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Dean had finally allowed Cas out of their bed, a little later than the former angel had wanted, but not as late as Dean had wished, and when Cas had insisted he have his shower alone Dean had conceded. It would probably be best to talk to Sam without Cas around first. To see how the land lay with his brother. Taking a deep breath and fastening his robe Dean pushed back his shoulders as he strode into the kitchen.

"There's coffee in the pot, and I'm making bacon and eggs for breakfast, all right?" Sam said when he saw his brother walk purposefully through the door. He couldn't help but smirk when Dean checked at his words. So Dean had not expected him to be friendly, well, he could understand that. They hadn't exactly left it on the best of terms. It was time to sort this out once and for all. Then it would be done, and Sam would no longer have to worry about that. He had a feeling they would have so much more to worry about soon anyway.

"Sounds good." Dean replied cautiously as he moved and poured himself some coffee, not letting his eyes leave his brother as he did so. He was waiting for the other shoe to drop, cos Sammy acting as if nothing happened was never a good thing.

"I spoke to Crowley." Sam said turning round from where he was cooking so he could see his brother's reaction to his words.

"And?" Dean asked in a guarded tone, still waiting for the explosion.

"He explained why he did it, made the deal. He's fucked up, you know that right?" Sam said casually loving how Dean looked like he was tensing for a fight. Served him right for making the deal in the first place, stupid freaking idiot that he was.

"Well yeah, he's the king of hell." Dean responded with a chuckle starting to relax slightly. Sammy didn't seemed to be pissed at him, he wasn't even giving him one of his bitchfaces, surely that meant that it was okay right? Or was he just lulling him into a false sense of security and waiting until he had relaxed before he pounced.

"He's more fucked up that normal." Sam responded with a shudder as he remembered the conversation he had had with the demon. He was not going to even think about the idea of progress reports, let alone give Dean that message.

"Is that even possible?" Dean asked relaxing even more. He was pretty sure Sam was actually okay with what he had done now. He had no idea what Crowley had said, but he had a feeling he owed the guy, not that he would ever say that out loud, to anyone.

"Apparently so, but that doesn't matter. Look I'm not going to tell Cas, I'll leave that up to you." Sam said deciding he had tortured Dean enough. He just wanted them to be back to how they were. Back to being brothers.

"That ain't never gonna happen." Dean spluttered as he took a drink of coffee. There was no way he would ever tell Cas that he made a deal to get him to fall in love with him. The guy would leave without a backwards glance if he ever found out. He would hate Dean for what he had done. So no, Cas was never gonna find out if he could help it.

"You have to tell him Dean." Sam exclaimed, surely his brother realised there was no way he could keep this a secret from Cas for the rest of the lives. Things like this didn't stay hidden forever, they always came out and bit them in the ass. Dean needed to get out in front of it and explain it now. Save the pain that would come if Cas ever found out from someone else.

"Why?" Dean asked glaring at him. He didn't see any way that telling Cas would be beneficial to them. They were happy and they were together, did it really matter how they got there? It just mattered that they did. He loved the guy, surely that was the most important thing, right?

"Because a relationship built on a lie won't work. Believe me." Sam responded with a sigh as he remembered the ones he had had. Remembered how keeping his secrets had got Jess killed, and how he had given up who he was when he was with Amelia.

"None of it's a lie Sam. I love him and I'm planning on spending the rest of my life with him. That's the only important things in our relationship." Dean argued. He was right about this, and nothing Sammy could say would change his mind.

"You love him hu?" Sam asked his eyebrow raising at hearing that word from Dean's lips. It wasn't one Dean ever used lightly, if he used it at all.

"Yeah I do." Dean nodded in reply staring his brother in the eye waiting for him to dispute his claim, to tell him it was all bullshit, that he didn't know what love was.

"You told him that?" Sam asked instead, wondering just how close Dean had got to Cas. How much he had let the guy into his heart.

"Not that it's any of your business, but yeah, last night." Dean responded feeling his cheeks heat slightly at this chick-flick crap.

"And does he love you back?" Sam smirked enjoying how uncomfortable Dean was with this conversation. Loving the colour it had brought to his cheeks. Oh yeah, this would be material to use against his brother for years to come.

"He's been human for what, a week? Come on Sammy, he doesn't know what love is." Dean replied defensively. Cas couldn't know if he loved him yet, it wasn't possible.

"I'm sure he knew love as an angel." Sam argued right back. He was in no doubt of Cas' feelings for his brother. From what he had seen the angel had loved him for years.

"That's different. Human emotions are so much more intense, he needs to work them out before I'll let him even consider how he feels about me." Dean explained what he thought was a very sensible way of looking at the situation Cas was in.

"My god Dean." Sam responded with a soft smile for his brother. For he understood what Dean did not. It wasn't that Cas didn't love him, but more Dean wasn't ready to hear the words, wasn't ready to have someone show him that sort of commitment. He was scared, not that Cas wouldn't love him, but that he couldn't love him. Because deep down Dean still did not feel worthy of such an emotion from anyone. He did not believe he deserved to be happy.

"What?" Dean asked confused about why Sammy was looking at him like that.

"Nothing." Sam replied with a shake of his head, the smile still firmly in place as he realised the uphill battle Cas was going to have to persuade Dean he loved him. But if anyone could do it, it would be Cas, that Sam now knew with certainty.

"Hmm, I think you're burning the eggs." Dean responded not sure he really wanted to know what Sam was thinking, but knowing he would prefer it if he didn't stink out the whole bunker.

"Oh shit." Sam snapped as he turned round and pulled the pan off the heat and looked at the congealed mess inside. Now this was the reason he didn't cook, he got distracted and burnt shit.

With that Dean leant back smirking as he drank his coffee and his brother had to throw away the food he was cooking and start again. Yeah this was good, this was how it should be between them, they were back to being brothers. At that Dean breathed a sigh of relief, he hadn't wanted to lose Sam over this. He never wanted to lose Sam over anything.

Castiel who had been standing in the corridor by the door frowned at the words he had heard. He hadn't meant to eavesdrop, but he had heard Sam say that a relationship built on a lie could not work and he couldn't help himself. He wanted to know what it was that was going on between the brothers. Was this connected to the conversation Dean and Sam had had about Dean hurting him? But what lie did Sam think their relationship was based on? Castiel could not think of one, could not think of any reason that Dean would ever lie to him, expect, as he had thought the previous night that Dean had only been with women. Maybe that was the lie? Maybe Dean had had relationships with men that he did not know of, was that what Sam wanted him to tell him?

Or was this something else? Something connected to what he used to be, something to do with the angels? Was Dean keeping information about them from him? No he wouldn't do that surely, he knew how he felt about the angels being on earth being his fault. Dean would never keep information about them from him, would he? At that Castiel eyes went wide as he realised that actually yes Dean would, if he thought it would hurt Castiel and that there was nothing he could do about it. Then yes he could very well see Dean keeping things from him. Hmm. He did not like the idea of him doing so, though he could understand why he would. But he did not need protecting, surely Dean knew that? Just because he was human, he could still cope with the consequences of his actions. Though then Dean words about human emotions and how he didn't feel he had got a hold on them yet came to mind. It made a sudden kind of sense in his mind, and if that was the case, then he and Dean would need to talk about the man's overly protective instincts. But he would soon find out exactly what all the angels had been up to. They were close to finding a way to get them back to heaven, Dean could hide nothing from him now.

With a shake of his head at the overprotectiveness of the man he knew he loved he moved so he was in the doorway, time to join the brothers and find out just what Kevin Tran had learnt.

"I don't think I want to eat whatever that is." He said entering the room wrinkling his nose at the smell. His words caused Dean to turn with to him with a beautiful smile upon his lips, he was so captivated by it, he didn't even notice the bitchface Sam sent him.