Anna waited in her car for her dearest cousins, and Sam. Sam had been dying to get out of his house since Dean and Bearther would be at the shop for a while, and as much as he loved the loud banging noises around the house when no one would be there to tell him that it was the furnace; he decided he would hide out at the Novak's. Out walked Gabriel: his bright green socks stood out against the black shorts he had decided to wear today; behind him trailed Sam with his mop of shaggy brown hair falling into his eyes as he shifted his books into his left arm, fixing his backpack.

"Hey Anna Banana, how's my favorite cousin today?" Gabriel smiled as he embraced her from behind her seat. She chuckled at him and smiled at Sam warmly.

"Just fine, Gabe, why are you so...out of your pissy mood. I heard you weren't pleasant this morning towards Michael." Anna replied, smirking now as she searched the courtyard.

"Oh, Michael was being a dick to Cas. And I resent you saying I was unpleasant. I am a delight." Gabriel replied.

Castiel sauntered into the parking lot, with Dean by his side; a dopey grin filling both their faces.

"You know, your cousin's giving me a bit of a stare down." Dean chuckled nonchalantly.

"Oh, yeah, she's...uh...well judging by the way she's staring, she is curious to what is going to happen next." Castiel replied.

A mischevious grin, and a raised eyebrow on Dean Winchester's face was probably a sign of a master plan, but Castiel couldn't bring himself to care. Before Castiel had the chance to utter the words "Dean what are you doing.", Dean's foot was placed right in front of his and pulling Castiel towards him. Flailing was not exactly the most attractive thing Castiel had done in his lifetime, but landing against Dean with a thud was one of the best things therefore it evened out.

Dean cupped Castiel's face and pulled him closer to him, while Cas's heart nearly jumped out of his chest. He was not going to get used to this. Ever. Dean was so close to Cas's lips but Castiel had other ideas. Turning his head, he let out a ssss sound and pretended to look at his watch. Dean kissed his cheek, much to his surprise.

"Wow, look at the time." Castiel mused.

"Did you just..." Dean spluttered, his mind blanking. God he was never going to get used to him: the teasing, the super fucking adorable Casness.

"What ever do you mean, Dean? I don't recall doing anything." Castiel nearly purred.

Dean smirked and quickly, almost too rapidly, pressed his warm lips to Cas's chapped ones. That only left Cas wanting to kiss him more though, causing Cas place his palms on either side of Dean's face and kiss him harder.

Castiel's kissing was amateur, but Dean had to admit, it was the best kissing he'd ever been a part of, because Cas was...Cas.

Cas kissed him until submission, leaving Dean dazed, fireworks going off behind his eyes.

"Come on, lover boy, your 'girlfriend' is coming over remember?" Anna shouted out the window.

"Oh come on babe, cheating on me already? I thought we had something special going on here." Dean said low into Cas's ear, sending shivers down his spine. Cas ran his fingertips down Dean's arm in a swiveling pattern, causing Dean to shiver also.

"Dean, you are ridiculous. Text me later okay?" Castiel said, wiggling out of Dean's grasp.

Dean frowned but let Cas go, making sure the younger boy didn't topple over.

"Bye Dean." Cas said, nearly tripping over his own two feet. Dean laughed as Cas tried to regain his composure, his face red.

"NOW CONCRETE IS MAKING YA BLUSH. JESUS CAS." Dean called after him.

Michael was at the table when the group arrived home while Lucifer sat in the living room, angry at the Tivo for deleting whatever show he was into now. Gabriel ran to the kitchen and dug into a bag of potato chips like he hadn't eaten in years.

"Gabriel, manners!" Michael groaned.

"What about 'em?" Gabriel said through his chips, chip debri flying into the air.

"Use them, we have a guest. I swear Gabriel, you act as if you haven't eaten."

"I haven't...in two hours."

Michael rolled his eyes with a scowl that Sam was certain was permanent.

"Michael Novak. I'm assuming you're a friend of Gabe's."

"Sam Winchester. I'm all of their friends, but I met Gabriel first."

"That's cause I called dibs. Castiel got your brother!" Gabriel said and he swallowed a few of the potato chips made by the gods whole.

"Really?" Sam replied. Anna's grimace told him no, Gabriel was joking.

Castiel made his way to the couch past all...that. Lucifer put his legs down near immediately noticing the way Castiel's eyes drooped. His face was easy to read, with lines and creases like words in a book, and today Castiel had confused and sad all over.

"Castiel?" Lucifer said, his tone interested.

"Yeah?" Castiel replied solemnly, his fingers lacing together.

"Let's go for a walk, shall we?" Lucifer whispered; if you talked to loud in the Novak house, people would try to join in.

Castiel nodded and pulled on the large tan trench coat that had been laying on the back on the couch. Lucifer motioned him to follow him out the front door and closed the door almost silently behind them.

It was almost cool enough outside to be cold, the sky covered in dark clouds that promised rain, and the trees were dying. Although the sky was dark, it was a beautiful day. It'd be more beautiful if there wasn't a personal rain cloud hovering above him.

"What's wrong, baby bro?" Lucifer said. His steps were twice as long as Cas's but he managed to stay side by side.

"Am I really that obvious?" Castiel replied.

"Is this about Dean?" Lucifer was ready to beat Winchester if he had already fucked up their relationship that he had worked so hard to obtain.

"No and yes," was Castiel's reply, causing Lucifer to quirk an eyebrow in his direction. Castiel continued, "It's hiding it. I like Dean, a whole lot, and I don't understand why it's necessary for me to hide that part of my life just because Michael is homophobic. Lucifer, I do not give a shit that Michael thinks the gay is devil worship, I like Dean, I'm going to like Dean. I'm going to continue seeing him. And think about it, what if one of the spies sees Dean and I at school?"

"Why would that matter? Dean and you aren't making out at school, are you?" Lucifer laughed, until he saw Cas rub his neck, "God damn Cassie. Didn't know you had the balls."

"It's just kissing. But honestly, Lucifer, I don't think I should have to hide this from my brother."

"Maybe you shouldn't. But let me talk to him okay? I helped with the whole Cas may be gay speech." Lucifer sighed.

Castiel did not talk for the rest of their walk around the block, a longer block than any block had ever blocked, and only grunted in reply when Lucifer asked a question about him and Dean. Honestly, his relationship was not everyone on God's green earth's business.

Cas bolted towards the house when he noticed Charlie at the front door, and a black Impala pulling away from the curb. Charlie smiled that secret smile she was so famous or as Michael let her in.

"Hey Cas," Charlie said while Cas heaved next to her, "That's attractive."

"Hey Charlie. Don't mind him, he's only about to spit out his lungs and possibly the rest of his diaphragm.

Were you running that way because of Charlie or me? ;)

Shut up Dean.