight when Dean pulled the Impala into the driveway in front of his house. Since Castiel had left his car at Dean's place, he went with Dean to pick it up instead of Dean leaving him at his house. The two of them sat there for awhile, talking, neither of them wanting the date to end. Castiel's hand felt perfect resting in his own.

When Dean got into bed that evening, he couldn't for the life of him remember who initiated the kiss he and Castiel shared before they went their separate ways. All Dean knew was that one, from now on kissing Cas is his absolute favorite thing to do, and two, that it most likely was him that pressed the car horn in order to get closer to Castiel, managing to wake up half the street in the progress, including his mom.

- Supernatural -

On Sunday evening, the whole gang got together in Benny's room as planned to watch the Walking Dead episode. After the episode, they started playing a car-racing game. Right now, Ash was sitting backwards on Benny's deckchair, Dean and Jo were lying at the end of Benny's bed, and Benny and Charlie were lying on the floor in what Dean would call a race to the death, just from how competitive the two of them were.

"Cas knows you bat for the same team, right?" asked Ash all of the sudden.

Since Dean still hadn't told his friends about his date with Castiel, he said, "Yeah, and he didn't even freak when he found out. Unlike some people." He finished his thought by looking at Benny.

"Hey, I said I was sorry! You just 'came out' out of the blue! How was I supposed to react?" asked Benny turning around to look at Dean before quickly turning his attention back to the game when he realized Charlie had pulled ahead.

"Out of the blue, my ass," muttered Jo, rolling her eyes.

"You were the only one that hadn't figured it out. I'd always figured Ash would be the last one," said Charlie with her tongue sticking out in concentration. "It was kind of funny, when you think about it."

"It wasn't funny at all. I had just found out my best friend liked guys! I was allowed to freak out a little bit, since I don't know, I'm a guy." Benny rolled his eyes but nudged Dean's leg, letting him know he was half-joking.

"Yeah, a little bit. But not for two days! Dean was going out of his mind with worry that he had lost you forever. I'm pretty sure he was about to ram himself back into the closet, just for you," answered Charlie with an intensity that made Dean raise his eyebrows. He opened his mouth to calm the situation before Charlie really went off on Benny, they'd gotten past it and were in a good place now, no need to bring up the past. But Jo spoke first.

"That would have been so funny if Dean had gone back into the closet and Benny had come out at the same time, like he tried to!"

"What?" and "He tried to do what?" sounded all over the room at the same time Benny said, "Shut up, Jo!"

"Wait! You never told them? How am I the only one that knows?" asked Jo, eyes wide.

"Because you were the only one that caught me in the act and I thought we agreed to never speak of it again!" answered Benny, who to Dean's amazement was actually blushing.

"Okay, spill, now!" said Charlie, who had totally forgotten the game she had been playing against Benny and her half of the screen now had a big Game Over across it.

Biting her lip, Jo looked over to Benny, silently asking for permission. After a short time Benny let out a long breath before saying, "Fine, go ahead. They are never going to give up asking so lets just get it over with."

Jo waited another moment, contemplating Benny's expression, before launching into the story. "Benny only freaked out about Dean being gay for like half a day. Then he started freaking out about what he should do when Dean would eventually fall madly in love with him, because in his mind, that was bound to happen eventually."

Dean was glad Benny couldn't see the look he and Charlie shared. Charlie was one of the few people that knew about the crush Dean used to have on Benny back then.

"I was twelve, give me a break! Besides, you've seen what this town has to offer. You and Dean don't exactly have many good guys to choose from." Benny shrugged, looking away from Jo and then addressing the entire group. "I mean, there is no wonder Charlie is gay."

"Are you sure you're not gay, Benny? I mean you seem to have put a lot of thought into the boys of this town," asked Ash before getting a pillow in the face from his friend. "Pillow fight? Really? That's your defense?"

"Guys, give him a break. It was a hard, confusing time for him," said Jo.

"Why am I friends with you guys?" Benny asked himself out loud.

"Because I am awesome!" said Dean immediately, only to get a huff from Benny in return.

"Because I know how to fix your computer?" Ash half asked only to get a "You mean, you know how to use it, unlike Benny," from Dean.

Benny didn't really disagree with Jo's "Because I am hot!" statement, even though they all knew that was far from being the reason for their friendship.

"Because I help you with your homework," answered Charlie last. "Plus, I own all of the good tv-shows."

"Hey, do you want to hear the rest of this story or not?" asked Jo.

After getting "Hell yes!" from everybody except Benny, who just grunted before restarting the game he and Charlie were playing and taking the lead for the first time that day, Jo continued.

"So, I went over to Benny's house to try to kick some sense into him after he'd ignored Dean for almost two days. When I got there, his mom just told me that he was in his room and I could just go right in. When I opened the door, the first thing I see is wide-eyed Benny reading Texas Hunky-something…"

"Hunky Texans, it's the male version of Sexy Asian Beauty," Benny corrected, his entire body moving with the controller as he went around a turn in the game. "It was either that or Balls of Steel or something."

"You were looking at gay porn for Dean?" asked Charlie.

"Well, I wasn't going to go look for it on the internet. Looking at that magazine was traumatizing enough!"

"I don't think I have ever seen him more freaked out in my life," said Jo laughing.

Ash looked deep in thought before he said, "I still don't get why you were looking at gay porn."

"Well," Benny shrugged, ears just as red as his cheeks, "I figured since Dean and I had always done everything together, now that Dean was gay, I would have to get used to all the gay stuff. I mean, especially if I was going to have to be gay with him." Benny cleared his throat and shrugged. "I think it was just temporary insanity. No big deal!"

With a "You were gonna be gay for me?!" Dean jumped on top of Benny and whispered in his ear, "Do you still have it?"

With a laugh, Benny pointed to his closet and said, "I threw it under the closet when I noticed Jo, it should still be there. It's all yours brother if you can get it. Back then, I thought about trying to get it and give it to you as a "welcome out" present, but it didn't seem right so I didn't bother trying to get it."

Dean, who was now lying on the floor trying to get the magazine with the help of Jo and two pens, turned his head to look back at Benny. "So you gave me a condom and a banana instead?"

"Hey! You said that was the best banana you ever had!"

"Best ban- What the hell did you do with that banana?" asked Charlie with her eyes wide open and a wicked smile on her lips.

"I ate it! Get your mind out of the gutter." He gave Charlie a pointed look before turning back to the closet. "Aha, got you!" yelled Dean as he pulled the magazine far enough out so he could pick it up. "Hello, sexy!"

Jumping back onto the bed, Dean got comfortable resting against the headboard. He'd hardly gotten the chance to flip through the first pages and admire the view when both the girls demanded that he share. Why Charlie wanted to see some pictures of half naked men so much was beyond Dean. And he was not going to ask since he wasn't sure he wanted to know the answer. With a little maneuvering, he ended on his stomach in the center of the floor with the girls on either side of him and the magazine open in front of them.

"That does not look comfortable! Can guys really do that?" asked Ash looking at the page Dean was on, upside down from where he was sitting. The position in question didn't look that difficult from Dean's perspective and he was 90% sure that he and Castiel could pull it off. He just needed to find the courage to ask Castiel to try it with him.

It was easy for Dean to decide which one of the pictures was his favorite. In the middle of the magazine was 'Misha the Pizza Guy', who just happened to look a lot like Castiel. They both had blue eyes, dark short hair, and were very, very well built. Even though the guy was really, really hot, Dean couldn't help but think about the photo of Castiel in the pizza delivery outfit.

- Supernatural -

A few days later, Dean and Castiel somehow found themselves locked alone in Charlie's room. They had come over to hang out with her and Jo for a few hours and the next thing they knew, Charlie and Jo left the room to get some snacks and locked the door behind them.

"We have had enough of all the sexual tension between you two. This door is going to stay closed for the next hour or until you two get together!" called Charlie through the now locked door to her room.

"Did they just lock us in here?" asked Castiel. "Should we tell them that we have been together for days?"

"No, I'm just surprised they haven't figured it out yet," said Dean. "We should pretend to get really mad at each other or something?"

"Or we could do it on her bed?" suggested Cas as he walked over to Charlie's bed. To say that Dean was at a loss for words was an understatement. His innocent little angel wasn't so innocent after all.

"Who are you and what have you done with my boyfriend?" joked Dean as he joined Castiel on the bed.

"It's me, I promise," said Castiel before reaching over and kissing Dean lightly on the lips. "I have wanted to do that all day. Remind me, why haven't we told your friends about us again?"

"I just wanted to enjoy this for a little while before everyone starts asking questions. You know Charlie and Jo are going to give us the third degree, about how it happened, if we've gone on any dates, when our first kiss was, all of that when they find out, right?"

"Yeah, I know. So what do you wanna do for the next hour or so? We have our schoolbags, so we could finish our homew- I just got an idea how we can fool the girls," said Castiel before whispering his idea to Dean.

"Again, who are you?" said Dean with the biggest smile on his face.

When Charlie and Jo came back to check on the boys, they pressed their ears to the door and tried to hear what was going on on the other side.

They heard an out of breath Dean said, "Ohh, god Castiel, this is so good!" through the door. "More! I need more."

"Wait! You have some on your face, here let me get it for you," came Cas raspy voice a few seconds later. "You sure you want some more? Because I think I have some more for you."

Charlie slowly put one of her hand on the door handle and her other one on the lock before she looked over to Jo, silently asking if she should open the door. After getting approval from Jo, Charlie unlocked the door before pushing it open.

The scene that greeted them didn't really surprise them but was shocking all the same. There Dean was sitting, shirtless, on her bed with something white leaking down from his mouth and Castiel in the middle of trying to clean it up with his fingers.

"Oh my god! Did you just- on my bed?" asked Charlie.

"I'm so sorry! Dean said it was okay," said Castiel trying to hold a straight face even though Dean was laughing hysterically on the bed next to him. "Of course you don't want us eating yogurt on your bed."

"So you were just… Fine, we will just come back later. Come on Jo," said Charlie and turned around to close the door again.

"We are already dating!" called Dean after them, which caused Charlie to turn around on the spot. "Plus, we could have just gone out the window like I use to do when we were younger."

"You're what? How? When? Why didn't I know about it?" asked Charlie without giving them any time to answer as she sat down next to Dean. "I want to know everything!"

Jo trailed after her, a lot calmer than Charlie. "Finally, Charlie has been driving me crazy with plan D.E.S.T.I.E.L."

"Plan what?" asked Dean and Castiel at the same time.

Charlie hit Dean hard in the shoulder before she said, "Never mind that. Why didn't you tell me you had a boyfriend?"

"Because I didn't want you two to make a big deal out of it," answered Dean.

"A big deal, when have I ever made a big deal out of anything?" asked Charlie shocked.

The three other shared a looked before Jo cleared her throat and said, "I hate to be the one to tell you this, but Dean is right, sorry."

"Fine, maybe I do. Now the two of you shut up," said Charlie looking at Dean and Jo before turning her attention to Castiel. "Tell me everything!"

"Why does he get to tell it?" asked Dean, mildly offended.

"Because you have the tendency to skip the most interesting parts. Now, shush!" ordered Charlie.

The girls got the whole story from Castiel with few details from Dean. For an example, they got to hear everything about how awesome Castiel had been to get Dean the Impala for the night. The only thing Dean left out was how hard it was to return it to Bobby's the day after.

As Dean, Castiel, and Jo were getting ready to head home for the night, Charlie pulled Dean to the side and asked, "Does Sam know about the two of you? Because he's not gonna like it."

"No, he doesn't know yet," answered Dean. "Castiel and I talked about it last night. We don't want him to hear about it from someone else, so Castiel going to tell Sam about us after school tomorrow. I just have to hope Sam doesn't kill me after he finds out."

Even though Dean had only been half joking when he said that, he had not expected Charlie to look so worried. He quickly told her not to worry about Sam before going back over to Castiel and Jo who were ready and just waiting for him.

- Supernatural -

Not five minutes after her friends left, Charlie's felt her phone vibrate in her pocket. When she looked at it, she found one new message from "Moose". She wasn't sure why she had picked that name for Sam, she just didn't want Dean to accidentally see that she was talking to his brother and the name just seemed to fit Sam for some reason.

From: Moose
I just had a great idea for our essay. We're still on for lunch tomorrow right?

Charlie closed her eyes and took a deep breath, before replying.

To: Moose
Yes. See you then.

- Supernatural -

AN: Thanks for reading. Hope you enjoyed the chapter!