I am so sleepy, but I haven't been able to sleep for the last couple days.

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This chapter is focused a more on Castiel and Dean, but the next chapter should have more of Gabriel and Sammy.

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"I found out where that bastard's brat brother was in a day, when your buffoons couldn't do it in like two months!" The large man glared angrily at Crowley, who was sitting on his expensive sofa with paperwork neatly covering his coffee table.

"Yes, and you also recklessly killed a man that could have been an important tool…" Crowley was getting fed up quickly. "If I need to spell it out for you to see that, then what makes you think I would be impressed by you?" Dean had told him how much he hated his foster parent, the man was "cruel" and treated the boys badly.

"I don't understand! I did everything you wanted!" The man screamed stepping closer to Crowley, who glanced up at him for a moment. "Because of me, Sam Winchester in going to walk straight into your hands!"

Putting the papers he had in his hands down, Crowley rubbed his face and sighed. "Come here." He motioned for the man to move closer, which he slowly did. When he moved within arm's length he was grabbed by his throat and slammed on the coffee table. Papers flew everywhere. "Did you stop to think that that man had legal custody of Sam?" Crowley whispered menacingly as he watched the man struggle. "Do you realize what he could've done for us?" The man's struggle slowed down as his face turned purple. "I do not encourage my followers to be incompetent!" He released the man right after his eyes rolled into the back of his head. He stumbled away and gasped for air. "So, why would I give you any sort of recognition, you worthless dog!"

"Bu-but…" The man gasped out.

"This conversation is over, get out and just try to do your job properly!" Crowley barked and watched the man stumble out the door. He could feel the headache forming. He was surrounded by incompetent wastes. "Hopefully Dean's brother is entertaining." Crowley couldn't say anything good about Dean's temper, or his slowly growing addiction to the product but he always had a plan of action. He actually thought ahead. He had the makings of greatness, and Crowley wanted to make sure his little prison visit didn't change that in him. Once he got him over that silly 'no killing' rule, he had plans for the Winchester.

Great plans.

"Would you stop playing that damn game?" Gabriel said, after noticing Sam hadn't moved from in front of the TV in hours. Raph, the one who brought the TV, had left it for them and Jimmy left his Xbox for Sam. They were really nice people. Well, he still wasn't fond of Sebastian and Michael never showed up.

"Just let me get to the next save point." Sam mumbled out, barely giving Gabriel a glance.

"You said that an hour ago…" Gabe rolled his eyes.

"You can't blame a 15 year old boy for this." Ellen came out of the kitchen "Blame the people who left it here." She laughed. Ellen had shown up about a week ago and Gabriel was so happy. He was in desperate need of clothes.

"Your savior has arrived!" She wrapped her arms around Gabby.

"Hey, you found the place!" Gabe faked shock, letting her go. "I thought you'd be lost for sure."

She slapped his shoulder "I can just leave and take your bags with me?"

"Have I ever told you that you could be a demon sometimes?" She pushed him out of the way with a laugh and went to Sam.

"You look so good!" She hugged him for a moment, which he returned.

"Thanks, you look as pretty as the last time I saw you."

Ellen turned toward Gabriel and pointed at Sam. "See, do that and people will like you."

He shrugged "I have other ways to make people like me." Ellen nearly lost it when Sam asked what they were, and Gabriel actually blushed and covered his face for a second. He forgot Sam was in hearing distance.

"Yeah, well, he can at least tell me to have a good day at work…" He said so pitifully Sam immediately stopped his game and stood up. "It's already time for you to go?" Sam looked at the clock. Gabriel had finally gotten a job at, get this, the diner. The owner actually remembered the boys and offered Gabe the job, since Sam was a year too young, when the two had 'forced' Castiel to take them out to eat. He also bought Sam another pair of the shoes Gabriel had originally gotten him. He really had to pay him back, even if Cas never asked for it. The guy was unreal sometimes.

"Yeah, I got to be there by five…" He hated night shifts.

"Oh, okay, maybe we can come by for dinner?" He looked at Ellen hopefully. Sam still had a few issues with separation. He really need to talk to Dean, but the last couple weeks had been so crazy he hadn't gotten around to it. Castiel hadn't really been able to sneak a moment with him either, that brother of his was a piece of work. He kept Cas too busy to find time to breathe, much less get a message to Dean.

"If it is okay with Gabe, sure." Ellen shrugged with a smile.

"I'd love that." Gabriel smiled up at the moose, giving him a hug. "I'll see you two soon then." Gabriel walked to the door.

"Hey Gabby…?" Sam called out.

"Yeees?" Gabe smiled and turned back around to look at him.

Sam fidgeted with his hands. "I know I am not supposed to, but…It is going to be Dean's Birthday soon and I was hoping I could see him?"

Gabriel's smile fell "Sam…I know how much it would mean to you and your brother, but-"

"I know it is a long shot…" Sam jumped in, still holding onto hope "but maybe you can talk Walter into going up to the prison and filling out the papers?"

"…Let's talk about this later, huh?" It didn't sound like a bad idea, maybe he and Castiel could convince that prick to let Sam see his brother.

"…Okay." Sam looked so disappointed, and that didn't sit well with Gabe. He walked over and pulled the taller one into another hug, resting his head just below his collarbone. Had Sam gotten taller?

"I will do what I can, alright?" He looked up at him. Sam smiled a real smile and nodded.

"Alright…I'll see you later." Gabe walked back out the door, telling Ellen to come by around eight.

Castiel was sitting in the break room. His brother was becoming a problem, an annoying problem. He swore the man was abusing his power and training all the cameras on him. He hadn't spoken, or barely seen Dean in two weeks. He wouldn't know anything if it wasn't for the reports from other guards. He was pleasantly surprised to find out that Dean had signed up for a few classes, and was working without too many arguments. Too many.

He was helping build car parts for a company that hired inmates. It sounded like something he would love from what Sam had told him about his brother's obsession of cars. He played with his food, not really wanting to eat lately and smiled.

He missed him, and that kind of worried him. He had never gotten attached to someone so fast. He was even overly fond of Sam and Gabriel. He liked being alone, but maybe not as much as he said so. The older he got, the more he realized that he wanted people in his life. Cas had tried to reach out as a teenager, but he wasn't as well skilled in communicating and ended up failing to make any lasting connections. He closed himself off for a few years, and thought he was okay living that way.

He was wrong.

He wanted people to talk to, like he talked to Sam every morning or the way he and Dean would talk. He wanted friends to joke with him, like Gabriel did or Dean, even if he didn't always get them. Cas even wanted someone to love. An image of the hot-headed teen flashed through his mind at the thought of love. He frowned, did he love Dean? Castiel had only known him for about two months…

"This is unsettling…" He spoke out-loud to the empty room at the revelation. His heart was aching oddly and it felt hard to breath. The last time he had felt anything close to love, it ended horribly. He needed to talk to someone that could tell him if this was actually love, or just infatuation.

He wanted to ask Dean what he thought, but how was he supposed to get close to the inmate?

"So…This is prison life huh?" Dean sat down at the table beside Bobby. "I feel like I am in third grade again…" Dean's ribs felt a lot better, he only felt mild discomfort when moving around and his cough was basically gone. His bruises and cuts had all healed for the most part, but his hand was still wrapped up, since he busted on the wall again when he spoke to Bobby. He felt pretty good these last couple weeks, even the desire to drown in a high faded away. He only wished Castiel could see him being a good guy. Turns out, he was still pretty good at it.

"Yeah, with the big bullies and horrible food…" Bobby laughed. He was proud of Dean, he had managed to keep his cool, and have a great attitude for a while. Sure he had a few moments of mouthing off, but nothing serious enough to get him in trouble.

Dean smiled and shoveled some food in his mouth. "And if you try to leave or cause a fuss, you get a 'time-out'…"

Dean started thinking of his brother after a few more moments of silence, because that is where his thoughts always went. He hadn't heard anything in a while, and it was starting to eat at him. The only phone he could call was Castiel's, but Sebastian made sure he didn't get a second alone with the phones. He said it was for his protection.

Yeah, right…

"Isn't that Castiel?" Bobby asked and Dean's head shot up. It was Castiel, and he was walking toward the two quickly.

"Hello Robert…" Castiel looked around quickly before his eyes landed on Dean. "…Dean." Castiel noticed that his hair was growing out, it looked good.

"Hey Cas." Dean couldn't stop the smile on his face. "What are you doing here? Is everything okay?"

"Everything is fine…I just…I wanted to talk to you." Castiel didn't have much time, his plan wasn't going to work forever, but Dean's smile was worth it.

"I wanted to talk to you too, but what about your brother?"

"Come with me, quickly." Castiel started to walk away and Dean gave Bobby a look before jumping to his feet to follow.

When the two got to a secluded area, Dean was assuming it was a blind spot for the security cameras, he grabbed Cas by the arm and pulled him into a quick hug. "I have no idea what is going on, but I am glad to see you." Castiel pulled away, but only enough to see Dean's face, and rested his hands on the younger man's arms which were holding onto his hips.

"I am glad to see you too." He admitted, but didn't know what else to say. He was nervous and couldn't think of a topic. He didn't want to just yell out he had feelings for the guy…

Dean picked up on Cas' discomfort and misunderstood. "S-sorry!" He pulled his hands away and rubbed them nervously against his orange pants with an equally nervous smile that could match the way Castiel felt. "I need to learn to keep my hands to myself around you…"

"That's not why I was…" Castiel paused, not sure what to say. Odd. Words were usually very easy for him. He should just say it. "Dean-"

"I also need to…" He also stopped talking and rubbed at his neck, realizing he was about to say how much he needed to learn to listen by interrupting again. "Sorry…You were going to say something?"

"I…Sam is doing very well, he hasn't complained about his injuries at all, and Gabriel found a job." He would tell him, but it was important for him to know about his family.

It was.

Castiel definitely wasn't stalling. "At Kate's Diner…Sam told me how much you three liked that place and Sam has also been practicing for his GED…" He was looking at Dean's feet because he couldn't make his eyes move any farther up. "My brothers met the two, except Michael, and really seemed to like them. Well, obviously not Seb-"

"Whoa, Cas…" Dean put his hands up slightly, he was smiling. He looked cute when he rambled. "Slow down, are you okay?" It wasn't hard to tell Castiel was in some kind of distress, but Dean wasn't sure what the problem was. "Don't get me wrong, I am glad you are filling me in. Hell, I am glad you are talking to me at all but you are barely taking a breath…"

"I lo-…like you." Castiel swallowed. It was close enough, now if he could just look up. "…And I am nervous, so my thoughts are racing…"

Dean was silent. His heart kick-started at what Cas had just said and his mouth felt dry. "You..uh…You like me? Like…a friend?"

"If that was the case, I wouldn't be having so much trouble…" Cas closed his eyes and took a deep breath before looking up to Dean's face, his eyes meeting brown/green for a moment. He eventually settled for staring at his lips. "I like you in a romantic way…Dean."

It was silent for a few seconds then Deans lips twitched towards a smile "You do?" Cas only nodded with a frown. How many times was he going to have to confirm this? Dean's mouth went from twitching at a smile, to a full blown grin "Well, you don't have to look so upset about it." He trapped Cas' head in his hands, forcing the man to meet his eyes. "Because I like you too."

This time Dean's kiss wasn't like the last ones, but still unexpected. It was a lot gentler, as if he was giving Cas the option to push him away. When he wasn't shoved away, Dean let his hands slide down Cas' neck and shoulders, stopping at his hips. He once again avoided the gun and pulled the older man closer until their bodies pressed together. Castiel slowly rested his hands on Dean's biceps, gripping him firmly, he closed his eyes and gave into the kiss.

He needed to talk to Dean about what this meant, but he could do that in a minute.

When their kissing started to heat up, Castiel's mind became a little fuzzy. He felt his back hit the wall softly, but he didn't realize Dean had been pushing them backwards because he was too busy wrestling Dean's tongue with his own. At some point Castiel's arms had wrapped around the teen's neck, he only noticed while gasping for air. Dean had let go of Cas' lips in favor of latching onto his neck, not that he was complaining about it. The kisses and sucking, with random nips, felt really good.

"Dean…" As much as his body protested the idea, Castiel had to stop. He could tell by Dean's wandering hands, that were trying to untuck his shirt, the man had plans to keep going. "I don't have a lot of time…"

Dean let his hands stop moving and rest back on Cas' hips, he liked rubbing gentle circles on his skin. Castiel was right, he didn't need to do something stupid. "…Yeah." He whispered with a smile, kissing Cas one more time before resting his forehead against the guard's. "I guess we should stop?"

"You definitely should..." Sebastian's voice broke the moment to pieces, especially when he grabbed Dean by the back of his shirt and forced him away from Castiel. "You have a death wish, don't you?" Sebastian smiled tightly, hiding his fury behind a mask. He looked at Castiel.

"I-" Cas was silenced by another glare.

"My office. Now."

Jimmy was sitting in Sebastian's leather chair with a huge grin on his face. He was wearing one of Castiel's extra uniforms because his twin called him asking for help. He needed Sebastian distracted so he could talk to Dean. Now, James knew very little about Dean but the way Sam's eyes would light up at the mention of him had to mean he wasn't all bad, right? He was sure his older brother was just over reacting, he does that a lot. The plan was working for a moment, but it didn't last…

James was supposed to pose as Castiel and cover his shift, while the actual Castiel slipped through the blind spots to find Dean. Unfortunately Sebastian knows the differences in Cas and himself that most other people overlook, like the way they walk or speak. The twins knew it wouldn't last very long, but Castiel only said he needed a few minutes.

James would take any opportunity to fuck with his older brothers, it was worth a couple hours of his day off. Castiel asking for help to deceive his brother was also very satisfying, he usually just took whatever the older ones threw at him and ignored it. To see him doing something like this...Well, he had to meet the person Cas deemed worth doing it for.

And he was about to.

"You are unbelievable!" Sebastian stormed into the room, Castiel was trailing behind him. "And you, get out of my chair!" He pointed at Jimmy with, what James assumed was an intimidating look. Two guards walked in, holding onto a chained man with brown hair that looked a little too pleased with himself.

"Cool it sunshine." Jimmy stood up with his hands raised.

"Whoa…"Dean looked at him with awe. "Cassie, you got a twin?"

"You are not allowed to speak!" Sebastian cut in. Dean rolled his eyes toward Cas and tried to stop the smile that broke out on his face. James raised an eyebrow. That wasn't just a friendly look he was sending his brother, and Castiel smiled back briefly.

This was getting a lot more interesting.

Sebastian ruined another moment by slamming his fist on the desk. All eyes were back on him. "One of you…" He motioned between the twins. "Better tell me what is going on. Now."

"James was only helping me, he shouldn't be blamed for anything." Cas was the first to speak, followed immediately by Jimmy.

"Oh, yes I should, I don't want to miss the fun parts." He joked.

"Do you think this is a game?" Sebastian locked his eyes on Jimmy, who stopped smiling at the seriousness his brother's expression held.

"Oh, come on grouchy…It can't be that bad?"

"It is! Do you know how I caught these two, or the fact that this prisoner attacked our brother weeks ago?"

Jimmy looked to Castiel for answers "…Is that true?"

"…It isn't what either of you think." Castiel sighed. How was he supposed to explain this without getting Dean's ass kicked?

"Hey, you…Did you try to attack my brother?" James decided to ask the man in orange.

"He isn't going to tell you the truth!" Sebastian scolded.

"Can it!" Jimmy held a hand up to the warden to silence him, without looking his direction. He kept his eyes on Dean. Jimmy had always had a knack for telling when a person was lying. It was what made him such a good detective after all.

Dean looked at his hands for a second, rubbing the cuffs, then looked back to James "Yes, I did…I wasn't trying to hurt him…I just…lost myself for a bit." It was the best answer he had, even if it wasn't so great.

Jimmy stared at him for a long moment. "…Did you apologize?" Dean nodded his head.

"Well, there you have it…" He turned to Sebastian "What's the problem?"

"The problem is that he put his hands on one of my guards and my little brother then he turns around and does it again today, with your help!" The warden wasn't backing down and glared at the 'older' twin. Jimmy just shook his head.

"He seems fine to me." James looks at Cas "You okay? Did he hurt you?"

"I'm fine, Dean did nothing wrong."

"He was kissing you!"

Jimmy busted out laughing. Well, this filled in a lot. Like the hickey forming on Cas' neck "Oh god, I don't want the details…Just…I didn't know you like the young ones Cassie." Castiel frowned, and was that a blush.

"Is everything a joke to you!?" Sebastian had finally snapped. "Castiel I am suspending you for two weeks and Winchester is going straight to solitary!" When Cas opened his mouth to argue Sebastian wouldn't allow him to.

"Go home!" He yelled. "I don't even want to look at you right now!"

"Hey!" Dean tried to twist his way out of the grasp of the guards, but failed. "Don't fucking yell at him!"

"Take this prisoner to his new cell, and make sure to keep a close eye on him!" It was the only acknowledgment Sebastian gave to Dean. The guards pulled him out of the room, as he fought the whole way.

"Sebastian, suspend me if you want but Dean doesn't need-"

"I said. GO. Home." He turned from Castiel to look out his window, cutting off his brother completely.

Cas took a step toward him, but Jimmy stopped him. "I'll handle it, just go for now." Cas looked at his twin, then to Sebastian and frowned. He quickly walked out the door.

"Way to go Balthazar, you handled that great."

"I don't want to look at you either." He sighed. "Considering…"

"You're going to." James stated firmly. He and Castiel may not be as close as identical twins normally are, but he can always tell when his brother is in distress or hurt. He would stop anyone who caused it, even if it was another sibling. "Castiel is smart, and I trust him to know what he is doing. You should too!"

"Should I?" Sebastian turned to him "Do you see what he has chosen as a love interest? A delinquent who you can barely call an adult!" Sebastian laughed out of disbelief "Oh, and he also happens to be a drug addict. How could I not be proud that my baby brother is acquainted with such people?"

"Have you ever seen Romeo and Juliet?!" James was getting annoyed "If he really cares about that kid, he is going to help him. You know how stubborn Castiel can be! So why are you fighting him?"

Jimmy had a point.

Sebastian rubbed his eyes "…What would you have me do, accept this…this…whatever it is?"

"No, but you can try and talk to him about it instead of yelling at his face, you know that doesn't work." James was still undecided on the whole 'love interest' thing, but he wasn't going to shut Castiel out for falling for a possibly dangerous guy. "Just talk to him Sebastian, and listen to what he says."

Sebastian did feel bad for screaming, but he was just worried.

"…I will talk to him tomorrow…"

James smiled. "Attaboy." He joked. "And why you play nice with your little brother, I am going to start an investigation on Dean Winchester." He shrugged. "I can put my detective skills to use, and you can chill out."

He could find out every detail about the boy within a month.

And he would.

"Whoa…" Sam's eyes were wide a he looked at Castiel.

"You can say that again…" Gabriel added, eyes just as wide.

"See, this is why I love coming here…" Ellen grinned "The drama is spectacular…"

All three were currently at Kate's diner. Castiel had went home, after his run in with Sebastian but only found Raphael who told him where Sam was. The brother's had decided that Raph would come by the house and stake out every other night, to make sure everything was safe. James started to come over more often as well, bringing his daughter with him. They weren't sure what Crowley had planned, but the group wanted to be as prepared as possible.

Castiel immediately came to tell Sam he had spoken to his brother, and he didn't want to sit around his house. He was irritated, and wanted to move. He had just finished telling what happened at the prison.

"It seems I have gotten Dean in trouble…I am sorry." Castiel couldn't believe his brother had acted so rashly.

"I…I am still trying to get past my brother liking a guy." Sam bite into his burger, trying not to look at the noticeable hickey on Castiel. "I am completely used to him being in trouble." Sam talked through his food, which got him a smack from Gabriel. He nodded in agreement though.

"Yeah, Dean and trouble have always been pretty good friends…" Gabe admitted. "Don't beat yourself up Cassie." Gabe patted his arm.

"With you suspended…" Sam slumped in the booth a little. "I am never going to get to see Dean…"

"Don't talk like that Sammy." Gabriel was refilling his sweet tea. "I was actually going to ask Castiel about that."

"About what?" Cas needed a distraction.

"If you wanted to go over to Walter's with me tomorrow, and 'politely ask' for him to go up to the prison and allow Sam to see Dean?"

"I could go now."

"Now?" Sam questioned. "It is already nine…I mean, he would still be up." He looked up at Gabby. "I could go with him?" He was excited to try at least.

"Yeeeah, I am not letting you anywhere near that place until I have to…" Sam had a tendency to get himself into situations that raised Gabriel's blood pressure. "You can stick with Ellen for now."

"Yay, I love having cute guys follow me." Ellen smiled and Sam smiled back. Gabriel just rolled his eyes.

"I can go alone." Castiel broke in, already standing, he wanted to be doing something anyway. It was still 'early' to him. He remembered Walter from the brief meeting the two had when he was looking for Sam. He could handle him, and that would be a great way to make up getting Dean thrown in isolation. He could help give him access to Sam. "I am very good at defending myself, if you haven't noticed." Castiel pointed out when Gabby laughed at the idea of him going alone.

"Well, you can kick some ass…" Gabe had seen him practicing in the backyard one afternoon, he wouldn't have tried to fuck with him. "I guess you could handle one grumpy, oversized jackass."

"So, you're going?" Sam was really excited. "Thanks Cas, I won't forget this!" He stood up and hugged the man before Castiel knew what was happening. He smiled and returned the hug after a moment.

"Don't thank me yet…" Cas said as he pulled away. "There is no guarantee I can convince him to say yes."

"I know, but I have a feeling if anyone could it would be you." Gabriel smacked his arm again.

"Hey, what about me?"

"He already hates your guts…"

"Awe, you're breaking my heart." Gabe placed his hands over his chest mockingly.

"Don't you have a job to do?" Ellen pointed out.

"I'm going, I'm going…Geez." Gabe smiled to Cas "Seriously, thanks and with your uniform on maybe he will actually listen."

"Maybe, as long as he thinks it is an actual police officer's uniform..." He shrugged and waved goodbye before walking to his car.

He could do this, and maybe tomorrow he could talk his brother into letting Dean out of solitary.

"Mr. Sullivan?" Castiel knocked on the front door for the tenth time. The lights were on, and he heard movement from inside, so why wasn't he answering? "Walter…this is Castiel, I have a favor to ask of you?" He tried again.

The door unlocked, but didn't open.

A bad feeling came over Cas, but he reached for the handle and pushed the door open. He went for his gun, but remembered he had to leave it at the office because of his suspension. "…Walter?" he called from the doorway. It was quiet, so he took a step into the house. The place had empty beer bottles on the floor, Castiel almost slipped on one, and it smelt like cigars and mold. A shadow swooped across the wall down the hallway, he saw it through the corner of his eye. Cas took a few more steps forward.

"Walter, are you alright?" Cas' heart rate sped up when he still got no response. He quickly pulled his phone out of his pocket and tried to dial Raphael, but stopped. He could hear foot steps behind him. Cas spun around and landed a hit to the unknown man's ribs. He got a grunt when he kneed the man in the groin and threw him to the floor. "You son of a-" Another man ran at him from across the room. Castiel elbowed him in the chest, and took the opportunity to run for the opened door.

A third man appeared in the door way from outside. Castiel didn't have time to block the hilt of a gun from crashing into his temple. He fell to the floor, his phone sliding across the hardwood and hitting a foot. The large man looked at the phone, then picked it up. He turned it off and put it in his pocket.

"Who the hell is this?" The thug was holding his ribs as he asked, slowly getting off the floor. The other closed the front door then stared down at the unconscious man in uniform who now had a gash on his head. Blood slowly dripped through his dark hair and onto the floor.

"No fucking idea, but I bet the boss would like to know what we caught…." He pointed to the man Cas had elbowed. "Stay here incase more show up…"

"Pack him up, and let's go."