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Okay, so the chapters are going to take a bit longer to dish out now because I had the first nine written out and I thought I was going to end it after the ninth but then Gabriel got involved… and anyone who knows me when I write Gabriel knows the story gets extended.
And White Russia? White Russia? No! It's supposed to be New Zealand! I was so disappointed!
The Road So Far…
"You're more trouble than you're worth," Zachariah smirked.
"Now, Mr. Angel, you didn't really think I came without backup, did you?" Azazel smirked. The smirk was wiped off of Zachariah's face when two demons plowed into him, taking him off of Azazel.
"I love my brothers but you know the saying- family's like fudge with the nuts and all that. Michael may not have anything to do with anything anymore but Raphael doesn't seem to like his newest in laws," Gabriel said.
"So you felt it too?" Gabriel asked.
"Felt what?" Dean demanded.
"That energy that I sensed earlier," Castiel elaborated. "It was demonic… but I thought I sensed something angelic, too."
"What's going on, Cas? Why is Gabriel teaching me how to make sigils that keep angels away and using himself as an example? Why is your brother trying to hurt us? I thought we were done with this since you and Dean completed the bond!"
"Sam, not all of my brothers are… happy about my union with Dean," Castiel said. "Some are much like Balthazar and don't approve of the union.
"Balthazar, what are you doing here?" Castiel asked.
"I have something that might help you," Balthazar said.
Chapter X:
Raphael
"What's with you?" Sam frowned. "You keep… fidgeting."
"Nothing's wrong with me," Dean frowned.
"Okay…" Sam said doubtfully, turning back to his laptop. After a minute of silence, Dean broke.
"I miss Cass!" he blurted out.
"Oh…" Sam said awkwardly. "Um… go visit him?"
"I don't know where he is!" Dean snapped.
"Dean, he was here three hours ago," Sam said.
"Oh… right. I'm going upstairs," Dean said. A flash of silver caught Sam's eye.
"Dean-" Sam said but Dean was already climbing up the stairs.
"Dean, what the hell is wrong with you?" Sam demanded.
"Nothing's wrong with me," Dean grunted.
"You've been in a mood ever since Cass left!"
"Have not!"
"Have too!"
"Bitch!"
"Jerk!"
"Dean, Sam," Castiel appeared.
"Cass!" Dean grinned, grabbing Castiel by the back of the neck and kissing him.
"Where were you?" Dean demanded when Castiel appeared next to him.
"I was with Gabriel," Castiel said.
"Oh. Okay," Dean said. "Come here." Castiel allowed Dean to pull him onto his lap and kiss him.
"You are… awfully affectionate lately," Castiel said.
"That's a bad thing?" Dean asked.
"No," Castiel said.
"There you are!" Dean said. Castiel looked up from the book he was reading.
"Hello, Dean. I was doing research for-" Castiel was cut off when Dean kissed him eagerly, skipping past chaste and gentle and going straight to dirty and tongue. Castiel moaned and closed his eyes, winding his hands around Dean's waist to bring him closer.
"Hi," Dean said shyly when they parted.
"Hello," Castiel blinked, tilting his head.
"So, want to ditch the books?" Dean smirked.
"I really should-"
"Cas," Dean said, "put down the book." Castiel raised an eyebrow as Dean took the book from him. Dean started by taking their belts off, ignoring the shirts and jackets completely as he only focused on the pants. Castiel's eyes were wide, obviously not having expected this behavior from Dean.
"Dean, Bobby or Sam might…" he was cut off by his own moan when Dean's hand dipped inside his boxers. His hips bucked forward. Dean smirked.
"They won't," Dean said confidently, pulling down Castiel's pants into a pool at his feet before pulling his own and turning around, placing his hands on the table.
"Dean?" Castiel asked, mouth going dry.
"Fucking hurry up and stretch me and then get your dick in me," Dean ordered. Castiel wrapped his hand around Dean's dick, using his other to stretch and prepare Dean. Dean moaned and turned slightly so he could kiss Castiel. Satisfied that Dean was prepared, Castiel removed his fingers and nudged Dean's entrance with his dick. Dean whined almost pitifully as Castiel pushed into him. He tried to push back onto Castiel's dick but Castiel held him firmly so that he couldn't move and then, in one surprise movement, Castiel surged forward and buried himself to the hilt.
"Cas!" Dean screamed, knees buckling. He moaned again as Castiel surged into him, hitting his prostate. Castiel's hand found its way to Dean's dick again, jacking Dean in time with his thrusts. Dean came in no time with a shout of Castiel's name, held up by Castiel as the angel finished inside of Dean.
"Hello, Dean," Castiel said.
"Hey yourself," Dean said, reaching for the angel. Castiel allowed himself to be pulled on the bed. Dean rolled them over so he was on top. He kissed Castiel instantly, starting at his lips before making his way down Castiel's jaw line and down to Castiel's throat. Castiel moaned as Dean sucked on his Adam's apple. Dean lowered his hips, grinding his erection against Castiel's. Dean didn't bother fighting with Castiel's clothes, opting to instead tear the button up shirt. Castiel assisted him by sitting up slightly so that Dean could shove his jackets and shirt off. Dean paused to let Castiel take his shirt off before he resumed kissing the angel.
"Dean," Castiel moaned. They fought to get their pants and boxers off, barely being able to contain the excitement of feeling each other's naked flesh against each other. Dean found the lube in the dresser and coated his finger with it. He circled Castiel's hole with his finger, teasing it and watching Castiel's expression.
"Dean," Castiel begged. Dean smirked and pressed the finger inside. Castiel reached for Dean and pulled him closer so they could kiss. Dean added another finger into Castiel's hole, moving his fingers around to try and find Castiel's prostate. Castiel cried out when Dean hit it and Dean attacked Castiel's prostate with his fingers, making the angel moan wildly out of control. Dean added a third finger and he had Castiel writhing against him.
"Tell me how you want me," Dean whispered into Castiel's ear.
"Hard, Dean! Now!" Castiel said. Dean smirked and withdrew his fingers. Castiel moaned in disappointment but then shouted out when Dean entered him, thrusting hard.
"Dean!" Castiel moaned.
"Feel so good, so tight," Dean moaned, capturing Castiel's lips in a kiss. He thrusted into Castiel's tight, hot channel.
"Dean, I'm- I'm close!" Castiel moaned.
"Cum with me," Dean said. Castiel cried out as Dean's voice sent them both over the edge and Castiel's shout sent the oldest Winchester over the edge. Dean breathed heavily and collapsed on top of Castiel. Castiel looked up at Dean with content eyes and captured Dean's lips in a kiss.
"We shouldn't wait for Raphael to come to us," Castiel strategized.
"We'd be sitting ducks," Balthazar said languidly.
"We are not ducks," Castiel frowned.
"Expression, Cass," Gabriel intervened before Balthazar could say something smart. "As much as I am for a good joke, Balthazar, it's Cass. You can pull anything over on him. Besides, our mates are at stake." Balthazar looked almost bitter for a moment but he recovered quickly, standing up to look at the book Castiel was looking in.
"Well why don't we just summon the bastard right here and now? We have an archangel on our side, two other angels, and my junk-" Balthazar said.
"Would you please stop using that reference?" Castiel asked, giving Balthazar a sidelong annoyed glance.
"He's such a bore when he understands things," Balthazar said. "Where are the gorillas?"
"Don't call them that," Castiel snapped.
"Oh, so bossy, Cass. Are you like this in bed?" Balthazar smirked.
"Actually, Dean said he was tops last time," Gabriel said. The smirk disappeared from Balthazar's face.
"Right. On the real subject… Cass is right. We shouldn't wait for Raphael to come to us. He's bound to be waiting but he won't know when. This way, we take the element of surprise from him… but we don't know when he will strike so the key to the game is beating him to summoning us," Balthazar mused. "What is with you two? We already marked our territory and peed everywhere to keep other angels away. Oh god, don't tell me… you're both whipped."
Castiel brow furrowed, not understand the reference. Gabriel raised an eyebrow and a hand, snapping to make a gag appear on Balthazar's mouth.
"Now that we've gotten rid of the peanut gallery… we need to focus on finding Raphael," Gabriel said. Balthazar waved his hands, trying to get the other angels' attention. Castiel frowned, looking from Balthazar to Gabriel with a pointed look. Gabriel sighed. "Oh fine." He snapped again and the gag disappeared from Balthazar's mouth.
"Well thank you for that," Balthazar snapped. "I don't think it's only our big scary brother we need to worry about."
"What do you mean?" Castiel asked.
"Well, I've been doing a little dirty business since my time of pretend death and I believe it's safe to say that-"
"The point, Balthazar," Castiel encouraged in his monotone voice.
"The point, my dear Cass-"
"I am not your dear-"
"Cass," Gabriel shot Castiel a look.
"The point is that it's not only angels who want Dean and Cas's head on a stick. The demons want him too," Balthazar said. "We're going to be dealing with angels and demons."
"Oh, the irony," Gabriel sighed.
"What irony?" Castiel asked.
"Good question," Gabriel mused.
"I have to go," Castiel said suddenly. "Dean is calling."
"Cass-" Balthazar said but Castiel had already disappeared. "Oh nuts. Now it's just the two of us." Gabriel made a face.
"Peachy," Gabriel said.
"Dean?" Castiel asked, looking around.
"Hey, you made it," Dean grinned.
"What… is all this?" Castiel asked, gesturing to the restaurant's bathroom.
"Just thought we needed a break from everything," Dean shrugged. "C'mon, let's eat." Castiel followed Dean out of the bathroom confused. He tilted his head and allowed Dean to pull out a chair for him before he sat down. Dean looked proud of himself, almost bashful. Castiel didn't really know what to make of any of this.
"Dean… what's going on?" Castiel asked.
"It's… you know, a date," Dean said, rubbing the back of his neck and looking away from Castiel. "I mean, we spend so much time together. We're bound to each other. We've had sex-"
"Made love," Castiel corrected, enjoying the way Dean's face contorted into further embarrassment.
"Yeah, that. But we've never been on… you know…" Dean said.
"A date?" Castiel asked, the corner of his mouth lifting into a smile.
"Shut up," Dean said. Castiel covered Dean's hand with his own but then he pulled it back immediately with a frown.
"Dean?" Castiel asked, brow furrowing in concentration.
"What?" Dean asked, confused. "Cass?"
"Something is different about you," Castiel frowned.
"Is it a good different or a bad different?" Dean asked, suddenly looking worried. Castiel frowned and put his hand atop of Dean's again. Dean's soul called for him, that hadn't changed… but there was something else etching its way into Dean's soul, also calling for the angel. Castiel stared into Dean's eyes, trying to see into Dean's soul when Dean's eyes flashed silver but it came and went so fast.
"Dean, do you feel… any different?" Castiel asked, pulling his hand back slightly.
"No. Should I?" Dean asked and then the waitress came up to the table.
"Hi, may I take your order?" she asked, smiling and batting her eyes at Castiel flirtatiously.
"Yeah, I'll have a bacon double cheeseburger, a salad, and a black coffee. Cas, what do you want?" Dean asked, covering Castiel's hand with his own and giving the waitress a pointed look.
"The same," Castiel said, putting the waitress out of her misery and giving her a way to scurry away from the table in embarrassment. Dean got up and moved next to Castiel, sitting happily with the angel's arm around him.
"Dean, not that I don't enjoy this… but I thought you wouldn't have been so comfortable with displays of affection in the public eye," Castiel said. "And when did you start ordering salad?"
"Sammy's meeting us here," Dean shrugged, not answering the first question. Instead, he tipped his head upwards and pressed a gentle kiss to Castiel's lips, humming contently.
"Hey, cool it love birds," Sam said, sliding into the opposite side of the booth. "I got us a case."
"Aw, come on, Sammy. Can't we just take a break?" Dean groaned. Sam frowned and looked up at his brother. Castiel craned his neck and his eyebrows furrowed as he looked at Dean.
"Uh… are you okay?" Sam asked.
"Why does everyone keep asking me that today?" Dean demanded. "I'm fine!"
"Okay, PMS much?" Sam asked, looking at Castiel and mouthing, "is he pregnant?" Castiel looked alarmed and Sam smacked his forehead. "Joke, Cas. It was a joke. Relax. Dean can't get pregnant. He's a guy- he can't get pregnant, right?"
"No," Dean growled.
"No," Castiel said, looking relieved. "He can't." Dean looked annoyed at the question of his masculinity. Gabriel appeared next to Sam, looking slightly rushed and panicked.
"Gabe?" Sam jumped.
"Dude, you can't appear in public places out of thin air like that!" Dean growled. Gabriel shot Dean a look that obviously said I don't give a damn.
"I've got too much to tell you and too little time so shut your yaps. I pissed off our big brother and he's coming here now so we got to skedaddle," Gabriel said. He raised his fingers to Sam and Dean's foreheads and then nothing happened. Gabriel frowned.
"Uh oh," Gabriel frowned. "Cass, you try." Castiel reached for the Winchester's foreheads and achieved the same result as Gabriel.
"Which of our brothers did you anger that could stop both of us?" Castiel frowned. "I am one matter but you are an archangel."
"None of them can keep me trapped here- well, Lucifer and Michael can but it's not them. I pissed off Raphael but he shouldn't be able to keep me here," Gabriel said. "There are probably sigils around here somewhere." Castiel sat back in his seat, giving the impression that he was relaxed as he looked around. Dean adopted a nervous expression as he settled back into Castiel's side.
"What's with you?" Sam asked suddenly. "You've been acting weird since Cass left for his- whatever he had to do. Scratch that, you've been acting weird since you guys… copulated." He finished lamely. Dean rolled his eyes.
"Copulated, right. Real mature Sam," Dean said. "I'm fine. Why does everyone think something's wrong with me?" Gabriel tilted his head and looked at Dean the way Castiel did when he was trying to see into his soul, minus the "Dean is the best thing since Father" look and reached over to put his hand against Castiel's mark, despite Castiel's glare of protest. Gabriel raised his eyebrows and then rolled his eyes.
"Idiots. Let me guess, Dean you've felt anxious every time Cass leaves and when he's with or away from you, he's all you can think of," Gabriel said.
"No!" Dean denied. "Maybe."
"You're fine. It's just the bond acting up. You'll be fine in a few days. Just stop leaving his side for long periods of time or he'll go crazy," Gabriel warned.
"Crazy like… rob a liquor store crazy or bug everyone in sight crazy?" Sam asked.
"Crazy like he'll start having thoughts that aren't his own. Well, he'll be thinking them but they're going to be thoughts he normally wouldn't think of, like, cooking for Cass, kissing Cass- well that's one he would think of- bending over for Castiel, wait, no, he'd do that too, committing suicide-"
"What?" the other three demanded.
"Was it something I said?" Gabriel asked innocently.
"What do you mean he's going to be thinking thoughts of suicide?" Sam demanded.
"It's just part of the bond. It doesn't always happen. If we were to mate-" Gabriel said.
"Not happening. Skip that and continue," Dean said.
"If we were to mate," Gabriel said, giving Dean a pointed look, "it wouldn't happen to us because neither of us are alpha males. Deano here is your typical alpha male and his personality isn't going to let him bend all willy-nilly to the bond."
"I thought it already completed," Dean frowned.
"It did," Castiel frowned.
"It did and your soul and grace have done the horizontal dirty but some of Cass's grace is now in Dean's body. That's why you might have seen his eyes flashing silver and since Castiel's grace isn't used to being in Dean's body, it's calling out for Castiel and making him clingy, trying to get back to its owner. Capiche?" Gabriel said.
"Does that mean Dean is going to have angel powers now?" Sam asked.
"I don't know," Gabriel shrugged. "There haven't really been a lot of angels mating with humans for me to speak from previous experience." Castiel's arm tightened around Dean's shoulders and Dean was suddenly bombarded with confusing thoughts; thoughts that made him pull away slightly from Castiel. Castiel let him, recognizing this side of Dean more than the desperately clingy Dean.
Gabriel was right. Dean shouldn't have been acting the way he'd been acting. He could barely sit next to Castiel in public without thinking everyone knew they were together and could see them. As much as he wanted to, he never gave into the urges where he wanted to put his arms around Castiel's shoulders or kiss him or hold his hand- and now he'd been cuddling and kissing Castiel in public.
Well, at least his out of character behavior suddenly seemed… explainable.
"Does anyone else realize we've been sitting here talking about Dean going lovesick when there are slightly more important things to talk about? Like the fact our lives are in danger and why hasn't anyone tried to kill us yet?" Gabriel asked impatiently.
"Now, now, no need to be so impatient," Zachariah walked in front of them.
"Great, it's you," Gabriel frowned.
"How'd you get in here? Aren't there sigils?" Castiel asked.
"There are sigils, yes but we were in here before the sigils were placed," Zachariah smiled.
"We?" Sam repeated.
"Well, you really didn't think I came alone did you? After all, you Winchesters can be such a handful and Gabriel's no slouch himself," Zachariah said. "This angel here put heaven in a twist, I tell you, abandoning us like he did. I never thought I'd see you again."
"Oh, he's being modest," Gabriel said, pretending to blush and be flustered before he smirked. "I left them in a twister."
"Literally," Castiel added. "What do you want, Zachariah?"
"World peace, to end world hunger… for you to forget about this human!" Zachariah bellowed out. "What is wrong with you, brother? You take a human as a mate! We're angels! You're disgracing us! You disgrace Balthazar by choosing this filth!"
"Excuse me, I'd like to take this moment to point out that I have absolutely nothing to do with this," Balthazar said, practically waltzing into the room. "I actually like Dean now." Dean and Castiel stared at him and Gabriel rolled his eyes. "Okay, well I don't really but Cass is like, my best friend and I think I'm supposed to be supportive no matter what… that is how the BFF thing works, doesn't it?"
"What are you doing here, Balthazar?" Castiel sighed.
"I just thought I'd let you know that Raphael is on his way," Balthazar said. "And I destroyed the sigils but I think that it might be too late."
"How right you are brother," Raphael said. "How nice to see two brothers I had thought dead for centuries alive and well. And to see one of my little brothers mated… my, how far we have fallen." Castiel stood up and moved in front of Dean.
"You may not respect me, Raphael," Castiel warned. "But you will respect my choice in partner."
"Hmm, let me think… no," Raphael said. "Zachariah, I think you and Dean should have a little talk. Get to know the… in law. See if we can't convince them they've made a mistake."
"Gladly, brother," Zachariah smirked, appearing behind Dean and Castiel and pressing his fingers to Dean's forehead, disappearing with the eldest Winchester.
"Dean!"
"Okay, just for the record, I would like to again point out I had nothing to do with this," Balthazar said.