Dean's POV

"Dean!" A voice fades in and out. Dean knows he's Caseson's voice, who else could it be? He has no other friends. "Dean, get up." He can't keep his eyes open, or even move for that matter. "Dean, please."

"Ca-" Dean tries to speak, only to come up blank. His whole face hurts. The pill isn't working, he can still feel all this pain. "C-ow."

"Don't talk, it's okay. Just stay awake." He feels something cool on his face, then something warm, and that's the last thing he remembers.

He wakes up in the impala's back seat, with a blanket over him and a bandage on his head as well as right hand. "Cas!" He shouts, sitting up slowly. He's very aware of all the pain that he's in. "Caseson!" Suddenly Cas shows up in one of the doorways. "Caseson." Dan smiles.

"Castiel." He says.

"What?"

"It's Castiel. I only use Caseson because we don't want some people finding us."

"Castiel? That's cool."

Cas smiles at him. "Thanks." He slides into the seat beside him. "How do you feel?"

"Like I got run over by an eighteen wheeler." His hand goes up to his head where the bandage is. John threw a plate at him, he barely dodged it so he could protect Sammy. "What time is it?" The car is off, so there's no time on the radio.

"It's about. . . " Cas looks up at the sky. "I think 6:20. We don't have to stay out all night if you want."

Dean shakes his head, there's no way he's going back into that house. "I want to stay outside all night, it's fun, trust me." He straightens his back painfully. "Can you drive?"

"I can try." Cas slides out of the backseat and into the front. Dean tells him what to do, and buckles up. "Drive until I tell you do turn." After a few mistakes Cas is driving. He drives a little slowly, but he drives. While he goes Dean tries to stay awake, but trying not to think about everything that just happened. John was in a mood when they got in. He was mad that they were 'late' and that they didn't call at lunch, and that they didn't do the dishes, which is what he was throwing at Dean. The more he drank, the worse he got. Dean gets that he's a veteran, but still, this is ridiculous.

"Hey Cas, I'm sorry man."

"I forgive you, Dean, just don't try it again." Cas is quiet after this, concentrating on driving. Dean tells him when to turn and he turns slower than the average driver. They pull over at a park and sit in the car for a bit. "Who did that?" Cas turns around and looks at him. "I won't tell." Dean shakes his head, and starts checking his pockets for his pill bottle. When he doesn't find it his breathing becomes rapid and shallow. "Dean, what's wrong?"

"I need them. I need my pills."

"Dean?"

"Orange bottle, have you seen it?" He can already fell himself beginning to sweat from the fear of not getting a fix. "Cas?"

"You finished them, you threw the bottle out the window." Cas undoes his seat belt and turns around to better face Dean. "They're finished." He puts his hand on Dean's knee. Dean looks up at him and remembers that he did toss the empty bottle out the window. "It's okay. Breathe in, and out. In, and out." Dean nods and follows Castiel's counting. in no time he's breathing normally and feeling less panicked. "Are you okay?"

"No." Dean decides that there's no point lying around Cas because he'll know. They have a connection, and it's stronger than little lies and secrets. "I'm scared, and I feel sick, but I know I'll be okay tonight."

"I'm here." Cas takes his hand like he had done early and rubs his thumb over the back of his hand. Dean closes his eyes. Why can't everybody be like Cas? Cas is gentle, and loving, and caring, and sweet, and nice, and damn near perfect. Why can't everybody be like him? "I'm not going anywhere."

"That one right there is Orion's belt." Cas points at a bunch of stars that are supposed to shape something. To him they just look like a bunch of stars though. "I think that one is the big dipper, but it might be the smaller one."

"I see the dipper." Dean admits, seeing the six or seven stars that make up a spoon. "Cas, is this weird?"

"What?" Cas, like always is oblivious. He's weird, he doesn't understand most things, but Dean doesn't mind. "Two dudes on top of a car looking at stars."

"I don't know, is it?"

"Does it feel weird?" Dean turns his head to Cas, who turns and looks at him. Their lips are so close, almost too close.

"I don't know." Dean looks back at the sky. He doesn't know who he is yet. He likes girls. But since he's been talking to Cas he hasn't been interested in any girls. Not that he's interested in Cas like that though. They have a connection, but Dean's not sure he would do anything more than a kiss with Cas.

"Can we go on that thing?" Cas sits up and points to a climber across the field.

"Yeah." They get off the impala and walk over to the climber. Dean jumps on the monkey bars immediately, not caring out his hand or its bandage.

"Be careful, Dean." Cas walks over and starts trying things out on his own. He jumps on the stepping stones, then goes across the monkey bars, then glides across the glider. "This thing is cool." He glides across it.

"Let me try." Dean jumps across the stepping stones and over to the glider. Cas slides across in the opposite directions before he gets there. "Hey, Cas."

"I'll come back." Dean steps back, and Cas slides back over. He almost makes it all the way over, but his foot gets stuck on the floor of the climber and he falls. Dean instinctively catches him. Cas wraps his arms around Dean and Dean wraps his around Cas. They stare at each other for a good five seconds before either of them speak."I'm stuck." Cas tugs on foot. His shoelace is stuck on a hook of the floor. Dean slowly lowers them enough so that one of them can fix it. Even when he's able to move, Dean doesn't because he wants to make sure that Cas is okay.

"Cas you-"

"Yeah I-"

Both they're heads turn at the same time and they're lips more then brush each other.

"Cas -"

"Dean -"

Neither of them move. They're body's stay inches apart. Neither of them know what to do. Dean knows what he wants to do, but he's never done it with a boy before, so he's afraid. And he's afraid that Cas won't want the same thing.

As if both afraid, they fumble away from each other, only to end up falling into the ground, in each others' arms. "A sign?" Cas mumbles, but he doesn't get to say much else because Dean's lips find his way to his. Dean's surprised when Cas doesn't pull away, and even more surprised when he pushes back with the same force Dean pushes with. For a first kiss this is the best kiss I've ever had. It's mere milliseconds before they're hands are pulling at each others' hair and clothes.