Ah diddly dum, diddly dee, let's see what there is to see.
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Charlie and her 'friend' arrived at the roadhouse at about 6. She couldn't wait to get her plan into action. With that she pulled her 'friend' through the door and right up to the chief of police.
"Hola Rufus." She said to him with a smile.
Rufus turned to smile at Charlie in return. She was one hell of a girl in his opinion, anyone who could get Dean Winchester to do what they wanted had to be impressive. (So very true.)
"Hey Charlie, and whose your lovely companion?" he asked turning to the beautiful dark haired woman holding Charlie's hand.
"This is my girlfriend Gilda." Charlie replied loudly so all the people standing round them heard.
Rufus smiled, he wasn't stupid and he was pretty sure he knew why Charlie had said it so loud, though her intended audience was busy right now. "It's lovely to meet you Gilda." He said to the woman.
"You to sir." Gilda replied with a knowing smile on her lips.
Charlie looked around for Dean but realised she couldn't see him. Where the hell was that damn man?
"Try the booths." Rufus said to her under his breath before moving away from the pair to go talk to some of his other detectives.
Charlie looked to the booths and her jaw dropped open. Cos there was Dean Winchester and Castiel Novak sitting…talking…together. Recovering from her shock she dragged her girlfriend over to meet them. Luckily Gilda thought this crusade of Charlie's was rather entertaining and endearing. She was quite happy to be dragged wherever Charlie wished her to go.
"Hey Dean, Castiel." Charlie said once she was standing next to their table causing both men to look up at her.
"Hello Charlie." Castiel replied as Dean just nodded, fighting the instinct to sit back from Cas at the intrusion of another into their little world.
"I want you to meet my girlfriend Gilda." Charlie said to them both.
Castiel smiled at the other woman and put out his hand.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Gilda." He said as he shook her hand.
"You too Castiel." Gilda responded.
Dean sat there with his eyebrows raised. Charlie was gay. And she was here with her girlfriend, and at the volume she seemed to be telling them this he was pretty sure that everyone in the bar now knew. He hoped that his colleagues weren't nasty to her or Gilda because it.
"Hey Gilda, good to meet you." He said being extra friendly just in case anyone gave her the cold shoulder later. Not that he thought they would but it was a possibility. Though thinking about he decided he would keep an eye on the two women, just make sure they were okay. Yeah okay it wasn't really his responsibility but Charlie was shadowing him and through he hated to admit it she had started to grow on him and he didn't want anyone making her feel uncomfortable. (Good for you Dean-o.)
"You too Dean." Gilda replied.
"We'll leave you two to it." Charlie then said turning and dragging Gilda back to the bunch of police workers.
Rufus had watched Charlie go over to speak to Dean and the stranger. Therefore when she returned he sidled up to her.
"So who's the guy?" He asked without any prelim.
"His name is Castiel Novak and he runs Angel Books, where I work, part time." Charlie replied smiling up at him.
"So you're the one responsible for this are you?" he murmured watching Dean.
Charlie just frowned, what had she done but get two people together that liked each other? She was just going to say this when Rufus walked off to where Dean was sitting with Castiel. There was nothing she could do but watch on. (Have no fear Charlie. It's all good, all the time.)
"Winchester, get off your ass and come join us for drinks." Rufus barked as he reached the table making Dean jump a mile and turn wide eyes onto his boss.
"Umm, yeah sure sir." He mumbled standing.
Rufus then turned to Castiel who was still sitting looking rather crestfallen. "You to Castiel. Come on."
Castiel looked up at the guy scared out of his wits. Dean just stood there wondering what the hell was going on. He couldn't think of any reason that Rufus would want caps to join them. (You can't? Really? Wow.)
"What? Any friend of Dean's is a friend of ours." Rufus said when they both just looked at him, he then proceed to pull Castiel up and put his arm around his shoulders as he guided him to the group of peopled Dean worked with, ready to introduce Dean's 'friend' to them all. He wasn't going to let this chance slip by him. He was well aware of his best detective's sexual preferences, you didn't get to be chief of police without being rather good at the job. He'd been waiting for Dean to come out for years. Though he'd started to think that he'd be dead before it happened at the rate the boy was going. So Dean showing interest in a guy was enough for Rufus to decide to make him part of their family. Hopefully Dean wouldn't then screw it up. (We can but hope can't we Rufus?)
Castiel looked back at Dean with confused eyes, he really didn't know what was going. And Dean? Well he just followed his chief scared out of his mind. Seemed he was going to get his work mates opinion on gay men from seeing how they reacted to Cas. Though with that thought he realised he wasn't about to let any of them hurt him. To hell with it, Cas was his friend, just because he wanted something more didn't mean anything. With that he walked up beside Cas with his shoulders back and a look on his face as if he was ready to do battle. (Ah bless Dean's being all protective again.)
Charlie watched from the side lines as Rufus introduced Castiel to all of Dean's colleague's as his friend. Watching she realised that some of them were all much nicer to him than they had been to her when she had first met them. It was that which gave them away. It seemed that while Dean may believe that no one knew his secret the truth couldn't be further from that belief. They knew. And in their mind Castiel was his boyfriend. Well that was certainly a turn up for the books. With that thought she went about having a good night with Gilda. And it was definitely a good night.
Castiel was startled to suddenly be thrust into the lime light of a group of strangers, but everyone was so nice he soon felt comfortable talking to them. It of course helped that Dean didn't leave his side all night. There to help him if he got stuck with a reference he didn't understand, he had fast come to the conclusion that the police had their own language. And it was one he didn't speak. He found it nice to have Dean at his side, smiling and chatting comfortably with everyone, and providing him with drinks. Castiel decided he liked it. A lot. (Yes you do don't you Cas.)
Dean watched how his friends treated Cas and was pleased to see that they welcomed him with open arms. It seemed that Sam was right and they wouldn't think anything differently of him if he told them the truth. No not if, when he decided with a smile, relaxing into the conversations going on around him. (Yeah. Happy smiles.)
At the end of the evening Castiel had drunk rather a lot, though Dean had only had one beer. It was for this reason and this reason alone that Dean offered to give him a lift home. (Yeah right. I really don't believe Dean.)
Dean pulled the impala up outside the book store that Cas lived above and turning to Cas wondered what to say to him. He didn't want to just say good night. After all who knew when he would see Cas again. (Umm tomorrow? It's Friday remember?)
Castiel on the other hand was as I have said a wee bit drunk. It was because of this that he did what he did next.
He turned to Dean and rather than thanking him for the lift and getting out the car as he would have done had he been slightly more sober he leaned towards the man of his dreams and pressed their lips together in a brief kiss, before retreating from the man and the car and flying up to his apartment. Once his door was closed firmly behind him he leaned against it. He couldn't believe he had just done that. He had kissed Dean Winchester. What on earth had possessed him to do that? (Alcohol.) He was never drinking again. What if Gabriel had got it wrong and Dean wasn't interested in him? (He hasn't.) Had he just screwed up their friendship all for a stupid kiss goodnight? (No. And it wasn't stupid.) With that thought he buried his face in his hands. He was never going to be able to look the man in the eyes again.
Dean was still sitting in his car with his mouth open long after Cas had left. Cas had just kissed him. Yes it was brief and chaste but it was still a kiss. (Yeah it was.) He was in shock. Did Cas kiss him because he liked him? (Yes.) Or was it because he was drunk? (No. well not really.) He slowly raised his fingers to his lips hoping he could remember the feel of Cas slightly chapped lips against his own for the rest of eternity, though he knew that he would prefer to feel them again rather than just remember. But in case Cas was just drunk, he would defiantly remember that. There first kiss. (First of many we all hope.)
Cas had kissed him, he thought the truth finally sinking in, and with that he sighed and smiled widely as he put his car in gear and drove home, only one thought going round and round in his mind. Cas had kissed him.
(Yeah they've kissed. Finally. Only taken 25 chapters.)