"Well when a man and a woman care about each other," Gabe said with a grin.

Pamela playfully punched him in the stomach and said, "That's not what happened and you know it."

"I know nothing of the sort," Gabe responded.

"You little liar," Pamela said narrowing her eyes at him.

"Good things come in small packages," Gabe said suggestively.

"You keep telling yourself that," Pam said with an eye-roll. "Whatever keeps you from crying yourself to sleep. . . if you want to hear the story then come inside and I'll tell you."

Even though Sam wanted to get back to Jess this wasn't a story that he was passing up on hearing so he followed the group into Pamela's apartment.

Dean and Cas sat back on their couch and then Gabe squished his way in between them just to bother the pair.

"Oh no, you're sitting with me," Pamela said grabbing his arm and dragging him to the other couch.

"Fine," Gabe sighed and dragged his feet on the way to the couch, but with a smile on his face.

Sam took a chair.

"So," Pamela began. "It was when we were in high school and their family was going on a trip to the lake. And me, being the perfect little angel that I was-"

"And her being Gabe's best friend since pre-school," Cas corrected.

"Hell yeah," Gabe said high-fiving Pamela.

"I can already tell this is going to take a while," Dean commented.

"Anyways I got to go with them," Pamela continued the story. "And one night we were walking around and I said that we should go skinny dipping."

"And I said that we weren't going in the water because it was fucking freezing," Gabe told her.

"And I pushed you in fully clothed," Pamela responded and it was like they were having their own little argument.

"And then Balthazar dragged me into the water," Cas added. "That was back before all he did was sit around and get stoned."

Dean saw the pained look that Cas was desperately trying to hide. Dean turned towards Sam and gave him a head tilt and look that meant that he thought the situation was similar to theirs.

Sam gave him a small head shake no.

Dean bugged his eyes out silently saying 'no seriously'.

Sam rolled his eyes at Dean who just stared back seriously.

Sam bit his lip for a second, then stuck his tongue out at Dean trying to get him to stop being so serious.

Dean shot back a confused look and a raised eyebrow.

"You two stop with the eye sex!" Pamela interrupted.

"Gross, we weren't having eye sex," Dean told her.

"I don't care what you were doing, when I tell a story you'd better listen. I'm not talking just to hear my own voice . . . this time." Pamela joked.

"Sorry," Sam said and Dean remained silent.

"So Gabe was right, the water was way too cold. By the time we'd walked back in our soaking wet clothes we were practically ice cubes," Pamela continued. "And we just wanted to go get dry clothes on. So I went in my bag and found a pile of clothes and then, being the classy lady I am, went to go change in the washroom while they changed outside of it because they didn't want to wait. Only problem is someone took my shirt out of the pile."

"Hey, that was Balthazar," Gabe said raising his hands in a sign of innocence.

"I didn't notice until I was changed except my shirt and I wasn't going to put the wet one back on, so I walked out to go get the shirt," Pamela said. "It's not my fault that he was putting pants on when somebody tripped me thinking it would give them more time seeing me in my bra."

"Okay that one was me," Gabriel said beginning to chuckle, he shut up quickly when Pamela hit him in the side of the head.
"And I was falling so I stuck my hands out to try and catch myself. It is so not my fault that they hit Cas's stomach and he started falling too and that when we landed my hands wound up in his pants," Pamela said. "It's not like I was groping him."

Dean was laughing loudly now and Cas wasn't looking very impressed.

"I wish I had a camera with me," Gabe said. "You should have seen it. They were laying in a pile on the floor with her shirtless and sticking her hands down his pants."

"It's not funny," Pamela said, although Dean could tell she was holding back laughter. "And you're damn lucky you didn't have a camera."

Dean was still laughing when he noticed the grumpy and embarrassed look on his boyfriend's face.

"Oh come on, it's funny," Dean said.

"No, it's not," Cas pouted.

"I guess that I owe you something embarrassing then," Dean said then drummed his fingers trying to decide what to tell him.

Sam opened his mouth, but Dean cut him off, "No, Sam, I've got it. You know how most kids believe in Santa and the Easter Bunny? I may have ruined those for Sam, but he ruined leprechauns for me. I believed in them until I was at least twelve."

"You're making that up to make me feel better," Cas accused.

"No, that's the sad thing," Dean said. "I didn't have to make that up. Right Sammy?"

"It's true," Sam confirmed.

"You know that may have been a good one, but it only embarrassed him in front of you guys," Dean said turning to Gabe. "I find that it's better if you embarrass someone in front of a lot of people that they aren't close to. Like when a little Nair in Sammy's shampoo made him the weird bald kid." Apparently Dean had forgotten about his guilt for the way he treated Sam since he was laughing about it now.

"Now you're giving him advice?" Cas asked.

"When Cas was going into kindergarten I convinced him that all the other boys would have Barbie backpacks," Gabe grinned.

Cas leaned over and hid his face in Dean's chest.

"Hey that was my backpack before we talked him into using it and it was one kick-ass bag," Pamela said. "All the other girls were jealous when I had it."

"I'm a boy," Cas muttered into Dean's shirt.

Dean chuckled and patted him on the back.

"When Sam was five I convinced him that the people in the TV could see and hear him," Dean said. "It's even funnier when you put on a horror movie."

"Seriously Dean?" Sam asked.

"Yup," Dean said trying to look innocent.

"You're a dick," Sam said.

"Remember all that talk about how awesome I am?" Dean asked.

"You mean the stuff that was coming out of your mouth?" Sam challenged.

"You agreed with it," Dean said.

"Well maybe I was lying," Sam said.

"No take-backs," Dean said sticking his tongue out at his younger brother.

"Grow up," Sam said with an eye-roll. "I'm going back to Jess, I don't need to sit around and listen to you tell these stories."

"I wuv you Sammy," Dean called in a taunting tone.

Sam just slammed the door on his way out.

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