Cas had another strange dream which he was asked about the next morning when he went to see Dr. Crojin.

"I was an angel again for some reason. Dean, Sam, me, and some middle aged redneck type were trying to fight the apocalypse. We knew there was no chance, but we had to try since if we couldn't a lot of people would die. Sam let Lucifer possess him so he could jump back into hell. When we went to help Sam take control Lucifer beat the shit out of Dean and killed me and Bobby, the redneck. Somehow Sam managed to get control and he jumped into hell taking Michael with him. God brought me back to life so I healed Dean and brought back Bobby and later managed to pull Sam out of hell. But we did the impossible, we stopped the apocalypse," Cas explained.

"Do you think that Sam going to hell has something to do with being afraid of losing him?" Dr. Crojin asked.

"Nope," Cas responded deciding not to let her warp his good dream. "Sam's my friend and he's not going anywhere. If anyone has to worry about losing him it's Jess. Besides I got him back."

"What do you mean Jess should be worried?" Dr. Crojin asked.

"I doubt Sam's leaving her anytime soon," Cas said. "Nancy and Miranda were just deciding who was the hotter twin and apparently Sam won."

"Really?" She asked seeming shocked, she then caught her composure and cleared her throat. "Sorry that was unprofessional."

Cas snickered.

"In this dream you lost everyone, but managed to bring them back. Are you afraid people are going to leave you?" She asked.

"No," Cas said. "Because I know they aren't. It was just some figment of my imagination in a dream. And you could easily psychoanalyze the dream to be bad, but just as easily as good. After all we got rid of the bad guys and won. We managed to get back and we got over our problems without giving up on each other. It's not about the fact that I lost them it's that I got them back."

"I like your thinking," She said. "This is good progress."

"The dream yesterday wasn't bad either," Cas said. "It was showing that Dean and I are still close when we were older. We were going to die together and we were standing up to do the right thing. And since when is arguing with the therapist good progress?"

"You're handling it calmly and not yelling," She said. "And you're standing up for yourself and clearly have confidence in your relationships. Plus you're having dreams that you recognize as good."

At the end of their session when Cas was about to leave Dr. Crojin told him, "And you two do realize that you can spend a couple of hours together right? Just as long as you aren't permanently stuck to each other's side all day."

So when Cas walked into the cafeteria he walked straight to the table where Dean was sitting with the three others.

He grabbed the back of Dean's neck and the other boy opened his mouth to say something, but didn't get it out before Cas began to kiss him.

When Cas pulled away Dean instantly asked, "What do you have a cafeteria fetish?"

Cas rolled his eyes and sat down sarcastically saying, "Something like that."

"And hi to you too Cas," Nancy said. "Most people don't start a conversation by walking up to a group of people and making out with someone."

Cas just shrugged as he grabbed food off of Dean's plate.

"What brings you over here anyways?" Dean asked guarding his food. "I thought you were on a strict Dean-free diet."

"I hope you realize how disgusting that sounded," Miranda commented.

Dean just shrugged and said, "At least I didn't say an all Dean diet."

"Apparently we're allowed to co-exist for a couple of hours a day," Cas answered Dean's question.

"So have any more hooker dreams?" Dean asked.

"What did I miss yesterday?" Nick asked.

"No, but I had a similar dream," Cas responded.

"Were you an angel again?" Dean asked with a grin.

Cas admitted that he was and then told Dean the entire story.

"I'm telling Sammy you killed him off in your sleep," Dean said. "By the way I win."

"At what?" Asked Cas.

"I was the only one who didn't die, I win," Dean said.

Cas rolled his eyes, "Yeah but you were just a human. You were laying on the ground all beaten and swollen and crying and gross."

"Good to know you're dreaming about me being injured and crying. And that your main concern is if my looks are up to par at the time," Dean said sarcastically. "So did you have wings?"

"Uhh . . . I think so, but I don't think that anyone could see them," Cas replied.

"Then what's the point of having them? And how do you even know you were an angel then?" Dean asked.

"It was only a dream. And I just knew, okay? What did you dream about? I doubt it made much sense either," Cas said.

"That's private," Dean said with a smirk.

"You made me tell you my dream again, you're telling me your dream," Cas said.

"I dreamed that we were older and had kids, it was Christmas," Dean said wincing as he said the word kids.

"Well I don't know if I'm ready to have kids yet," Cas replied as he put an arm around the embarrassed Dean. "My angel duties might get in the way of being able to watch them."

"You kind of sound like a crappy angel," Nick pointed out. "It sounds like you didn't listen to orders anyways."

"Are you kidding? I had apocalypses to stop and angels to interrogate," Cas said. "I was a busy little hummingbird."

Dean seemed to forget about his own embarrassment, which had been Cas's goal, as he asked, "Did you just call yourself a hummingbird?"

Cas nodded with a grin while Dean rolled his eyes and asked, "You couldn't be like a crow or a vulture or something?"

"Well then you would have just corrected me and called me a hummingbird," Cas said with a smirk.

"A single bee is more likely to kill someone than a hummingbird," Dean said. "How can you guys say he's the guy in the relationship?"

"Who says I feel like killing people?" Cas asked.

"That's it, I'm moving tables," Miranda said and the other two agreed as they left Cas and Dean to their talk about the birds and the bees. . . That is whether Cas was a hummingbird or a bee . . .

A/N: Please read and review! I feel like a broken record saying this for the millionth time but thanks for reading and I hope you're still enjoying this :D

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