"Denver, huh?" Dean said as they sat aboard the flight of a small airplane.
"Yes." Castiel replied even though it was supposed to be a rhetorical question.
"What is there to do in Denver? I mean when we don't need to work?"
"Sight seeing is always a must. I'm sure there are many attractions." Castiel noticed the nervous way Dean was gripping onto the arm rester. The loud buzz that had been going on for a while seemed to accelerate as the plane moved once more and started to rocket through the correct road. Dean's grip tightened even more as the plane gradually left the ground and continued higher.
"Are you afraid of heights? Would you like me to shut the window?"
"I'm not afraid of- look, it's been a while alright?"
A short while after the beep that signaled permitted accessibility to electronics went off the first signs of slight turbulence appeared. The plane gently rocked making Dean tense again. Since the seats were close together Castiel felt him causing his curiosity to grow.
"Are you always this tense during a flight?"
"I'm fine."
"Hardly. I felt your muscles go rigid when the plane first shook. Is that it? The turbulence?"
"Dude, shut up."
"That's perfectly normal, Dean. Turbulence is an unfamiliar occurrence during a flight. It's spontaneous and rather annoying. But usually the cause is only harmless wind so there's nothing to fear." The plane shook again but this time with more force and distance making Dean's arms slam back down on the resters. "Shall I console you again?" Dean rolled his eyes and didn't answer as he took out his headphones and put them on.
The rest of the flight proved rather boring for both of them. Dean listened to his music and Castiel sat quietly in his thoughts. A few more times turbulence occurred but they were minor and it was the same reflexes from Dean as before. They both felt considerably hungry but the only thing the flight attendant handed them were cookies and a drink (Castiel had given Dean his cookies) and had the feeling they wouldn't get a proper meal until late at night.
When they finally arrived to the hotel they were impressed to see it was fairly large and close to the building in which they had to work so they didn't have to rent a car or call for a taxi.
"Wow…this actually might be worth it." Dean said as he looked around the inside of the hotel while waiting in line to check themselves in.
"I suppose…it's nice to be away from home."
"I hear you. I've been stuck in that town ever since I can remember."
When they arrived to their room at about midnight, room 707, they didn't even care to undress and change into sleep wear, instead they collapsed on their own bed and fell asleep right away.