Sorry if this chapter doesn't fufill anyone's desires. I just wanted to do a small fluff chapter leading up to the main event *wink, wink* And I wanted to give that its own chapter. Enjoy!
Dinner was a fairly subdued event. Sam made cheeseburgers and French fries and the boys sat at the table just enjoying each other's company. They made light conversation and it felt good for Dean to see Sam smile.
"Damn Sam, you'd make a wonderful house wife. Where'd you learn to cook like that?"
Sam chuckled softly, "Well since I really hadn't left the house I figured I'd try to learn how to do something useful."
Dean smiled, "Well, thanks."
Sam grinned and the two of them stood in the kitchen doing the dishes. Dean washed while Sam dried and put away. Every so often the two would snag kisses from each other. At one point Sam snapped the drying towel at Dean's behind and Dean laughed before putting the bubbles from the soapy water on Sam's head. Coincidentally, Sam shook his wet hair in Dean's face.
"Payback's a bitch, Dean."
"Oh yeah?" Dean faked like he was going to go after Sam.
Sam shrieked like a girl and ran from the room. Dean laughed, shaking his head before finishing up the dishes and putting them away. When he headed into the bedroom he found Sam curled up on the bed, talking to his brother.
"I'm gonna take a shower," Dean spoke softly, kissing his boyfriend on the lips.
Sam nodded as he watched Dean grab his clothes and head into the bathroom. When Dean came out of the bathroom, he gave Sam a small kiss.
"Why don't you go ahead and take your shower?" he suggested. "I'll make some coffee or something."
Sam cocked his head but nodded as he headed to the bathroom. Dean headed to the kitchen and put on some coffee before he sat back at the computer and came up with a plan for them to do tomorrow.
~J2/W2~
Sam moaned, turning over and reaching for Dean, but found his spot on the bed empty. He sat up, a little groggy.
"Dean?" he called.
Sam slipped out of the bed and headed toward the living room before spotting Dean in the kitchen.
"Dean?"
Dean turned and smiled, "Morning Sammy."
Sam smiled, "What are you doing?"
Dean chuckled, "Duh, making breakfast. I decided to make breakfast since you made dinner and besides, we have a busy day ahead of us."
Sam poured himself some coffee and leaned against the counter, "Oh?" he asked, raising his eyebrow.
"Yup, got a full day planned for us," Dean said, leaning over before placing a kiss on Sam's lips.
Sam frowned and put his cup down before crossing his arms, "Dean."
"What's up Sammy?" Dean asked as he deposited the pancakes on a plate.
Sam just sighed, clearly frustrated, but not sure how to voice his frustration. He made a small noise in his throat and Dean glanced at him.
"Hey," Dean said turning off the stove and going over to him. "Hey, calm down. Breathe, baby," he said, putting his hand on Sam's chest.
Sam tried but it was hard, "De…"
"Shh, breathe," Dean spoke softly, rubbing his back, trying to get Sam to breathe.
After a few tries Sam took a couple small and slow breaths. Dean smiled, "There we go. Just calm down."
Sam nodded and closed his eyes as he focused on his breathing. Once he got it back under control, he opened his eyes and looked at Dean.
"Now, can you tell me what got you so frustrated?" Dean asked gently.
Sam remained silent and Dean sighed, "That's okay. Let's eat breakfast, okay?"
Sam nodded and helped him put the food on the table before they both sat down and ate. Dean learned a while ago not to force Sam to talk when he got frustrated or had a panic attack. He figured it would be easier if Sam told him when he was ready.
Sam smiled, "So, what's on the agenda?" he asked softly as he ate his pancakes.
"Well, I was thinking of taking a ride on the Austin Steam train, figuring we'd start with something a little relaxing and then we can check out the 1890 Ranch. It's like a place with food, shops, and entertainment and then I figured we'd probably end our day by swimming in Lake Travis."
Sam smiled, sipping his coffee, "Sounds fun."
Dean shrugged, "And we'd figure out other things to do along the way."
Sam nodded as he finished up his breakfast. Once he was done, he went to wash his dishes and then headed to the room to get dressed. Dean sighed as he watched him go. He really wanted to know what had gotten Sam all frustrated, but he wasn't going to push.
Dean made sure they were out of the cabin by 9:30 as it took a half an hour to get to the train and it was leaving at 10.
"So I was reading the description for this train ride and it's a six hour ride with a two hour layover and it covers sixty-six miles of the Texas Hill country."
"Sounds pretty," Sam smiled.
Dean nodded as he pulled into the parking lot. Sam climbed out of the car and, taking Dean's hand they headed toward the train. During the first half of the train ride Dean was content to just sitting back and watching his lover. Sam was glued to the window where he was taking pictures with his phone.
"Dean, smile," Sam grinned, snapping a picture of his boyfriend.
"Sam! Give me that!" he said, trying to grab Sam's phone.
Sam chuckled and put the phone in his pocket, "Thank you Dean."
Dean kissed his boyfriend's forehead, "Anything for you baby."
Sam hummed softly as he snuggled up next to his boyfriend and watched the Countryside.
It was during their two hour layover that Sam finally had voiced his frustration from earlier. They were walking along a trail outside that wasn't too far from the train. Dean and Sam were holding hands and Dean pushed Sam against a tree and kissed him deeply.
Sam moaned into the kiss before he realized they were outside in full view of the other passengers and he remembered what had bothered him early, and he pushed Dean away.
"Sam? What's wrong?"
Sam closed his eyes briefly so he wouldn't get overtly frustrated again, "This is nice Dean, but what does it all mean?"
"What are you talking about baby?"
"The cabin, all of what you have planned for us today. What does it mean?"
Dean was confused, "That I love you and thought you'd like some time away from your annoying brother," he chuckled a little.
Sam was getting frustrated that he couldn't just come right out and say what he wanted. Dean frowned, putting a hand on his chest, "You gotta relax baby."
Sam closed his eyes, took a couple of breaths and opened them again and looked at Dean, "Does-Is-Can we have sex?"
Dean chuckled, "You really think that we wouldn't?"
Sam shrugged, "I don't know. I mean it's been months and every time we got close you pushed me away."
Dean sighed, "Baby, I needed to make sure you were ready and plus I wanted the timing to be right."
They walked back to the train in silence. Sam was pondering Dean's words.
~J2/W2~
Jared smiled as he and Jensen looked at the pictures Sam and Dean sent to them.
"This will be good for them you know," Jensen said, kissing his boyfriend.
"I hope so. I just can't help but worry. I haven't been away from my brother in years. I mean I know Dean, will take care of him, but still I worry."
Jensen chuckled, "You wouldn't be a brother if you didn't worry."
Jared smiled.
~J2/W2~
By the time the train had pulled back into the station, Sam had fallen asleep. Dean smiled and kissed him gently on the mouth.
"Hey baby, come on we're back."
Sam moaned but opened his eyes and followed Dean off the train. He kissed Dean, "I had fun."
Dean snorted, "I bet you did, you big girl. What do you say we get something to eat and visit the ranch, or did you have something else in mind?"
Sam shook his head, "No. That actually sounds wonderful."
They drove toward the 1890 ranch where they spent the rest of the afternoon shopping and exploring and eating. Dean had to admit that the ranch was nothing like he expected. He thought it was an actual ranch with horses and things like that. After having lunch and doing a bit more shopping, the boys decided to just take a drive around Cedar Parks and enjoy the scenery. Every now and then Sam would try and get Dean to take a picture with him which caused the older male to laugh, but he would smile and take the picture because it made Sam happy and all he wanted was for Sam to be happy.
At around 7:30 Dean drove them to A Surf and Turf restaurant that was close by the cabin.
"Good evening, I'm Melissa; I'll be your server. Are you two doves ready to order?"
Sam blushed a little and looked at the menu, "I'll have the stuffed catfish fillet, and the house salad."
"What would you like to drink?"
Sam frowned, "Um, I'll just have an iced tea."
Melissa nodded writing it down and turned to Dean, "And you big boy?"
"The Flat Iron steak, baked potato and a coke."
As soon as Melissa left Dean noticed that Sam had gotten unusually quiet, "Baby, what's wrong?"
Sam shook his head as Melissa returned with their drinks. She grinned at Dean.
"Your food should be out shortly. Let me know if you guys need anything else. And I mean anything."
Sam slouched and tried not to snarl. Dean frowned.
"Sam, what's wrong?"
"She wants you Dean."
Dean chuckled, "I know baby, but she's not getting me. I'm with you."
Soon their food arrived the two boys eagerly dug in. They made small conversation, but mainly just enjoyed each other's company. When they left the restaurant and headed back to the cabin, Sam thanked him again.
"I had fun tonight Dean," he said, kissing Dean as he tried to open the cabin door.
Dean smirked, "The night's not over yet, baby boy."
Sam frowned but then his eyes widened, "Really?"
Dean just smirked again.
TBC...