A/Ns: Finished the first "Becky side chapter," which is called Uncharted Desires. Each chapter will be one shot PWP, but will have small connections to the main story (but mostly it's just smut). Though, if not many people read it I will probably end up dropping it. To be honest, I was only writing them for you guys.

Yeah, I know I'm late. So late that I missed an update completely. That's why you get an extra-long, double chapter. I can't really tell if people are really interested in this anymore, so my motivation has been severely lacking. Still, I guess I'm doing another Becky chapter. I will try to keep the updates to weekly, but like I said my motivation is not what it used to be.

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The doctor and the two nurses stand around awkwardly for a minute unsure as what to do. The shift hasn't even officially started yet, so there's a little over twelve whole hours before the inevitable meet up with Jo and God knows who else at the bar.

Ellen, with her hands on her hips, takes a deep breath and sighs. "Alright, boys. I'll leave you to your own devices. I'm going to start my vacation a little earlier than I planned and see if I can catch up on some of my reading. You boys try to stay out of trouble." She smacks Dean hard on the back before chuckling to herself, "Well, any more than we're already in."

Dean and Castiel watch as Ellen wanders off down the hall to leave, but not before she gets stopped by a few people on the way including nurse Singer and nurse Turner. Even from here, Dean can tell Ellen is hedging around all of their questions and concerns. She turns and waves at Castiel and Dean before she steps in the elevator. Bobby Singer seems to have an internal struggle with himself, and when the elevator doors start to close he jumps in at the last minute and joins Ellen who raises an eyebrow at him but seems amused by the behavior.

When Dean turns to look back at Castiel, he notices that the doctor is watching the others with interest. It's almost as if he's never seen people act like that before, or rather, he's paying attention to it for the first time. Ellen's crowd starts to disperse and go about their jobs and clock in for the day and Castiel's face, although minutely, drops. Dean can tell this whole suspension thing is going to bother the doctor just as much as it is going to bother him, but he doesn't realize how much until Castiel looks towards Mr. Hiserly's room.

Dean can see that Castiel wants to let their patient know that they're not going to be there for him now and to at least let him know why, but they both know it would be easier on everyone not to. Even though they were being dicks about it, at least Roman was living up to his name, the suits were making a fair call. Dean, Castiel, Ellen, and Jo did something they shouldn't have and broke several rules in the process. A broken rule that could have easily caused lawsuits for a multitude of reasons including endangering the patient's safety.

Having a No Pub on Mr. Hiserly and after being dismissed from their duties would make seeing the patient that much more difficult, not to mention disclosing the information about their impromptu meeting with the suits could be unprofessional. Besides, Crowley and Roman both said it was a suspension and that Sam was already working on clearing everything up so it's not like it was permanent. At least, Dean hopes it's not permanent.

Seeing Castiel standing there and looking so lost is too much for Dean and he needs to do something to change it, but he has no idea what. "How about you and me go for a walk?" His brain has no idea, but his mouth never payed much mind to his brain to begin with.

Castiel seems surprised at first, and he then carefully studies Dean's face as if trying to see any hidden meanings or simply because Dean's question was so strange and so unprecedented that the doctor has no idea on how to respond. His eyes squint and his brow furrow, his head tilts to the side at just an angle that Dean is trying desperately not to see the doctor much like a confused child or house pet.

Before Dean can take it back or explain, Castiel surprises the nurse when he nods to himself. "Yes. I think that's a good idea."

Even after all the trouble Dean has gotten them into, Castiel is still agreeing with his ideas. He's not used to someone following him so easily. Granted, Castiel still seems to mull each one over thoroughly before making his decision, but ultimately goes along with Dean's choice in the end. It's more than enough to make Dean uncomfortable and that's without Castiel's lack of knowledge regarding personal space and intense staring. He's already gotten used to, or given up on, the latter two but thinks he'll never get used to the last. Dean's always been one to follow someone else, namely his father, with a 'shoot first and ask questions later' attitude. While he might not always agree and will actually be very vocal about things when he disagrees, he still finds he gives in at the end of things.

Yet, this time, he knowingly broke the rules because he thought he was doing the right thing and even had people backing him up on his decision. Dean's fairly confident he would make the same choice again if he was asked, and he's starting to question everything he never thought to until now. This doctor has somehow managed to help turn Dean's world upside down in just a few short days. Maybe he just lacked the confidence or maybe he needed an excuse, but either way Dean knows that he's not going to blindly take orders without thinking about them first from now on. All of this makes Dean think about why he became a nurse in the first place, he's here to save lives and he will do what is the most important for the patient. They shouldn't be treated like monsters and be put down just because they turn bad as much as Mr. Hiserly's family seems to make Ted out to be. Somewhere along the way it became more about the job, something that disgusted Dean when it came to a majority of other nurses, and making his dad proud. He forgot his promise.

Maybe Mr. Hiserly wasn't the only person Castiel saved that day.

Dean and Castiel's wandering somehow brought them to the main lobby floor. It's still early enough in the day and just after the start of the shift that not many people are around. From where the two men stepped out of the elevator they can see the courtyard. Dean remembers when he walked in the building about how gorgeous it was outside and how much he hated stepping into the overly air-conditioned hospital. He glances at Castiel and sending nothing more than a smirk at the doctor, he starts heading for the doors outside to the courtyard.

Castiel follows closely behind Dean, and once outside Dean takes a deep breath through his nose and lets out a blissful sigh. The courtyard has just been renovated and Dean's glad he finally has a chance to give it a look. Garden beds line up against the windows of the hospital looking inwards towards the courtyard, each one with several large and somewhat exotic looking flowers and other plants blooming. A strange fountain lies almost in the center where it spills out to the front and down several steps to a stream that runs across to the other side to a pool with a small, metal bridge crossing over the narrow space of the stream. A few birds are playing under the spray of the fountain, unbothered by Dean and Castiel's arrival probably due to the fact the fountain itself is so far up from the ground. A spiral of landscaping bricks circle around the fountain in a crude nautilus shape forming tiers of more garden planters around it except for the steps where the water pours down the front. Fancy, new patio furniture and tables are spread throughout the desk space, but it's not overly cluttered. There's even a grill of all things on a concrete deck off to one of the sides, and Dean can't help but think who would possibly grill at a hospital. While there have been social events in the past, the hospital usually orders food and has it delivered. If it's for any event, one grill would hardly be enough.

Only one other person seems to be outside with them at the moment, and he appears to be one of the groundskeepers and focused more on the plants than the newcomers. Dean realizes he's not the only one taking in the newly finished courtyard. Castiel almost looks like he's smiling as he looks all around. The courtyard isn't huge, but it's certainly enough for the two to walk around and take in everything as they let their troubles fade for the time being. Dean smiles when he notices all the change that has been tossed in the stream when he and Castiel cross over the small bridge and fishes in his pockets for a coin or two. Castiel watches interestedly as Dean flips a quarter into the water with a soft smile.

The sound of the coin hitting the water actually draws the attention of the gardener and he turns to face the other two men. He's a somewhat older man, with dark skin and graying hair, beard, and moustache. His wardrobe is a little out of the ordinary, but Dean just puts it off as the groundskeepers' dress code. Simple khaki pants, and beige button up and a gray almost, brown unbuttoned shirt over the beige one that looks like it could be considered a jacket rather than a shirt. He smiles at them as he sets his gardening tools to the side, "Good morning gentlemen." The landskeeper looks confused for a minute before he looks down at his watch, "Shouldn't you two be working?"

Castiel and Dean's faces drops slightly at the question, but Dean quickly shrugs it off. "It's… complicated."

Brushing the dirt from his hands, the gardener stares at Dean knowingly. "I doubt it's as complicated as you think it is, but we can leave it like that." There's something familiar about the man that Castiel can't place, but he puts the thought to the back of his mind.

Dean, on the other hand, holds out one of his hands for a handshake, "I'm Dean."

The man smiles, and Castiel swears he can see some kind of realization dawning on the groundskeeper, but the gardener makes no move to take Dean's hand. "Nice to meet you Dean. I'm Joshua." Still smiling, Joshua nods at Dean's hand. "I'd shake your hand, but I'm afraid mine are a little dirty at the moment."

Dean finally returns the smile, "Yeah, well a little dirt never hurt anyone." The nurse knows that's not true when it refers to some of the more ill patients, but he's sure it gets his point across.

When Joshua gives in and takes Dean's hand, Dean knows it has. Though judging by Castiel's confusion, he assumes the gardener is the only one who got it. After pulling back from the handshake, Dean looks at his hand. Joshua was right. Dean's hand is now covered in dirt and mud and he can't help but smile. It's been a long time since he's had such dirty hands. His job at the hospital requires them to be as clean as possible for health reasons, but Dean remembers when he worked on cars in his spare time to help pay for his and Sam's school loans. He'd never give up on his work as a nurse, but there are times he misses being covered in grease and working under the hood of an old car.

Both Joshua and Dean look expectantly at Castiel, and Castiel jolts slightly when he realizes he still hasn't introduced himself. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Joshua." That name is familiar too. Castiel wishes he could remember where he's seen Joshua before, but it just won't come to him. "I'm Doctor Novak."

Dean doesn't miss how Castiel doesn't put his own hand out, nor does he miss the doctor's unease. He'll have to ask what that is about later, but Dean decides that easing the tension is priority, "We just thought we'd come outside and get a bit of fresh, unsterilized air."

Castiel nods and Joshua's smile grows a little bit, "Well, nice to meet you Doctor Novak, and don't worry there's plenty of that out here." Joshua looks hesitant and Dean can tell there's a question on the tip of the man's tongue.

"Something up, man? You look like you're itching to ask something." The nurse can't help but be curious at the strange behavior from both Joshua and Castiel.

Joshua ponders the question a little longer before finally asking, "I know it's a bit unorthodox to ask and we've only just met, but would either of you be interested in helping me? We seem to have fallen behind on maintaining the plants care." It's unorthodox because he's asking them to help him do his job without any way of compensation. Additionally, Dean's pretty sure it's illegal to work without due compensation.

So, Dean decides to make sure it isn't work. "Sure. I'm not afraid to get my hands a little dirty. Besides, I've got plenty of time to kill."

Castiel doesn't share Dean's enthusiasm, however, and speaks to Dean in a low voice. "Dean, I don't think that's wise. We're already in a fair amount of trouble as it stands already. I don't think-"

The nurse slaps Castiel on the back hard, but the doctor doesn't even flinch at the contact. In fact, Dean's hand stings and feels as if he slapped a brick wall. Ignoring his sore hand, Dean gives Castiel his most convincing smile, "Don't worry about it, Cas. We're just doing a favor and helping out our new friend, Josh, out."

He knows he shouldn't be dragging Castiel into any more potential trouble, but this is such a small thing compared to what they've already done. Plus, Dean's just trying to find more excuses to spend time with the doctor. He imagines once the bar meet up is over, Dean won't have any reason to hang out with the doctor any more.

For a minute, Dean thinks Castiel is finally going to tell him to fuck off, but just as Castiel opens his mouth to answer Joshua speaks up again. "I would be in your debt."

Castiel shakes his head and Dean's heart drops a little, but the feeling is short lived when Castiel finally gives his response, "No debt required. Just a friendly favor."

Dean beams and that small, barely noticeable smile graces Castiel's face again. Joshua heads back to the garden planter he was working at earlier and pulls a few things to the side for Castiel and Dean. When he hands the tools over to the others, Joshua's smile is the largest it's been since they've met him. Part of Castiel can't decide if it's a good thing or a bad one.

Time seemed to fly by while the three men work diligently in the courtyard. There is only a few times where Dean seems to get distracted by teasing Castiel. When Castiel digs a hole, Dean immediately fills it up again when the doctor grabs the flowers to plant. This happens over four times, Castiel loses count, before the doctor get annoyed and uses his spade to flick dirt at Dean and hit him square in the face. After spitting out the dirt that gets in his mouth from when he is previously laughing, Dean blinks with a blank expression on his face.

Castiel hops Dean isn't too upset, but he can't help but start laughing at Dean and the face he's making. Joshua looks over and sees Dean's face covered in dirt and starts chuckling to himself before returning to his own work. The nurse wants to be upset, but hearing Castiel's laugh, his honest to God laugh, ebbs his anger and embarrassment. It doesn't take long before he's laughing too.

Others pass in and out of the courtyard, but the three men pay little attention to them and focus on their tasks. Dean can only assume the looks he and Castiel are getting. Dean's still in his scrubs and Castiel's doctor coat lies over a chair near him. The two are filthy and sweat covers their brows and lines their backs, but Dean's having too much fun to care.

It's around eleven when someone approaches them. Dean recognizes him right away as another suit, and as far as he's concerned, this is the one is the worst. Zachariah Adler, the company's most weasely man working for the hospital and there's no doubt on the ways he managed to get to where he is now. He looks worse than the last time Dean saw him, the thinning hair on the top of his head is long gone and gray on the sides where he still has it, not to mention the man certainly looks more well-fed now too.

"Well, what do we have here? I didn't realize you two were so hard pressed to work here that you've resorted to digging around in the dirt." Dean notices Zachariah's holier-than-though personality hasn't changed, however. "Seems an appropriate enough place for you though."

Dean knows better than rise to his bait, but it's never stopped him before, "Yeah, well you would know that better than anyone else wouldn't you?"

Castiel stares wide eyed glancing between Dean and Zachariah, but refrains from commenting to avoid making matters worse. Joshua, on the other hand, slowly stands up and brushes his hands on his pants a few times.

Zachariah storms right up to Dean and growls in his face, "Listen here, worm-"

"Mr. Adler," Joshua slowly walks up to the confrontation, "Is there something I can help you with, or are you just trying to continue scaring away all my help?"

Dean glances over at Joshua, but he doesn't miss how Zachariah immediately backs away and shares the look Castiel had on his face when Dean started letting his mouth run off.

"Sir!" Zachariah's step falters as he's backing away, "What are you doing here?"

One of Joshua's eyebrow rises at the question, "I thought it was obvious Mr. Adler. I'm so hard pressed for work that I'm digging around in the dirt."

Dean manages to muffle out his laugh to a not-so-subtle cough as the flustered Zachariah stutters, "That's… What I meant to say is-"

"We know what you meant." Joshua stands up a bit taller and Dean can't help but feel a little intimidated by him. "Now, was there something you needed, or will that be all?"

A deep intake of breath comes from the side pulls Dean's attention away to see that Castiel is staring at Joshua as fearful as Zachariah. Dean feels like he's missing out on something huge, but it doesn't seem that he's going to be getting any answers from the other two any time soon so he decides to ask the source directly, "Um, you want to clue me in here, Josh?"

Zachariah sputters a few times at the nickname, but stops when Joshua cuts in, "Nothing to worry about, Mr. Winchester. Good day, Mr. Adler."

Something inside of Dean panics. He never gave Joshua his full name, and yet he knew his last name. Taking his hint to exit, Zachariah quickly scurries off to undoubtedly harass someone else leaving Castiel and Dean alone with Joshua again.

"Thank you both for helping me out today, but I think with it becoming so busy we should call it a day." Joshua starts collecting his tools and once everything is packed away he waves once before he starts walking away. "See you boys later."

It isn't until Joshua walks inside and is out of sight before Dean elbows Castiel, "You wanna tell me what that was all about?"

Castiel straightens up and takes a deep breath before answering, "That man, Joshua, is the hospitals COO."

Dean still looks lost and the irritation is starting to visibly show, "The what now?"

"The Chief Operating Officer. Lately, the CEO has been letting others run most of the matters. Joshua has been pretty much the one running everything lately and acting out as the eyes and ears of the CEO."

Castiel can see everything coming into place on Dean's face as he replies, "Fuck."

The doctor grabs his coat from the chair. "My thoughts exactly."

"Is it seven yet? I could really use a drink." Dean rubs his eyes and immediately groans when he realizes how dirty his hands are.

Regardless of the situation, Dean's comment still manages to make Castiel chuckle. "On any other day I would argue with you on that, but I am much inclined to agree with you right now." When Castiel glances over at Dean and sees his face covered in dirt and sweat, he looks down at his own hands and notices the same filth on them and now his coat. "But perhaps we should wash up first."

"No argument here. How about we run home and clean up and meet up somewhere for lunch?" Dean thinks he's pushing it, but he's still looking for ways to monopolize Castiel's time, "It'll be my treat for putting you through all that."

Castiel nods and pulls out a pen and a piece of paper and jots down a number, and Dean has to work hard to keep from smiling too much. A phone number is definitely a good sign from moving from being co-workers and acquaintances. It isn't until Castiel is gone before Dean thinks about how weird Dean's invitation was, but decides not to dwell too much on it for now.

The nurse is making his way back to his home unit to grab his gear, and getting lots of odd looks along the way, which really shouldn't come as a surprise. He is pretty filthy and wouldn't doubt that his hard work helping the frickin' COO garden made him smell a little too. He decides to take the stairs so no one has to share an elevator with him, but another familiar face rounds around the corner just before he makes it to the stairwell.

"Well, if it isn't my favorite bloodsucker." The man looks up when Dean addresses him with a loud slurping sound coming from his juice box as he does so.

"Dean?" Smiling, the man tosses his empty drink in the trash bin not too far off to the side. His smile quickly disappears when he notices the state of Dean's clothes, and everything else. "What did you do? Did ya roll around in the dirt or somethin? And I'm telling Gordon that I'm your favorite by the way."

"Or something about covers it." He doesn't have time to run his friend down with all the details, and he's still not certain what he can disclose so decides to leave it at that. "So how's the office doing, Benny?"

Benny's grin is all teeth and there's times where Dean swears the guy really is a vampire and it's not hard to picture the nurse from New Orleans with fangs. "Oh, it's good. We're always looking for new victims though. We have that blood drive coming up too, so that should help bring in some extra units. Speaking of which…"

"Yeah, yeah. I know. I told you I'd think about it. You know with the way you and Gordon hound me, I'm starting to feel like you guys just love me for my body fluids." Dean still hasn't told Benny the real reason he hasn't been in to donate, but he's not sure how to broach the subject.

"Just your blood. You can keep the rest of your body fluids to yourself." Benny snickers and nods to a passerby who greets him.

Dean glances at his watch and Benny smirks, "Am I keepin you from something?"

"Sorry, man. Not that I don't love talking to you, but I've got me a hot date I don't want to be late for."

Benny chuckles, "Lucky girl."

Dean winces when he realizes what he's said, "No, man. Nothing like that." He honestly has no clue where that comment came from, or more importantly why he didn't even try to correct himself in the first place. "Meeting up with a friend."

"Oh, I gotcha brotha." Benny winks and Dean internally groans. He really didn't mean it that way, but Dean knows he doesn't exactly have the great rap sheet when it comes to dating. At least he said it to Benny. Like Dean, Benny doesn't care much for gossip and tries to stay away from it whenever possible. He's especially thankful that Benny didn't bring up anything about the fact it's only lunchtime and Dean's leaving.

The blood donor nurse looks over Dean concerned and points in Dean's general direction. "But you should probably wash up a bit before you two meet up, yeah?"

Pulling at his scrub shirt, Dean surveys just how bad it is, "That's why I should probably be going."

Benny nods and sticks his hands in his pockets, "You won't mind if we skip the handshake? Some of us still have jobs to do and I don't really know where those filthy hands of yours have been."

Dean laughs at that, grabbing a few people's attention as they pass. "Man, are you kidding? If I saw you like this, I probably wouldn't come within five feet of you. I want to commend you on just talking to me with so many witnesses. Anyway, I'll catch you later."

The two say their farewells and Dean starts his trek up the stairs to his floor. He just hopes Missouri isn't lurking anywhere nearby. Unlike Benny, she will want every detail about why Dean's going to be absent.

As if the suspension wasn't bad enough, it seems the world is against him when he sees the very charge he was dreading on dealing with at the main desk. On top of that, she's talking with Will. Dean's trying to think of a way to get past the two without being noticed, but good ol' Missouri's psychic senses doesn't give Dean the chance and she turns to see him standing lamely in the doorway.

"Here it comes." Dean mumbles to himself and braces for the worst.

"Boy! What in heaven's name did you get into now?" Will jumps slightly at the sudden and loud outburst by the charge nurse. Missouri brushes past Will as if he's no longer there. "You wanna explain to me why I had to send another nurse to the heart hospital behind your back for reasons those pig-headed suits won't give me and why you're only coming back now looking like that?"

Dean sees Will suddenly interested in the conversation, and he leans in and whispers to Missouri, "Can I talk to you?"

"We're talkin now, aren't we?" She holds up one of her index fingers when Dean tries to interrupt, "Shut it. Now what did you do?"

"I don't think-"

"You never do. How bad is it?" The angry charge crosses her arms and waits expectantly. Dean glances over at Will again before staring back down at the ground. Missouri grabs a folder nearby and smacks Dean with it.

"Ow!" He finds it remarkable how she can make something like a flimsy folder hurt so damn much.

Missouri points at Will and then at the waiting room, "Alright, I'll deal with you in a minute." Then she smacks Dean with the folder again and even harder than before, "And you are going to tell me everything."

He does, or at least he gives as much information as he can without disclosing anything regarding the patient. Dean doesn't need to break any more rules that could cost him his job. However, he does bring up the business in the courtyard including his smart ass comment to Zachariah that earns him an icy glare.

After Dean pretty much spills everything he waits for Missouri's violent and vocal response, but it doesn't come. She sits patiently and she mulls the information over her head nodding and her lips pursing in thought. It's completely unusual and Dean is actually more uncomfortable that she's not reacting in the way he would consider normal for her.

"So. It's just temporary then?" She's frowning now, but Dean can't tell if it's directed at him or the situation.

"For the time being is what they said," Which could mean anything really. Dean just hopes it doesn't go from being temporary to permanent, especially since he managed to drag others in his mistake.

"Good." Dean looks up at Missouri shocked when she speaks up again. "There will be hell to pay if they try anything more than that. That big mouth of yours has always been a problem, but you're one of the best we have and to be frank, it sounds like you all took the proper procedures to ensure the patient's safety. As far as I'm concerned, there's nothing wrong."

Dean is floored. He's never heard these kind of things from Missouri before, "You think I'm one of the best?" He can't help the cheeky smile from spreading.

She narrow her eyes at Dean, "I also said you've got a knack for running your mouth into trouble, so don't let it go to your head."

That's probably the best he's ever going to get from her, but he's more than willing to take it, "Thanks Mo."

"Call me that again, and I will tan your hide." For a minute, Dean believes her. "Now, go and hurry up for your date."

Dean sputters a few times at that and he tries to correct her but when he follows her behind a corner she's already half way down the hall.

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