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"Dean? Dean wake up. Dean!"

"Sammy?" Dean blinked his eyes open. Sam sighed in relief, hugging him.

"Whoa. Sam, hey, ow, let go." Dean winced. Sam backed away. Dean finally had a chance to look around. He was in a hospital room."What happened?"

"You ran into a fire hydrant. I don't think I've ever seen Bobby so mad. You were about a block from the school, too." Sam sat down on the guest chair.

"Shit. The car." Dean closed his eyes.

"It's bad, Dean."

"Dean!" Bobby stormed in. Dean gulped, looking up at him.

"I'm sorry, Bobby. I'll pay to fix the car, I'll stay later, I-"

"Shut up you idjit, I don't care about the car. You could have gotten yourself killed!" Bobby put his hand on Dean's shoulder, squeezing slightly.

"You're not mad?"

"I'm furious. But you're okay, and that's more important."

A week later, Dean got to go back to school. He'd broken his arm, and had to get a few stitches. He went up to his locker, struggling to put his books in with one arm.

"Need some help?" Cas was standing next to him, looking concerned. Dean swallowed, nodding. Cas reached over and helped him get his science and math books in his locker.

"I'm glad you're okay, Dean. I was worried."

"Yeah. I, uh... I was acting dumb that day." Dean shrugged.

"Meg says I was acting like a worried housewife while you were in the hospital. I don't see how that would apply though." Cas frowned slightly. Dean looked at him. Cas looked back, their gazes held.

"Dean! So glad to see you with the living!" Meg ran up and wrapped her arms around Cas, kissing his cheek. Dean grimaced, glaring at Meg.

"Nice seeing you, Cas. Meg." He walked away, leaving the two alone. He has a girlfriend. They're happy together. Get it through your skull, Dean.

At lunch, Dean sat with Sam as always. Cas saw them from across the cafeteria, and came to join them as he had been doing for the past two months.

"ATTENTION STUDENTS! THIS IS LENORE, YOUR SENIOR CLASS PRESIDENT AND HEAD CHEERLEADER! JUST HERE TO ANNOUNCE THAT PROM TICKETS ARE NOW ON SALE! THIS YEAR'S THEME IS HIDDEN LOVE! HOPE TO SEE ALL THE SENIORS THERE!" The pale girl grinned, handing the megaphone over to Henriksen. He nodded, going back to his office.

"Prom? Anyone in mind to go with, Dean?" Sam looked at his brother, glancing at Cas. Dean glared at Sam, kicking him under the table.

"Oh my gosh, Cassie, did you hear? Prom tickets. You're going to buy some for us, right?" Meg had sauntered over, sitting in Cas's lap. Dean stabbed his noodles with his spork.

"I, um." Cas looked over at Dean, blushing. Meg coughed, turning him back to her. "Yes. I'll buy them." Cas sighed. Meg smiled, pulling him over to the ticket booth.

"Dean!" Sam threw his spork at his brother.

"What?" Dean looked up, frowning.

"You are the densest person I've ever met. Cas is going to the prom with Meg!"

"She's his girlfriend, Sam." Dean went back to poking his noodles.

"He likes you, you like him, why is this so hard?" Sam sighed.

"Sammy, Cas and I are friends. That's it. That's all we'll ever be." Dean got up, tossing his food in the trash.

"So what, you're gonna go to prom alone, and mope all night because Cas is dancing with his girlfriend?"

"No. I'll get a date of my own. I'm gonna go with... Her." Dean looked around the room, gaze settling on another one of the cheerleaders. She laughed at something Lenore had said to Ruby.

"You want to go to the prom with Bela Talbot?" Sam looked at Dean like he had grown an extra head.

"Yes. And she's gonna want to go with me."

-OWNING OF NADA-