When morning came they were snuggled tightly together on the small daybed in Cas' office. Dean was the first to wake, and the sun had just began to spill from through the window panes. He blinked his eyes a few extra times as he tried to refocus them on his surroundings and he noticed something was off. His half addled mind doing its best to process what he saw.

"Cas, babe get up!"

He shook the sleeping man beside him to no avail. It took nearly two minutes of prodding to get his husband to sit up and look around the room.

"Is..is that cardboard?"

"It certainly is, how did we not notice this sooner?"

Castiel wore his half awake smirk and pulled him in for a heated kiss to remind him of why they hadn't been paying attention.

They kissed until they were breathless before Dean pulled away.

'The door was locked when we got home wasn't it babe?" Dean asked.

"Yes, I opened it myself… barely." Cas said still smiling.

"So, who did this then?"

"I have no idea, sounds like something Gabriel would do…"

They both jerked up in the bed, their bodies moved so quickly their heads began to spin.

"Gabrie!" Castiel growled.

"Sam too I'm sure, they've been so buddy buddy lately..I can't believe that this is what they've been planning for a month? I mean for Gabriel, this is … tame.."

"Dean… what is that?"

Castiel pointed to a small black circle on top of the cardboard desk replica.

"What?"

Instead of repeating himself he opted to just stand up and check it for himself. He looked closer and it didn't take long to figure out what it was.

"It's a camera? Why is there a camera in here?"

"They probably left it behind to see our reactions" Dean said.

Castiel dropped it with a yelp, jumping back as if it had bitten him. With a quick step Dean was at his side looking him over for any sign of trouble. Knowing Gabe anything could have happened, he could have been injected with something, or .. anything dammit!

"What's wrong Angel?

"Dean.. they.. they were watching, waiting for us… to come home… and find this." His eyes wide, his voice mostly a whisper.

Admittedly it took a little longer than it should have for his brain to register what Cas was saying. Once he did though, he couldn't help but laugh. It wasn't just a little chuckle either, it was a full belly laugh. He laughed even harder when Cas gently nudged him in the stomach as he tried to explain how unamused he was.

"Dean, this is not a joking matter! Our brother's probably watched us having sex." His voice still low as if he expected the CIA to barge through the door at any moment.

It didn't last long though, because Dean's laugh was contagious. It was very difficult to stay serious with his husband cackling beside him. So full of laughter that he had his arm wrapped over Castiel's shoulder because he literally needed help holding himself up. When Cas really considered what had probably happened, he thought maybe it was a little funny. Pretty soon they had both slammed themselves down on the the day bed laughing until their sides began to hurt.

It had been easy to make their brothers squirm, they'd already scheduled breakfast at Mary's as the Winchester mini-farewell to Cas for his trip to L.A. Sam insisted the shortest Novak be there, to endure the awkwardness beside him..and it was perfect. Dean overused his pet name for Cas, a few mild well placed touches and Gabe and Sam both hung their heads in shame, doing everything they could to keep their breakfast down. Neither had wanted to eat but Mary insisted and they weren't about to get away with not cleaning their plates.

Finally, they figured they'd been tortured enough, so they took Ben and headed toward Moseley Farm's there was nothing more important to Cas than spending as much time with Morgan as he could before he had to leave. Dean took Cas' turn to help Ben in the stables giving him that extra thirty minutes alone with what they hoped would soon be the newest member of their family.

Despite their newly weakened stomachs Jess convinces the guys to finish out their plans, camera and microphone free, of course. It doesn't take long to persuade them because they need anything to distract them from the brain bleaching moments they are re-living in their minds. Sam calls his uncle, asks if there's anyway he can get into the shop without his brother's key, and once he explains why they need it the gruff old man laughs and is completely on board, says he'll let them in himself.

They quickly load up Dean's favorite tools, and head to the bakery. They mold nearly every medium and large metal tool in jello molds and put them in the refrigerator to cool. Gabriel takes the small things like sockets, allen wrenches, and drill bits and decides to dip them in chocolate rather than filling up molds for each or putting them all in one or two, he second guessed himself when he realized exactly how much chocolate wouldn't be able to be eaten, but figured the reward was worth the waste.

They worked well into half the night before finally finishing it all, after realizing they couldn't take it back tonight because the chocolate would melt, they stored it in Gabe's walk-in and went back to his place for a nap. They'd have to leave early if they wanted to beat Dean into work.

Dean woke up early the next morning, wanting to do something nice for Cas on his last full day in Lawrence for a while, so he leaned over and kissed his beautiful husband until he was partially awake. His calloused hands slid over the smaller man's abs, his nails lightly scraping against the taut skin. He trailed licks, nibbles, and kisses down the muscled flesh before sliding the thin boxer briefs down. His lips glistened near the already erect cock. His hot breath ghosting over the head, while his hands settled on the hips of his lover. He smiled to himself as he traced the vein of Cas's throbbing cock. Dean sucked the head between his lips quickly and took as much as he could into his mouth.

Cas' eyes shot open and he bucked hard into Dean's open throat. For a split second, Cas panicked but the moan around his sensitive flesh sent a shudder through his body. He wasn't sure how long Dean had been working on him but he was already on the edge of orgasm.

"Fuck Dean," He whispered as his hips jerked forward again.

It was easy for him to take Cas when he was like this; when he was forceful and demanding yet quiet and unraveled. This was one of the things Dean loved most, taking his husband apart, making his body shake and beg for more. Pleasure pooled in his belly when the pulsing tip of Cas's cock slipped into his throat again. Dean's throat fluttered around it and that was all it took to send Cas's back bowing off the bed. Hot wet cum slid down his tongue and he swallowed as much as he could before licking the last few drops from the still leaking head.

"mmm" Cas said as his body was still shaking, his words vibrating in his throat.

"Mornin' Angel." Dean said with a cocky smile as he climbed back up the bed.

"When my brain can function again I'll pay you back for that"

"I'll hold you to that."

Dean slipped his arm around Cas' waist and pulled their bodies tighter together, just holding him and he purred with satisfaction.

They both fell back asleep only briefly before the tornado that was Ben came bursting through the door.

"Papa, papa get up, I made you a surprise!"

Dean and Cas shared a very worried look between the two of them, before turning back to their son.

"What did you make exactly?

"Well duh, its a surprise! Come see!" Ben smiled even more eagerly.

They sent Ben ahead, Dean climbed out of bed following close behind him, as Cas stayed behind to put his pajamas back on. He smiled at how excited Ben was, and realized it was probably fine, there wasn't anything on smoking and no alarms going off, it was definitely going to be okay.

When he hit the bottom of the stairs, he padded into the kitchen where Ben was smiling brightly with a bowl of his favorite cereal on the counter next to some fresh strawberries. It was perfect, and he couldn't stop the smile from widening on his face., not that he wanted to. Ben was quite the charmer, much like his father in that respect, and who could keep themselves from falling in love with this gorgeous, sweet, honest, caring, generous, well-behaved little boy.

"Thank you Ben, it looks delicious!"

"There's more! Just eat first k?" Ben squealed.

"I think I can manage that." Castiel said, when he started eating slowly he could tell Ben was anxious, and at that moment he couldn't deny having a similar feeling himself.

He began to eat faster, and Dean chuckled as he watched this normally neat, straight-laced, man gulp cheerios down like they were water in the desert, just to put a smile on his son's face. It hit him like it did from time to time, just how lucky he was to have Cas, he'd tried and tried to remember what it was about that little Danielle that made him break his best-friends heart but for the life of him he couldn't figure it out.

He couldn't and wouldn't take it all back exactly, he hated that Cas felt the way he did, and that he caused that heartbreak, certainly at such a young age, but if it weren't for Dean's phase with Danielle, then the next 5-10 girls and finally Lisa, he wouldn't have Ben, and looking at the smile on his husband's face, he knew neither of them regretted that.

When the last of his cereal was shoveled in he threw his arms up in triumph causing a pretty large giggle out of Ben. Once he stopped laughing he took Cas by the hand and led him toward his bedroom, Dean following, two strides behind them. When they entered the pale blue room covered in baseball themed objects, they walked straight over to the small drawing desk Cas had bought him for his birthday.

When he got there, wadded papers were crowded all around the perimeter, but there were three in the center that looked unwrinkled. Before he could guess at what they were Ben held one up to his face.

"See, it's me! Looks just like me, and you can take it with you on your trip so you don't get so lonely."

Cas nearly cried at the tenderness in Ben's voice, it was like he knew how badly his papa wanted him to go but would never have asked him to leave his precious horse or his soon to be sister. Cas could read so many things in Ben's gesture that it was overwhelming him.

"This one is Daddy, cause I knew you'd miss him too. His eyes are funny cause i only had two greens and its not right but I think it still looks like him."

Dean moved closer sensing Cas' emotional barrier breaking. He wrapped his hands tightly around the slim waist in front of him. Giving a gentle squeeze to make his presence even more evident.

"I think it looks like me too bub, good job!" Dean replied, not knowing if his husband could reply or not.

Ben went on to pull the third drawing out, proudly showing it off. It was all of them, everything he could have ever wanted. It was Cas holding Morgan in his arms with Dean's arm wrapped over his shoulder, and Ben standing next to Dean with Maple Syrup at his other side. They were standing in front of the barn on Moseley's Farm, and everyone was smiling. The tears ran quickly, not matter how hard he'd fought them back there was no controlling it. He leaned into Dean's shoulder and received a tight hug from his comforting husband.

"I'm sorry Papa, I didn't mean to make you sad."

That was when Cas turned around and pulled Ben into the biggest hug he'd ever given. His arms squeezed around the small body until he could feel his son's limbs flailing.

"You've not made me sad, you've made me very very happy. This is the best gift I could have gotten today! Thank you Bub" Ben giggled as Cas' stubble scratched against his face.

"Okay okay, Is it time to go yet?"

"It will be, we gotta get ready first though okay? Do you need any help?"

Ben rolled his eyes at Cas, and pushed both his fathers out the door.

Dean got ready for work, and since today was Cas' last day he was taking Ben to the Zoo for a few hours before going to spend as much time with Morgan as he could before the dinner party at Gabes' that evening. He was looking forward to spending some time with his family, with Anna, Ryan, and the twins, and he really couldn't wait to see his beautiful garden. He hadn't been there in weeks and he missed it.

All three Winchesters left the house fairly early that morning, Dean giving Cas a kiss goodbye before hopping in the Impala, and heading to work. Once there he pulled the key from his pocket only to find the door already unlocked. He was on his guard immediately thinking no one except Bobby had a key, and the older man couldn't possibly have gotten there first.

He walked into the bay where his work station was and looked around, everything seemed to be in tact. He yelled out for Bobby thinking maybe he was wrong but there was no response. He tried to remember if he'd locked the doors, but he was certain he had, Dean never left the shop open overnight. Eventually ,he decided that there was no one there and nothing was missing so he'd move on. He flipped the large overhead lights on and got to work.

His hands opened the hood of the Volkswagen he was working on, stupid German cars, he thought to himself. It wasn't that he had a problem with them in particular, it was just more difficult than fixing an American Classic. He reached into his tool box for his favorite wrench and his hand was instantly coated in a cold and gooey substance. He turns around and every single one of his tools is suspended in jello.

"DAMNIT GABRIEL!" he shouted to himself. He borrowed Benny's tools for the day and vowed to make his brother and that little imp Cas called family come over and lick his damn tools clean.