Several hours later, Dean, tired and weary, walked down the hall back to the motel room. He had sat for hours and Lucifer had not returned, nor did he find anymore clues as to why he had left in the first place. He was ready to clear his mind with a good nights sleep. He unlocked the door and went inside the room to find Sam snoring heavily on the bed. He laid down his jacket and scanned the dark room for Castiel. He wasn't there. Dean checked the bathroom, still no Castiel. Dean came out of the bathroom and kicked the side of the bed where Sam was sleeping.

"Dude, get up! Cas is gone! Dean said panicked. He suddenly thought back to their conversation before he left. He had been so hateful and condescending to him. Maybe Cas had been so hurt by Dean's words, he just left, left the motel, left town. Dean's mind raced...Cas couldn't survive in this environment on his own. There was safety in numbers and now that he was by himself, trouble would surely find him quickly.

Sam still half asleep jerked up. "What the hell, Dean? He's right there!" Sam said pointing blindly at the empty sofa. "Ummm....ok maybe not." Sam said realizing his mistake.

"He probably got pissed from what I said to him earlier....Sam, we've got to find him...this is not the right time or place for him to decide to play Survivorman...get your crap...I'll run over and let Amber know what's going on." Dean said as he walked out the door.

Dean knocked on Amber's motel room door. When no one came to the door right away, he knocked louder. Finally, he heard a slight rustling inside and feet shuffling. Amber opened the door a crack and stuck her head out.

"Dean....it's a little late don't you think?" Amber said sleepily, squinting at the bright hallway light.

"Yeah I know...but we've got a big problem, Cas has flew the coop and we've gotta find him before something..." Dean said.

"I'm right here, Dean." A familiar raspy voice said from behind the door. Castiel pulled the door back to reveal himself. Amber closed her eyes and waited nervously for Dean's reaction.

Dean's mouth dropped open in utter disbelief. "Oh Cas, anything but this...." Dean said dropping and shaking his head in total shock.

Sam stepped out of the room pulling on his jacket. "What's going on?" he said before he discovered the scene. He stepped out into the hallway and saw Dean leaning back against the wall with his head in his hand and Amber and Castiel standing just inside the doorway of her room both looking guilty.

Sam busted out in a loud laugh. "Dude! I told you! I told you!"

"Alright, everyone! Meeting! Our room! Now! Dean ordered.

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Castiel sat on the edge of Sam's bed beside a nervous Amber who was wrapped up in a blanket. Sam leaned up against the dresser arms crossed when Dean paced the floor.

"Dean, I can explain." Amber said finally breaking the heavy silence.

"Oh no need to explain....everything seems pretty clear now!" Dean said stopping his pace. "So you two are obviously quite freakin' fond of each other.....so what now?! Huh?! You two gonna move into a nice little house with a picket fence and have little spikey haired angel babies?!

"We didn't plan for this to happen....it just kinda did!" Amber said trying to hold back tears.

"And you, Cas! You've just been human for a little under a week now, you don't know what the hell you're even doing!" Dean yelled. "And on top of that, what's gonna happen if you get your angel powers back? Huh? How's that gonna fit in to this equation?!"

"You're wrong Dean! I'm very aware of what I'm doing.............I love her and I want to be with her!" Castiel shouted back finally having enough of Dean's rant.

Stunned by Castiel's words, Amber looked at him. She had no idea he felt the same. Even in this tense, unpredictable moment her heart soared with his words.

"Dean, I honestly don't think you're in any sort of position to pass judgment here." Sam said. "Remember your little tryst with Anna? Hell, even I hooked up with a werewolf!"

"Those were two ISOLATED incidents, Sam, they happened once.........these two here are.....are...practically picking out a China pattern and matching silverware!!!"

Dean argued.

"Is this honestly the worst thing that could happen, Dean?" Sam asked. "Albeit, it's bad timing.....really bad timing...but if they want to be together, then who are we to tell them they can't. I mean, if Dad would have objected to any of the girls you hooked up with while on a hunt...would you have stopped seeing them....no."

"But she's our sister...and he's a...." Dean tried to argue back.

"So? at least we know who she is, she's not some random hooker off the street and that she's not going to take advantage of him and I don't think he's trying to take advantage of her....am I right guys? Sam asked pointing the question at Amber and Castiel. They shook their heads simultaneously. "Besides it's the apocalypse, normal rules of engagement don't apply anymore.....not that they ever did with our family. They just want to be together, Dean. That's all."

Sam was always the voice of reason. Dean knew he could argue until he was blue in the face and it would do no good.

Dean grabbed his jacket and walked towards the door. "I'm gonna take a walk, I need time to sort this out." Dean walked out of the motel room slamming the door.

"I think he took it well." Sam said taking a seat on the sofa. "Look, its been a long night and we all need some sleep, hopefully Dean will have cooled off by mid-morning and we can get back to work. Get outta here, you two....go back to bed." Sam said giving his consent.

Amber and Castiel walked back to her room. Amber shut the door behind them. "Cas, did you really mean what you said back there?" Amber asked.

"Yes, I meant it." Castiel replied taking her in his arms.

Amber smiled. They kissed now free of all the restraints of keeping their feelings secret. They made love and fell asleep...Amber cradled in his arms.