I'm sorry about this being late. My camping trip went longer than anticipated, and I hadn't quite finished chapter 11 yet. I just got that done, so here are the two chapters I promised, and then we're back on track. Enjoy!
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Chapter 10: Explicit Things
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Just as Dean had expected, his peace did not last long. As soon as he went to sleep again, the dreams returned. Fortunately, his dreams remained on the innocent side for a while.
After three nights, Dean had another not-so-innocent dream. Apparently, he was enjoying it a little too much, because his happy noises got Cas's attention. The angel popped into Dean's room and touched his shoulder, waking the hunter with a start.
"What the… Cas?"
"I'm sorry, I thought you were hurt. You were making strange noises."
Mortification didn't begin to describe how Dean felt.
"I was just having a weird dream," he murmured, directing his gaze toward a chip on the wall.
""Can I help?" Cas asked gently.
"I don't really want to talk about it."
"Is it the Mark?"
"No, Cas. It's… it's nothing. I'm gonna go back to sleep, okay?"
"Okay."
Dean relaxed down into his pillow and closed his eyes as Cas's footsteps began to shuffle slowly away.
"Hey, Cas?" Dean asked hesitantly.
The footsteps paused.
"Yes, Dean?"
"Could you not say anything to Sam about this?"
"Of course,"the angel replied, not even asking why.
"Thanks."
Cas's footsteps resumed, and then Dean heard the sound of the door being pulled closed quietly. He sighed. God, what if Cas knew what was really going on? Dean could barely handle the truth himself.
Because the truth was… well, the truth was that he had feelings for Cas. It wasn't just the dreams or the curiosity about Destiel. Not anymore. Dean still wasn't sure how it had happened, but there was no denying it now.
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When Dean got up for good, he still didn't actually get up. He sort of just laid there, staring at the ceiling.
He was at a crossroads, and felt like he had to make a decision.
Should he do something about this or try to forget about it..
Living like this was agonizing, and Dean was growing tired of the isolation and the awkwardness. Plus, a guy can only take so many cold showers.
To be honest, he wanted to tell someone, but who could he talk to? He certainly wasn't going to tell Cas, and the chances of him telling his brother were even less.
Dean shut his eyes and suppressed a frustrated groan.
Well, he couldn't tell anyone right then. But he'd been trying to forget this for a while, and it hadn't worked so far.
Dean had to do something.
Maybe they just all needed to go out. Maybe if they could just be friends again, Dean's feelings would lessen at least some.
A hunt. That's what he needed.
Dean grinned.
He and Cas hadn't hunted together in a long time. And the last case he'd done with Sam was "Supernatural: The Musical". It would be good for the three of them to work on a case together.
Maybe, just maybe, it would help Dean feel normal again.
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