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Sam snatched a bottle of Wild Turkey as he stormed by the bar and exited the tent as a bat out of hell. He had never felt so humiliated in his life! How could she or he whatever the helk it was, lie to him. He never wanted to see Gabrielle or Gabriel ever again! He hailed a taxi outside of the botanical gardens.
As soon as Sam entered the hotel suite he was sharing with the lying bitch, he yanked off the grey tie that was suffocating him. He changed into faded blue jeans and a black AC/DC t-shirt, before packing his suitcase. The gargantuan Texan sat on the couch and drank from the Wild Turkey bottle. The livid man turned on the television, and the first thing that appeared on the flat screen was Cillian Murphy dressed in drag in Breakfast on Pluto. "You have got to be fucking kidding me," Sam mumbled as he hastily changed the channel.
The next channel he landed on was showing John Leguizamo, Patrick Swayze and Wesley Snipes as drag queens in To Wong Foo, Thanks for Everything Julie Newmar. "What the fuck is this drag queen day!" He flicked the remote one more time and the television landed on The Crying Game, when Stephen Rhea is vomiting in the restroom after finding out his girlfriend was a man.
Sam smashed the remote against the wall and it broke into two pieces. He continued drinking the alcohol and someone knocked on the door. He took his time in opening it and was somewhat relieved to see Dean standing there. "I came to keep you company, my friend."
Sam pushed his brown locks away from his face. He invited Dean in and the older man immediately noticed his packed suitcase. "I don't blame you for leaving. Shouldn't you talk to Gabrielle before you go though?"
"Oh you mean Gabriel? I don't want to see that freak so don't pester me on that subject! What would you do if it was revealed to you that…Oh never mind. I forgot you have the hots for a dude, so this kind of shit would not bug you in the least."
Dean pinched his nose and tried not to punch Sam's lights out. The guy was a major douche but Dean felt bad for him. Having such a humongous secret about the woman he loved be divulged in such a public setting must be demoralizing to say the least. "Hey I feel for you, bitch but don't leave things as they are. Gabrielle is a total wreck."
"I need some time away and think things through. I have been drinking, do you mind driving me to the airport?" Sam asked his former colleague.
"Of course, let's go man. Why don't we stop for some coffee downstairs first?" Dean suggested. Samuel agreed and the two men departed the suite.
Later that draining evening, Castiel was completely wiped out as he placed a blanket over Gabrielle's sleeping form. Earlier that night, Dean had taken the two women to Josie's Ice Cream Palace, the only local ice cream parlor in town. As Surley's other establishments it had not changed a wee bit since their senior year of high school. Gaby hardly touched any of her chocolate chip mint ice cream, which was her all time favorite.
The petite woman cried her heart out and broke Castiel's and Dean's hearts in the process. Dean held Gabrielle's trembling hand and stroked her back, while she sobbed. What astonished Castiel the most was that he did not show disgust towards his best friend. The observation made Cas smile for the first time that night, since the whole fiasco happened. He was beginning to fall in love with Dean. The man had such a beautiful soul.
After Castiel made sure Gaby was sleeping with the aid of two Tylenol Sleeping Time gel tablets, he returned to his room. Dean was sitting on a chair gazing out the tiny balcony screen door. He was only wearing black slacks and was bare foot.
Castiel was not one to ogle men since Lucifer Eastwood traumatized him. For the first time in his life he was feeling an intense rush of lust. He desired Dean so badly. Cas wanted to touch every inch of his sculpted physique. He was unaware Dean had sensed his presence as soon as he had entered the room, but was giving him time to settle in.
"Gaby finally fell asleep like fifteen minutes ago. She'll be out until ten am. I want to thank you for being so wonderful through this entire ordeal. Did you see Samuel? We noticed that he took all of his possessions from the suite."
"Yes, I found him half drunk in his suite and took him downstairs to drink coffee and then drove him to the airport. The dumb ass is a mess and I don't blame him."
"Gaby was going to tell him tonight. Don't you think keeping this secret was killing her inside? She is the most beautiful soul I have ever met in my life and she does not deserve to suffer. Gabrielle has gone through enough shit her entire life."
"In my opinion the Sasquatch needs some time to go through things on his own. I know him and he is in love with her. You heard when he told her that he was going to propose to her. He'll come to his senses."
"I guess you are right," Castiel said.
"How are you doing? It must have been rough seeing your friend going through so much crap. Also, seeing Eastwood, the dick must have been devastating."
Castiel was standing next to him. Dean gently held his arm and sat him on his lap. Castiel needed to feel Dean's warmth. He was playing with a loose strand of Cas' usual bed hair and said, "I want you to know that you can always count on me for anything. I want us to be best friends, as well as lovers."
Cas' eyes shone with tears and he placed his head on Dean's shoulder. He wrapped his solid arms around Castiel's quivering form and Cas felt a surge of relief for the first time that evening. After crying for a couple of minutes, he stood up. Dean was pleasantly surprised that he held his hand and got him off the chair. Cas caressed his cheek and noticed the stubble grazing his chin and upper lip.
Castiel sighed. "Thank you for being the most remarkable man I have ever met." He kissed Dean softly on the lips and held on to his narrow waist. They kissed passionately and then Dean reluctantly released Cas. "Remember I do not want to rush you."
"Thanks, I know. Will you please hold me? I have no idea why the hell Gaby and I returned to this hell hole. Although, I am glad you are here and we have gotten to know each other even better."
The former gigolo smiled. "The only good thing out of this entire mess was that I did not end up in jail tonight."
Castiel tipped his head sideways. He gazed at Dean with a genuinely confused look on his beautiful face. "I don't understand."
"If the douches of the jocks had not started the fiasco, I would have kicked the shit out of the Lucifer, the snake right in the middle of the dance floor. I wanted to strangle the life out of him, when he started taunting you, angel."
"Thank God for small miracles, then."
Dean kissed Cas' hand, which was enveloped in his and led him to the bed. As soon as Castiel was lying on it, he got in next to him and placed the sheet over their weary bodies. Cas placed his head over his smooth chest and fell asleep listening to the steady beating of his heart.