A/N: Alright. No idea where this is going. And I think a certain angel might appear. Just for you, my beautiful Demon. Can I be your doll? And to my other followers and reviewers. You! Yes, you! I love you. My entire soul just glows with extreme joy whenever you favourite me and like me and make me feel like a majestic centaur! ONWARDS! -PYXIE! psimhyperrightnowihopeyoudontmind
A knock woke both of them. Frantic knocking. Really loud, frantic, crazy, panicky knocking. Dean groans and presses his face into Cas' chest. He overlooks that they had switched positions in the night and mutters obscenities into the soft, warm skin of Mr. Angel-Man.
"Alright. I'll answer it." Cas rolls his eyes and climbs out of bed. He almost leaves straight away to answer the door, but realises his state of nakedness and pulls on a pair of pants. And, after a moment's contemplation, a shirt. He takes a glance at Dean and marvels in this beautiful human being that has himself sprawled out on his bed. Green eyes blink up at him warily, a small smile pulls at those perfect lips.
"I was kind of hoping you'd answer the door naked." And Dean's sleep laden voice is perfect. Just all of him is perfect.
Castiel smiles. "Only for you, Dean."
With a wink, he leaves the bedroom and walks into his living room to answer the door. Definitely not the person he'd been expecting. Well, he hadn't been expecting anyone. Probably Sam if anybody, asking where his brother is. But, no. Of course not.
"Hello, Cassie." Balthazar strides into Cas' apartment and looks around the room. "This isn't what I'd been expecting."
"Neither are you." Cas sighs and closes the door. He turns to his friend and watches as Balthazar picks up random items and then sets them down. Not that there's much to pick up.
"You were much harder to find than I had originally thought. We've all been curious about you." Balthazar blinks, turns his head towards the bedroom, and then smirks. "Oh, Cassie…"
"Balthazar…" Cas warns.
"A human. You're shagging a human. What's it like? What's her name?"
"Dean." Standing in just a pair of jeans, Dean is in the hallway, staring at the both of them in confusion.
"Oh. Not what I expected. But, hey. Why not? Viva la vida and all that." Balthazar smiles at Dean and slowly rakes his eyes down the human's body. "Actually...much more than what I expected."
Dean stiffens up Balthazar's scrutiny, but rolls his eyes to hide his unease. "Right." Dean cautiously enters the living room, glancing around as though to make sure another Angel won't make an unexpected appearance.
Cas nods. "So. What are you doing here? And how did you find me?"
"The elementary way, Cassie." Cas flinches at the nickname. "I burned a map. And then I had to search this entire city. Clean of demons. Good job, by the way." Balthazar smiles brightly at the two of them and then goes into the kitchen. "You've turned into an alcoholic, Cas. Look at all this scotch!" He pours himself a glass and then poofs back into the living room. "Also...it's eight o'clock on a Wednesday morning."
Dean swears and looks down. He doesn't quite want to leave yet, can't leave yet, but work calls. Or he could just call out sick.
"Don't worry about me, Dean. Balthazar has always been a friend." Cas lets Dean out through the front door and then shuts it behind him. He opens his mouth to say something, when there's a knock at his door. He signals for Balth to wait before he opens it.
"I almost forgot." Dean leans forwards and presses a kiss to Cas' lips, holding him in by the back of his neck gently. "I'll bring dinner back tonight." And then he slips back into his apartment, leaving Cas flushed at his front door.
"What's it like, Cas? Being with him? Different, right?" Balthazar leans against a wall and watches Cas with an even stare as the other angel closes his front door.
Castiel absentmindedly licks his lips and turns to look at Balthazar with a curious stare. "What do you mean? I've had sex before."
"But you two haven't actually done the deed, have you? Not fully anyways." Balthazar chuckles and sets his glass down on the breakfast nook, then places both of his hands on Cas' shoulders. "At least you can't go around making nephilims. That would be bad. But hey, love is love, right?"
Cas looks down and blushes. "I suppose...But, tell me, you didn't come down here to talk about my current relationship. Why are you here?"
At that, Balthazar drops his hands from Cas' shoulders and sighs. "Always straight to business with you. At least when it comes to other angels." He shrugs. "I just wanted to know why you're hiding from us."
"I am not hiding."
"Don't lie. This entire place is warded. Why don't you want to see us?" Balthazar crosses his arms.
Cas remains silent as he contemplates telling Balthazar. "Alright. Fine. I just...don't want anyone finding Dean. And if you know how to find me-"
"Cassie, I'm insulted." Balthazar straight out pouts.
Cas can't help but chuckle. He didn't mean to insinuate that Balthazar is, by any means, lacking in intelligence. In fact, if anything, Balthazar is one of the most cunning characters he's had the pleasure of conversing with. But really, the tactic isn't all that difficult to find them. And he really wants Dean to be safe and not in danger just for being in cahoots with a supernatural being.
"Forgive me, my friend." Castiel runs a hand through his hair. "I have done nothing to cause alarm for our higher ups. Nor have I brought attention to myself. And I intend to keep it this way."
"Because you're in love." Balthazar sings. "And I get it. I know the feeling."
"You?" Cas says doubtfully. "You've been in love?"
"Again. Insulted." Balthazar looks around the bare room, wanting something to sit on. And doesn't that rug just look so inviting… He plops down on it and crosses his legs. "Perhaps...maybe in the future, we can have a conversation where you don't undermine me."
"Or you can say things that don't provoke me to undermine you." Cas sits down across from Balthazar and they glare at each other for an undeterminable amount of time.
And then Balthazar starts laughing and Cas follows. "Oh, I have missed you." He smiles and the skin around his eyes crinkles in a way that makes him look most delighted. "You should at least stay in touch with me every so often. Just so I know that one day, you'll never stab me in the back."
Castiel laughs. "That will never happen." Two different angels in his apartment in as many days. "You know...Gabriel was just here yesterday."
"Oh? What did our favourite trickster want?"
"He told Dean I died."
Balthazar laughs and it earns him a glare. "Classic Gabriel. Stays hidden and when he does pop up, he says the shittiest things. Best brother, don't you think?"
"No." Cas is not amused.
"Well...you're alive. And I'm sure that's all that matters to Dean. Considering he's in love with you. You know that, right?"
"Of course." Cas narrows his eyes and tilts his head to the side.
"And he know you love him?"
"As I know he loves me."
"But have you said it?" Balthazar persists.
And then there's silence. It isn't like saying those words is difficult. Or maybe they are hard to say, and he just doesn't know it yet. Then again, he had admitted to feeling vulnerable. And that was a huge step for him.
Balthazar stands up and stretches his hands up to the ceiling. "Alright. Well...seems like you have quite a bit of thinking to do. So I'll let you to it." He extends a hand to help up his brother, who takes it willingly. "It's really good to see you, Cassie." Balthazar kisses Cas' forehead and smiles at him. "Don't be stranger." And then he's gone, leaving Cas all alone to his thoughts.
"Have you told him the good news yet?" Jess chatters excitedly into the phone as she closes the lid to her laptop.
"No...I haven't had time to." Sam can almost hear her frown over the phone. "But don't worry." He rushes on. "I'll tell him tonight. Really. It's just that I met his...neighbour?"
"Are you sure about that?" Jess chuckles over the phone at Sam' hesitance. And then she stops. "The angel? You met him?" She sucks in a breath. "Oh my god. Tell me about him. What's he like? Will I leave you for him? It's he beautiful? Does he bake?"
"What?" Sam laughs. "FIrst of all, he's taken. Second of all, you're taken."
She giggles. "Can't stop a girl from dreaming." Jess sighs and sits down on their sofa, inspecting the room around her. "You need to tell him. I think he'll be happy to know this. Actually...no. I know he'll be happy." She pulls her knit sweater tighter around her and looks out the window.
"He will be. I just want to find the right time to tell him." Sam stops walking for a moment and looks around. "Crap…I'm lost."
Jess laughs. "If we're going to be living there in a month, I think it's best that you learn your way around."
"Yeah, yeah. This area is just kind of confusing…" He looks around. At least Dean lives downtown. But downtown isn't the best area for raising a family and it isn't quite hipster enough for two Stanford graduates. Not to say that Dean isn't a hipster, but he isn't a hipster. Well, neithere are Sam and Jess. But hey, anyone can be hipster if they put on thick framed glasses and flannel.
"You'll find your way back. What did you think of the house?"
"It's perfect." Sam has already paid the deposit, he loves it so much. And he just knows that Jess will feel the same way.
"I'm trusting your judgement." She smiles and lies down on the sofa. "I can't wait to get out there. Finals in two weeks, your BAR exam...and then Seattle. December is going to be a good month for us."
"For all of us. And you'll get to meet Dean, finally. And his...neighbour, and-"
"Okay." Jess sounds serious. "Why do you keep doing that? Why are you hesitating with 'neighbour'?"
Sam exhales a sigh of relief. And then another one when he's found his way to a bus stop that will bring him back downtown. "I think he and Dean are a thing."
"Oh."
"Jess?"
"Yeah." She sounds kind of sad. "I just wanted to know if he was straight. And now I know." Jess shakes her head. "Alright, baby. I'm gonna let you go so I can go study."
"Alright. I'll call you tomorrow to let you know how he takes the good news." Sam pulls his money out of his pocket when he sees his bus coming. "I love you."
"I love you." She repeats, any traces of sadness gone, her voice full and vibrant again. "Always."
A/N: Sorry...not Sabriel, I decided. I kind of forgot that I brought Jess into the story. However briefly...I suck. Yes, that was a Harry Potter reference. I figured that after Tuesday night's episode...we could do with some fluff and smiles...so...yeah. This is all just one big love parade. And I wonder what Gabriel and Balthazar would be like together. Thoughts? Reviews are always appreciated. Love, forever and always, Pyxie