Author's Note: So, how will Dean, Benny, and Chuck deal with Chuck's revelation? Will Sam, Cas, Ben, or Eli try to involve themselves in the situation?

Other: And, a continuing thank you to my beta for this story, vrskaandrea - any remaining errors are solely my own.

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Overachiever

Sam and Cas had already left for their respective jobs. Ben was in his room playing on his phone.

Dean was eating the grits and grillades that Benny had made for breakfast, Benny was eating the eggs sardou, and Chuck was eating the pain perdu…with sliced strawberries, powdered sugar, and some of Cas' fresh honey and a bit of honeycomb - unbeknownst to Cas. They were sitting around in a triangle on the floor of the music studio.

'You know that Cas is going to be pissed if he ever finds out that you're the one that keeps stealing his honey.' Dean stated looking at Chuck.

'Honeycomb!' Chuck said happily.

Dean laughed. 'I know, I know…you like the honeycomb with your French toast. I swear, I'd be half-tempted to tell him that YOU'RE the one taking it so that I could get him to start getting you some damn honeycomb when he goes to the farmers market! I'd even pay him for it.' He said with a smirk.

Benny decided not to correct Dean since pain perdu was its French name.

'Please?' Chuck asked innocently with a puppy dog eyes look that Dean would've sworn he'd have had to have learnt from Sam - or Cas who'd learnt it from Sam.

Dean rolled his eyes. 'Sure.' He said in amusement but shaking his head.

'So, what do we do about the other situation?' Benny asked carefully, changing the subject.

'Which one? About when Chuck will be back to writing and I'll be back to acting? About the fact that Chuck is in love with me? Or, is it something else?' Dean asked curiously.

'I wouldn't try to get you to go back before you were ready and I know that you won't be ready until he is, so…it's not about that. And, we could talk about Ben's behavior last night, but that's a conversation that he needs to be present for, so…it's not about that, either. I'm talking about Chuck admitting he's in love with you.' Benny explained.

Chuck kept his head down, trying to dig a small piece of honeycomb out of the bottom of the jar of honey - honestly, he didn't even care much for the honey itself…he liked the comb…the honey just came along for the ride.

Benny watched Chuck before looking at Dean and leaning over to whisper in Dean's left ear. 'Are you sure there's not something else wrong with him? There's times where he's almost like a little kid.' He asked questioningly.

'Have you ever seen Cas when HE'S genuinely happy? He could go bouncing off the walls like he was a two-year-old - or Gabriel - on a sugar high.' Dean pointed out. 'I've grown up around Cas so for someone ELSE to act…childish, I don't pay it any mind. And, besides…Chuck has always been a bit…off when he's sober for extended periods of time.' He added.

Benny went back to watching Chuck trying to fish out a piece of honeycomb from the jar with a sharp tipped knife and never hooking it well enough to get it more than a speck up from the bottom. Benny took the jar and knife from Chuck. 'Hey!' Chuck said offended. Benny ignored Chuck, before fishing the piece of honeycomb out for Chuck and plunking it down on Chuck's pain perdu then handing the jar and knife back to Chuck. 'Thank you.' Chuck said uncertainly.

'So, how do you plan on handling it, cher?' Benny asked, turning his attention back to Dean.

Dean poked around at the food on his plate. 'I don't really know if I can until he's better, Benny. I don't want him running off, again. And, what if this - these feelings of his simply go away once he's better?' He asked carefully.

'Or, what if he has always had these feelings and he's just not hiding them as well while he's like this?' Benny pointed out.

Dean shook his head. 'I don't know, Benny. I wish I did, but I just don't.' He admitted regretfully.

'Have you considered telling him you're just not interested?' Benny asked curiously, piercing a bit of his egg and artichoke with his fork before jamming his fork in his mouth.

Dean shrugged before stirring the grits, veal, and gravy absentmindedly with his fork. 'Yeah.' He admitted distractedly.

'And, the reason you haven't?' Benny asked curiously.

'Because, he knows I'm not interested and you know that there's a difference between SLEEPING together and -' Dean began to attempt to explain.

'But, you have had sex with him before, Dean!' Benny pointed out, irritated.

'And, we've been drunk EVERY DAMN TIME!' Dean snapped.

'No.' Chuck butted in.

Benny looked at Chuck. 'What?' He asked curiously.

'Shut up, Chuck!' Dean thought concerned to himself, repeating it as a sort of mantra.

Chuck looked at Benny. 'No.' He repeated.

'No what?' Benny asked curiously.

Chuck looked at Dean who was shaking his head hard enough that he was lucky he wasn't giving himself whiplash. 'Drunk. Not drunk.' Chuck said carefully.

Dean's head dropped, his shoulders slumped, and he knew without looking that Benny was looking at him. 'Once! One damn time, Chuck! And, if you would think for a damn minute, you'd remember WHEN and WHY that happened!' Dean snapped, but didn't raise his head.

Benny looked at Chuck. 'Why were you sober?' He asked curiously. He knew it sounded bad but it was the only way he knew to ask the question.

Chuck lowered his head. Benny looked at Dean who mouthed two words 'please don't.'

Benny narrowed his eyes at Dean. 'Key. Bee.' Chuck said slowly but frustrated.

Benny looked at Chuck. 'What the hell does a key and a bee have to do with…why you slept with him sober?' He snapped.

'He's trying to say Becky.' Dean clarified for Benny.

Benny looked at Dean a bit calmer. 'What does Becky have to do with this?' He asked curiously.

'Do you remember when Gabriel showed up and asked me a very specific question after he told me about a specific video?' Dean asked, choosing his words carefully.

Benny's eyes widened and without thinking, he began to ask, 'The -'

'Yes.' Dean said stiffly.

'So, the reason you slept with him has to do with what Gabriel was talking about…which means you're not going to tell me shit?' Benny asked, oddly calmly.

Dean shrugged. 'Pretty much.' Dean admitted.

Benny turned his attention back to Chuck. 'Would you tell me? It doesn't have to leave this room.' He said casually.

Dean decided not to point out that with the way the studio was set up and that if someone was outside and had the headset on that attached to the mixing console, they'd never necessarily know something had been overheard.

Chuck looked curiously at Benny before looking at Dean. 'No. Don't want. No. Tell. Don't. Dean!' He said desperately.

Dean looked at Benny. 'Do I really need to translate that?' He asked curiously.

Benny shook his head.

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'Cher?' Benny asked carefully.

Dean looked up from his Twitter feed…in hindsight, he was going to have to disconnect his Twitter feed from his phone - or at least, the part that made it SO EASY to upload to Twitter from his photos/videos - because he really hadn't meant to post that video. Once Chuck got back onto social media, Chuck was going to kill him, because he sure as hell wasn't telling him beforehand 'Hey, you know how I convinced you to let me record us doing that song together? I promised it would just stay on my phone, nobody else besides us ever had to know it existed? Yeah, that video. Well, I sorta, maybe, might've accidentally posted it on Twitter. On the light side, it has 12000 likes and climbing. On the dark side, our managers are pissed because they think what happened to you was all a joke so we could take a break from work.' Yeah, no thanks. He'd go live with the kangaroos in Australia first!

'Look Benny, unless it's absolutely a matter of life and death, I need to call my manager, get this shit sorted out with this because I posted something I shouldn't have on Twitter. Then, I'm going to have to try to convince him to talk to Chuck's manager because I think last time I did…I threatened to castrate him.' Dean explained distracted.

Benny laughed but when he saw the serious look on Dean's face, he stopped. 'You're not kidding?' He asked concerned.

Dean shook his head. 'No.' He said honestly.

'What did he do, cher?' Benny asked curiously.

Dean huffed. 'It's a long story. The short version is he called me a bad influence on Chuck, said I was to blame for Chuck's alcoholism, and that I wouldn't be happy until he ended up in jail for…sharing his anxiety medicine with me. It snowballed from there eventually ending with me threatening to castrate him.' He explained.

Benny opened his mouth, snapped it back closed, and shook his head.

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Benny had listened to Dean as he talked to his manager and then to Chuck's, having to explain to both just how music therapy worked, and losing Benny both times around seven minutes into the twenty minute explanation.

'Cher?' Benny asked, having waited patiently while Dean had spoken to both managers.

'What does my patient little vampire want?' Dean asked with a wide smile.

'It's actually something I just started looking into…about soulmates.' Benny explained.

'Like what?' Dean asked curiously. 'Because remember, you know more about how this shit works then I do.' He explained.

'About the possibility of having two soulmates.' Benny said simply.

'And, you're on something a lot worse than anxiety medicine and hard liquor.' Dean said irritated before shaking his head.

'But, it is possible.' Benny pointed out.

'And, why the hell does this matter to you?' Dean asked curiously.

'Do you know what a genetic chimera is?' Benny asked curiously, ignoring Dean's question.

'Do I look like Adam to you?' Dean asked, shaking his head.

'It's where two fertilized eggs or early stage embryos fuse together…so a person who might have had a twin ends up…absorbing that potential twin.' Benny explained.

'Are you referring to the cause of why my blood is one cell line and my organs are another or why if you stick me under a UV light that I look like I have stripes?' Dean asked curiously.

'Well, you just made this a lot easier to explain, cher. And, it keeps me from having to ask if you had a twin early on.' Benny admitted.

'I know that after moms first ultrasound that I was thought to be a twin, I think by the time of the second…the twin had already disappeared.' Dean admitted.

'There's actually been genetic testing done that shows that it's possible for a genetic chimera to have two soulmates while only having one Soulmark, the latter reason hasn't been explained, but for people who legitimately have two soulmates, it's been proven that they're chimeras. BUT, that doesn't mean that just because you're a chimera that you'll have two soulmates, either.' Benny explained.

'And, this concerns me, why?' Dean asked curiously.

'Because, I'm trying to come up with a reason for Chuck loving you that I can actually live with.' Benny explained.

Dean knew that Benny couldn't have possibly meant that the way it came across. 'And, just what the hell does that mean?' Dean asked curiously but a little snappy, too.

'I'm trying to find a reason for Chuck loving you that I can live with.' Benny repeated.

'So, what Benny, you think that the only person who could possibly love me is because of some damn Soulmark? That it isn't possible that they could just love me for me?' Dean snapped.

Benny finally realized just what he was saying and the implication behind it for the person he was talking to. He opened his mouth, snapped it back closed, and shook his head. 'That's not what I meant, at all.' He attempted to explain.

'And, what DID you mean, Benny? That I knew even before Cas or Sam either one had their Soulmarks that they had a thing for each and that while I still slept with Cas that was a lot of the reason I didn't pursue anything with him was because I actually wanted to see if anything would ever come of it? That I fucked up with Lisa in so many goddamn ways that if it wasn't for you, I'd have probably never seen Ben again - and I'll always be grateful to you for that? Or, maybe you're one of those fucking lunatics that thinks that a person can only REALLY be in love when they're soulmates, and if THAT'S the case, my mistake WASN'T Chuck, it's you!' Dean said angrily.

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Author's Note: Benny just cannot catch a break! He keeps sticking his foot in his mouth! And honestly, I think this was THE PERFECT spot to end the chapter with what Dean just said.

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