I don't know what's up with me and fluff, but...hehe yeah. Anyway...I might make this 23 chapters, and I might have an epilogue...depending on how long I want chapter 22 to be...but anyway, lol, hopefully there will be a happy ending! Not sure yet though...teehee. Thank you all so much for your awesome reviews! I really appreciate it!

Oh and possible names for the sequel include: Steady Now; Feel Me Now; Ripples; or, if you don't like any of those, I am open to suggestions. The name will help me decide what the sequel will be about. Anyway, thanks again!

Onward!

Chapter Twenty-One

Castiel stared at Jimmy, who was looking at the two of them, unblinking. Castiel hoped that maybe Jimmy couldn't see them clearly, seeing as how there was only a little light fading through from the window, but with the expression on his brother's face, he knew he saw it, knew he saw Castiel's arm flung over Dean and how close the two were sleeping. "Jimmy…" he murmured, swallowing thickly, wondering how his brother would react.

Jimmy sighed and shook his head. "I knew it," he mumbled, stepping out of the room. Castiel swallowed and untangled himself from Dean, whose brow knitted slightly in sleep. He climbed out of bed and moved out of the room, finding Jimmy in the hallway.

"I…It's…I…" Castiel didn't know what to say. He hadn't meant for Jimmy to find out, if ever, and certainly not this way.

"I knew you two were close, but…" Jimmy shook his head, scrubbing a hand over his face. "I didn't…think it was, uh…that far along."

"You…what? You…knew?" Castiel asked, his eyes widening as he followed Jimmy into his brother's room, leaving Dean to sleep in his. He and Dean hadn't been that obvious, had they? Sure, Sam had clearly figured it out, but then again, Dean had always claimed that his little brother was perceptive like that, right? Nervousness consumed Castiel as he looked at his brother as Jimmy sat down on his bed.

"It's pretty freakin' obvious, Cas," Jimmy told him, shaking his head. "I mean, I knew you liked him, and I guess I knew on some level he liked you, but I didn't…I didn't even know you two were together, let alone sleeping together."

Castiel swallowed. "We just…um…first time. Dean's back, it's…um…bruised so I didn't want him sleeping on the floor, and he said he didn't want me sleeping on the floor because it's my house, and…"

Jimmy shook his head. "I don't really care, Cas. You can do what you want with your boyfriend. I just…wasn't expecting it, that's all."

"You…don't mind?" Castiel asked somewhat shyly, shifting uneasily.

"Why would I? Hell, even I thought he was hot." Jimmy laughed and grinned, shaking his head again.

"You…what?" Castiel asked, unable to process what his brother had just said. Jimmy thought Dean was hot? Since when did he think of guys that way?

"Well, duh! Have you seen the guy? Expressive green eyes, nice build, freckles, charming personality…yeah, a lot of people find that attractive, Cas."

"But…what?" He still couldn't process it. Jimmy thought Dean was hot. Why did that make him nervous and somewhat angry? Was he really still jealous? Dean was with him, right? It wouldn't even matter if Jimmy did think Dean was hot.

Jimmy waved him off. "Doesn't matter, man. I wouldn't do anything about it. I knew you liked him."

"But how?" It wasn't like he had really been that obvious, right? At least, he'd thought he'd hid it pretty well, but maybe he'd been wrong.

"Honestly, you'd have to be blind not to see it." He took in a breath. "I knew you two would get together eventually, but I had no idea it was this far along."

Castiel swallowed, feeling his cheeks grow overly hot once again. "You…You're not going to tell Mom and Dad, are you?"

"Would I?"

"I don't know…"

Jimmy sighed. "No, Cassie, I'm not going to tell them. I'll let you do that in your own time. Just…from now on? Lock your door, okay? I don't need to see that."

"It was nothing bad."

"You could have been naked."

That made Castiel flush all the more. "Nuh uh!" he protested before he could stop himself. He honestly couldn't see himself going to bed naked…ever.

Jimmy chuckled. "Whatever, man. Why don't you get back to your lover-boy?"

"…What did you want?" There had to have been a reason Jimmy had come into the room in the first place.

"Oh!" Jimmy sighed. "I almost forgot. Mom and Dad are getting ready to go out for a bit…something a breakfast a friend of theirs is having…and they wanted to know if you wanted them to bring back donuts or something. I was going to get your opinion on it but, uh…I now know I was interrupting something."

"Nothing was happening!" Castiel said, turning around to hide his red cheeks from his brother. Grumbling to himself, he stalked out of the room and down the hall, back toward his room. He entered and moved back toward the bed, smiling when he saw Dean in the same position as before, looking adorable - yes, adorable, but Castiel would never tell Dean that - in his sleep. He crawled back into bed and attempted to get back into his previous position without waking Dean.

Dean yawned and blinked his eyes open, causing Castiel to peer at him through half-lidded eyes. "Where'd you go?" Dean mumbled sleepily, nuzzling his head into the pillow, his warm breath circulating across Castiel's face.

Castiel smiled faintly. "Jimmy asked if we wanted donuts."

"I'm always up for donuts."

"I figured," Castiel said, smirking.

"Time is it?" Dean's eyes slid closed again.

"Early. We can sleep more, if you want."

"Mmm…sounds like…a plan," Dean said through a yawn.

And it sounded like a plan to Castiel as well.

If only every morning could be like this…

The day proved to be…wonderful and lazy, really. Dean and Castiel slept until around ten that morning, when Jimmy knocked on the door. Castiel yawned and listened as his brother said through the door that the donuts were here and to come downstairs when they wanted some. He grunted back something unintelligible and then closed his eyes, giving into a wide yawn, feeling Dean shift next to him. He opened his eyes so blue could meet with green again.

"Morning, Sunshine," Dean said, smirking, one hand coming up to comb Castiel's black bangs back. Castiel grinned at the touch and leaned into it, moving forward to lightly press his lips against Dean's in a gentle kiss, which Dean quickly deepened by pulling Castiel toward him. "Sleep well?" Dean asked when they pulled apart.

"Of course," Castiel said. "You?"

"Duh. You make a good blanket."

Castiel smirked. "You said you were gonna be a good boy and stay on your side."

"I lived up to my good boy image," Dean said, chuckling. "You invaded my personal space, not that I'm complaining."

"Good, 'cause I'm pretty comfortable here," Castiel admitted.

"Awesome, I'd hate if this was one-sided." Dean smirked and sat up, stretching a little. "Did I hear something about donuts?"

"Yeah…they're downstairs, if you want some." Castiel sat up as well.

"I'm always up for donuts, Cas."

Castiel rolled his eyes. "I've noticed. And pie."

"Pie is God's gift to us."

"Uh huh…tell me, how hard did you hit your head?"

"Shut it," Dean said, grinning. He crawled over Castiel and out of bed, tripping as the covers tangled around his feet. "Ack!" Castiel reached out to grab his arm and stop his plummet to the ground, but was a second too late, and Dean's body made a harsh thud as it connected to the carpeted floor. "Ugh…" he groaned.

Castiel jumped out of bed. "You okay?" he asked worriedly, watching as Dean sat up and rubbed at his head.

"Yeah…I'm fine. Just…ow. Damn, evil covers of hell!" He glared at said covers and Castiel shook his head, smirking.

"Covers are evil…noted. You sure you're okay?" He held out his hand and helped Dean to his feet, pressing his fingers against where Dean was holding his head.

"Yeah, I'm just peachy. Feel my fuzz?"

Castiel sighed. "Must you make things difficult?"

"Yes. I've heard that good things are never easy."

"Well, certainly not where you're concerned," Castiel murmured. "C'mon, let's go get some donuts in you before you curse the covers again and blame them for everything."

"They are to blame. You believe me, right?" He blinked at Castiel with wide, innocent eyes.

Damn that look, Castiel thought. "Uh…sure. Yeah. Uh huh. Whatever you say, Dean."

Dean grinned and moved toward the door. "Let's go get those donuts."

Castiel's parents were in the living room, watching TV, but they looked up when Dean and Castiel walked toward the kitchen. "Morning, boys," Castiel's father greeted.

"Morning, sir," Dean said back.

Castiel's father smirked. "You don't have to call me sir."

Dean looked confused so Castiel just grabbed his arm and tugged him into the kitchen, where they sat at the table next to Jimmy and picked out a few donuts, not even bothering to grab plates.

"About time you two got up," Jimmy said, smirking. "Or did I interrupt something?"

Now Dean looked even more confused while Castiel sent his brother a glare. "Shut it!" he said, his cheeks reddening again.

Jimmy laughed and then looked at Dean. "I know."

"…You…know?" More confusion on Dean's part.

Castiel sighed heavily, slumping in his chair. "He, um…knows about…uh…us."

"Oh…Oh!" Dean said, and then paused, looking at Jimmy.

"I'm fine with it," Jimmy told him before he got to his feet. "But I would like to talk to you really quick, if you don't mind."

"Um…sure?" Dean looked at Castiel as though for some sort of answer, but Castiel had no idea what this was about, so he just shrugged. Dean stood and he and Jimmy left the room, disappearing toward the utility room just off the kitchen.

Castiel sat at the kitchen table, alone, nibbling at his donut while Dean's sat on a napkin, forgotten. What did Jimmy want to talk about with Dean? He was confused. Shifting in his seat, he looked up when Dean returned to the room but Jimmy just walked through the kitchen and left, smirking at Castiel as he did so. Castiel frowned at Dean as he sat back down and picked up his donut.

"What was that all about?" Castiel asked.

Dean shrugged and took a big bite of his donut. "Got the brother lecture."

"The…what?" Castiel had no idea what Dean was talking about. What brother lecture? What was that?

"He basically threatened to mutilate me in my sleep should I hurt you, which I said I would never do." Dean shifted a little, swallowing what was left of his donut.

Castiel blinked at him. "He…what? Why?"

"Because, Cas. It's just what people do sometimes. The brother lecture."

"I'm confused…"

"Don't worry about it," Dean said, waving him off. "It's fine."

Castiel smiled.

Well, as long as Dean was there, things were 'fine' in his world.

Dean took Castiel for a ride when he had to go pick up Sam from Josh's. Then they went to a café to get some food, for which Dean said he was paying. Sam kept grinning at the two of them and it was making Castiel a little self-conscious, but Dean just glared back at his little brother until Sam laughed and looked away.

"Cas and Dean, sitting in the Impala, K-I-S-S-I-N-G," Sam sang, laughing when Dean nearly choked on his drink and gave his brother the death glare of all time.

"Sam!" Dean spat while Castiel blushed next to him. Dean shook his head. "Before I kill you and have the police after me, I'm going to go to the restroom. While I'm gone, please fix yourself!" He slid from the booth and disappeared from view when he rounded a corner, leaving Castiel alone with Sam, who was laughing his head off.

Sam sobered pretty quickly after Dean left. "So…Cas."

"Um…what?" Castiel asked, shifting nervously under Sam's intense gaze. Sometimes the younger Winchester made him uneasy.

"Since you're dating my brother," Sam said, "I think we need to talk about a few things."

Castiel paused. "Wait a minute - am I getting the brother lecture?"

Sam grinned. "Yes. Basically, if you even think about hurting my brother, I'm going to have to hunt you down."

Castiel sighed. "I have no intention of doing such a thing," he told him.

Sam grinned and nodded. "Good." He looked up as Dean approached them, sliding back into the booth.

"You fixed yet?" Dean asked.

"I'm not a dog, Dean," Sam told him.

Dean rolled his eyes. "Could have fooled me, always whining."

Castiel smiled, watching the two brothers.

It was in the middle of Drama Club on Monday when it happened. Castiel and Dean were in backstage while people practiced on stage and Anna ordered people around. They were the only ones in the back, and they mainly there because it was darker and quieter than the other parts of the Drama Club room. Dean's head had been bothering him since lunch. He hadn't even eaten anything, looking pale then, and it was even worse now.

Castiel wondered why Dean didn't just go home, but Dean's answer had left him somewhat shaken.

"Because," Dean had told him at the beginning of Drama Club, "I feel like I'm going to pass out and I don't think it would be a good idea to chance driving right now."

So now they were in the back, on the couch. Dean was laying down with his head in Castiel's lap, and Castiel didn't care who saw. His friend, his boyfriend, needed him at the moment, and that was all that mattered. He combed his fingers through Dean's hair, massaging the part that Dean had claimed was hurting. Dean was pale, leaning into his touch.

"Are you thirsty?" Castiel asked, because there was a vending machine only a few steps away.

Dean nodded slowly and sat up so Castiel could stand. The way he was acting, it seemed like his entire head was in pain, his head bowed as though to move it at all hurt. His eyes remained closed as Castiel stood and moved toward the vending machine, but he looked back and stopped when he heard Dean gasp.

Dean's eyes opened wide.

"…Dean?" Castiel asked, frowning worriedly as he moved back toward him.

"Oh," Dean breathed shakily…

…and then promptly passed out.

The story is almost over! Sad, I know...I've had a lot of fun writing it ;) But will it end happy or sad? Hmmmmm that is the question, lol. I do have a thing for angst, I must admit...and I'm not known for my happy endings, but you know, I guess, lol. I'm starting to like fluff...uh oh. Haha. Anyway, thank you so much for reviewing, and please continue to do so! Maybe two chapters left, plus an epilogue.

~Muffy the Dough Slayer~