It got to mid-July and Officer Henriksen wasn't happy with how much Castiel had done as an informant. Cas had nearly forgotten about his job because his time and focus was all Dean.

Cas only found out his displeasure when Henriksen called him while he was at Dean's and he ignored the call. Instead, he made out with Dean on his couch while they had some movie on in the background.

When Cas finally and reluctantly left Dean's because Dean had work and called Henriksen back, it had been over two hours and several missed calls.

"Novak, I swear if you were with…"

"Why did you call?" Cas cut him off with a sigh. Henriksen's rants about Dean were getting old.

"Can you…" Cas could tell that he was struggling to find the right words, "can you please come down to the station? Officer Mills and I would like to speak with you."

Cas had to hold back a laugh at how Henriksen was speaking carefully and through his teeth. Cas would bet on pain of never seeing Dean again that Mills was standing right next to him making him be nice. And he wouldn't make that bet lightly.

"Sure," Cas agreed. Henriksen said nothing and just hung up.

At the station, a cup of water was waiting for Castiel as he sat, as usual, across from the two cops.

"Castiel, thanks for coming," Mills began.

Cas nodded as he graciously drank the water. The weather was finally realizing it was July and started to act accordingly. It was freaking hot outside.

"We were wondering if you could get us more information than you have," Mills asked, sounding a little cautious.

"Specifically, the locations where the other guys sell," Henriksen said but practically in a civil tone.

Cas figured this was why he was nice on the phone and he got water. He was being buttered up but it didn't matter. Cas couldn't call them out on it.

"I could, sure," Cas said. He kind of had to, didn't he? There was no way he was going to jail or letting Gabriel go either if he could help it.

"Thanks," Henriksen said, almost in pain by being polite.

Cas had to leave the room before cracking up and getting in trouble.

Cas and Dean sold on their corner with Benny the next day. This was only slightly disappointing to them because they weren't alone but Benny was nice enough to go into the store and buy a Coke to give them some time.

They used it wisely. Dean kissed Cas, pressing him against the wall and tasting like cigarettes when Benny came back and announced his presence with a small clearing of his throat.

"Sorry," Dean said with a shy smile to match Cas's.

"No, you're not, brother," Benny laughed. "And you don't have to be."

Dean was grateful for Benny and he was growing on Cas, too.

The three of them relocated to the store's parking lot to join everyone else loitering around.

Benny, Dean and Cas stuck to staying by the Impala and everyone else kind of just gave them space.

"Where does, uh, everyone else sell?" Cas asked. Dean and Benny both gave him a look.

"Just curious," Cas said defensively. Dean shrugged and they told him.

Between the two of them, they could tell Cas the streets where they sold in pairs. Alastair and Azazel weren't far from Dean and Benny's corner. Gordon and Jake were to the west by a little and Dick and Edgar were further south. Crowley just supervised everything.

"But he still gets a cut?" Cas asked, struggling to remember all three intersections. He would have to remember them and text Henriksen right when he got the chance.

"The biggest," Dean said bitterly.

"Hey, you guys coming to Crowley's?" Jake asked as he walked up to the car, cutting off the conversation.

"Another party?" Benny asked.

"You know it," Jake answered.

Dean looked at Cas who shrugged.

"Yeah, probably," Dean responded.

Cas had to smile a little because Dean checked with him and seemed like he only wanted to go if Cas went.

That was fine by him.

The Saturday that Crowley was planning on having another party, Cas woke up to a text from Dean.

Dean: What are you doing today? I got Bobby to give me the day off.

Cas: Nothing. Why, do you have something in mind?

Dean: Yes but it's a surprise. I'll be at your place soon.

Cas: Okay.

Cas didn't try to type out his feelings because it was impossible to put them into words. There wasn't anything to say but "okay." How do you text that seeing a message from Dean already made his day and he was warm and basically electric all over? Dean had a day off and he wanted to spend it with him. Cas grinned like an idiot and could only guess at what Dean had in mind.

Dean showed up in the Impala as Cas waited on the front steps of his apartment building. Instead of pulling over on the street to pick Cas up, he went and parked. When he walked back, Cas must have looked confused and Dean laughed.

"Cas, you gotta trust me a little, man. It's gonna be fun!" Dean exclaimed.

"Where are we going?" Cas asked as they started to walk down the street.

"You'll see."

Cas pouted.

"Oh, all right, I'll tell you one thing. We're starting on the train."

"That's still very vague, Dean."

Dean laughed.

"I told you already, it's a surprise! Don't you like surprises?"

"Not particularly."

"You'll like this one, I promise."

Cas looked over at Dean as he walked and saw sincerity in those wonderful eyes that set him at ease. He'd follow him anywhere, explanation or not.