When Cas and Dean pulled away both were grinning from ear to ear. "Remind me why we haven't been doing this before?" Dean asked.

"I believe the correct answer is, as Bobby would have said," Cas said. "Because we're both idjits." Dean smiled.

"Alright," Dean said, once the cheering had died down. "New Years resolutions anyone?"

"I've got one," Sam said. "I'm gonna try not to fall out with my brother this year."

"That would be most appreciated Sam," Cas said. "When you fall out with Dean it has repercussions that can affect the world.

"Oh thanks, Cas," The brothers said. Ben laughed at them.

"Ben, have you got one?" Dean asked.

"Erm," Ben said. "Keep my room tidy?"

"Ben, are you telling me your room isn't tidy?" Dean asked.

"Er... no?" Ben said, ducking rapidly behind Sam.

"Ben keeping your room tidy is a very good New Years resolution," Cas said before Dean could have a go at Ben, it was midnight he couldn't go yelling at him. "Dean?"

"Spend more time with my family and less time saving people, hunting things," Dean said.

"Did I really just hear Dean say he would spend less time on the family business?" Sam asked, mock shock in his voice.

"Screw you, Bitch," Dean said. "Or I might just change my mind.

"Jerk," Sam said. "What's yours Cas?"

"Heaven can wait," Cas said, his eyes locked on Dean. Dean raised his eyebrows.

"That so?" Dean asked.

"Yes," Cas replied.

"Sammy, Benj," Dean said. "See ya later!" With that Dean dragged Cas off to their room.

"Are they going to do it?" Ben whispered conspiratorially.