The rain was pouring down outside of the motel room. Sam sighed, "Dean, it looks as though were not going to be able to go after the ghost. I mean, the rain washing away the salt so that the ghost could kill us might put a bit of a dampening on the night."

"Isn't it inside? The rain wouldn't really affect inside would it?"

Sam shook his head, laughing lightly "No. The rain would just pour in as though the roof wasn't there." Dean smirked, turning away from the dark window. There was a fluttering of wings. Cas didn't have time to open his mouth before Dean interrupted.

"Hey. We're not really going hunting today. It's a bit too- uh, you know, stormy." Dean grinned, "I'm just gonna go head out to the bar. Pick up some pretty blonde." Sam shook his head and sighed exasperatingly. He saw a flash of something in Cas's eyes. He ignored it for the time being, but he stored it away, sure that he would want to think about it later.

While Dean was taking a while at the bar, Sam (and apparently Cas) was staying back at the hotel watching television (Read: Doctor Who). During the commercials (because Sam wasn't going to miss the show, he hasn't seen this episode before) Sam was glancing over at Cas, and he could tell that there was absolutely no way that Cas was actually watching the show. He looked sullen. And…

"Jealous?"

"What?"

"Are you… jealous?"

"What?" Cas repeated.

"Are you jealous?" Sam said again, with a smirk playing at his lips, "Of the girls that Dean's off picking up."

"Wh- what?" Cas said (once again) but this time the back of his ears went red.

"Are you jealous of the girls?"

"N-no, of course not." Cas wasn't looking at Sam anymore. Sam smiled and went back to watching the show.

*:*:*:*:*

Dean came back at the next morning. It was still pouring outside. Cas was still there. Apparently he had stayed up all night watching more Doctor Who episodes then Sam had ever seen in a row. Sam smirked at Dean had tossed his head towards Cas, telling him silently to talk to him. Dean shrugged, telling Sam silently that he had no clue what he was talking about. Dean sighed finally.

"What is it, Cas?" Cas looked up, raising his eyebrows.

"Please?"

"It's, it's nothing, Dean. It's nothing." Now it was Dean who raised his eyebrows, skeptically.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Cas told him, more forcefully. He stood up, and opened the door, stepping inside. He hesitated slightly before closing it behind him.

"What did he say, Sam?" Dean hissed. Sam just smiled, "Go." Dean bit his lip, and he finally opened the door, and rushed outside.

"Cas!" He didn't care about the rain pouring down on him. Cas turned back to look at him. Dean grabbed him by his tie.

Sam smiled, and let go of the curtain, letting the two have their moment.

A/N: THIS TIME IT WASN'T MY FAULT I SWEAR! So I got this tablet thing at the beginning of the school year, and yesterday at sectionals, I was writing this chapter. SO, since the school Wifi (this whole Iboss thing) won't let me onto this site, I couldn't post the chapter at school, so I decided to post it when I got home. So I get home. And apparently, It didn't effing save. But I saved it guys, I promise... No really, I saved it like, five times. So I get back to school, and thankfully it's there. So I save it a bazillion in a bazillion placed, and I get home and, bingo! I've got it. So, here you go! YAY! It's not a week late this time. Just a day... Sorry... We good? Okay, down to actual stuff. Thank you guys SO SO SO SO SO SO much for all of your ideas this idea is a combo of 2 ideas, both from kittysayzmeow. So say thanks to her! Or him. She could be him. Or he could be her. Or neither. I'm cool with that. So I thank you guys for any ideas that you gave me! More would be amazing, because, remember guys. I'm gonna do 100 of these. And I ain't gonna bail. Nope. Please! Shokran, danka, merci, thank you, wherever you're from I want your ideas. But, you know, in English. That's the only language I know. But I digress. Please like and comment. Thanks!