"Dean, wait!" Sam called after his brother as he ran from the motel room. Dean sighed slowing his stride slightly through he knew his brother could have caught up, "I really don't want to talk about this," Dean said. He wasn't even sure how he felt about everything at this point. Sure, it was all fire and desire between them, but what did it all really mean? What kind of future could they really have together?

"Dean," Sam said keeping stride beside him as they walked down the sidewalk, "why didn't you just tell me?"

Dean scoffed softly, "Like I could have just come out and tell you," he said.

Sam looked ahead of them as they walked, "so you like Cas? It's really not all that surprising,"

"I'm not gay," Dean said grabbing his brother's sleeve pulling him to a stop, "I'm not," he said.

Sam tried to stifle a smile but didn't quite manage it, "Yeah you kind of are," he said.

"Shut up," Dean said and turned back walking to the hotel. "So are we planning a June wedding? maybe April," Sam asked jokingly. Dean rolled his eyes, "Bite me," Dean muttered as he started walking again.

"Seems Cas has that handled," Sam said falling a few steps ehind him.

"I think I found it," Dean said flipping the computer around showing his brother the screen, "Sack Man, also known as…"

"The Boogeyman?" Sam asked not convinced, "How do we even know that he is real?" he asked.

"There are hundreds of stories dating back thousands of years," Dean said turning the screen back towards him, "In some they have mentioned him leaving a black spot behind leaving the smell of the dead in his wake."

Sam chewed it over a second, "Makes sense," He said, "so how do we gank it?"

Dean scrolled through the information, "a knife soaked in the blood of a calf," he said, "the blade had to be iron," he said.

Sam looked at him, "ok so how do we bring it to us to kill it?" he asked.

Dean sighed and sat back, "We can't, we have to catch it above ground it says here is snatches in groups of 3?" he said.

"He already snatched 2 so we just have to figure out who the 3rd victim is," Sam said.

"You make it sound so easy," Dean said.

"Maybe it is," Castiel appeared beside the table, "This thing has a pattern and I have cracked it,"

"Care to elaborate, Cas?" Dean asked not taking his eyes off the computer. There was an awkward silence before Castiel finally spoke. "No need I found the house," he said setting an address on the table and before another word could be spoken he was gone.

"Is it cold in here? No, no, I think it's just you," Sam said looking at Dean.

"I'm not being cold," Dean scoffed and went to the fridge.

"Dean I know-"

"Stop, Sam," Dean said, "just stop, not your problem," He popped the top on his beer before

Sam looked at his brother then to the address on the table, "I guess I'll go get the Calf's blood for the knife," he said grabbing his coat before heading out the door without another word.

Dean sighed pinching the bridge of his nose. He knew it would be long till the pounding behind his eyes would be unbearable. He felt something change in the room and he looked up, "Cas, if you are playing invisible drop it,"

It took a few moments but Castiel materialized in front of him, "after you were so glib I figured you wouldn't want to see me, I just wanted to make sure you are ok," he said

"I'm fine, Cas" he said and took a swig off his beer.

"Fine? You don't seem fine," he said stepping close to him.

Dean sighed closing his eyes a moment, "Cas you don't get it," he said and looked at him, "I don't know how to do this. I'm a one night stand kind of guy, I see you every day," he said his face soften slightly, "But here you are every day,"

Castiel's eye brows pulled together his head turned to the side slightly in confusion wondering what this had to do with it.

Dean sighed, "Don't give me that fucking look," he said

"I don't understand, Dean, What am I supposed to do then?" he asked. He took another step and there was barely a foot of space between them.

"Cas," Dean looked down at the beer in his hand.

"Tell me you don't want me as badly as I want you," Castiel said lifting his chin softly, "Say it and I will never try again."

Dean looked over his face and grabbed his tie yanking him forward so their mouth collided. Their mouths worked in perfect unison for a few moments before Dean broke the kiss, "I hate you sometimes," Dean said, making Castiel smile, "No you don't," he said and kissed his lips again.

Castiel grabbed the back of his neck feeling their bodies press together. It seemed as if every sound that came through the thin walls disappeared and it was just them. Dean's lips pressed to his neck. His teeth nipped at his ear. "Dean," Castiel's voice was soft in Dean's ear as his hips pressed forward feeling his bulge through their pants. The moan that drifted from Castiel's mouth made Dean ache.

They both knew they had a job to handle but all either of them could think about was this moment and the heat that seemed to permeate every corner of the room. Dean pushed Castiel backwards till he felt the Bed against the back of his knees.

"We have to be quick," Castiel said tossing his tan coat over the foot of Sam's bed.

"I know, " Dean said and turned him around kissing up the back of his neck as he pulled his pants open sliding his hands up Castiel's back under his shirt.

Castiel's eyes closed slowly as he sighed in desire wanting nothing more than he wanted this moment to last. Castiel slid his pants down pressing his naked ass back against him, "I want you so much," he said softly.

Dean moaned softly feeling him pressing against him, "As you wish," he said softly unzipping his jeans releasing his aching member. Pressing to Castiel's ass he kissed his neck. He slowly pushed into him again and again as he worked opened his buttons. Castiel leaned forward pressing his hands to the matress to keep his balance, "Don't stop," He begged stroking himself as Dean filled him till he felt like he might explode.

Dean pushed his hands up Castiel's back gripping his shoulders giving him better leverage, "Fuck, Cas" he moaned softly feeling his eye close in pleasure as his head fell back. The pleasure of him coursed through Dean's veins as he plunged into him harder and faster feeling himself climbing closer and closer to the edge.

Castiel reached back and grabbed Deans hip with one hand, "Come one baby, don't stop," he begged and Dean groaned thrusting into him and filled him with his hot seed. Dean stood the buried inside him a moment pulling him up wrapping his arms around him. Castiel turned around and kissed his lips, "I love you, Dean,"

Dean smiled and kissed his lips softly, "I love you," he said and wrapped his arms around him.

There was an awkward silence as they sat in the impala outside of the address Castiel had given them. Dean picked at the nonexistent lint on his jeans. He watched the upstairs window where he assumed where the child's room was.

"Dean did you see that?" Sam asked pulling out his binoculars handing them to Dean, "Second bedroom on the first floor,"

Dean lifting them over his eyes and he saw what had caught his brothers eye, "What is that?" he asked dropping them.

Suddenly a bone chilling came from the house. Sam and Dean sprang from the car running kicking in the front door. The Smell was easy to floor.

"Who the hell are you?" a man grabbed Dean's shoulder spinning him.

"Sir, we are here to help," he said shoving his hand off before taking off down the hall with him on their heels.

When the bedroom door opened the shape of the beast seemed to constantly shift and the edges of him seemed blurred. A snarl can from him as Dean walked slowly circling, "You are one ugly, bitch," he said keeping its attention. Sam lunged plunging the blood soaked blade through its spine into his heart. The creature shrieked as the light seemed to grow brighter from inside him.

The creature burned for a moment leaving no trace behind. They all stood there a moment "So I guess we should go." Dean said looking at their shocked expressions.

"you have a good night," Sam said with a charming smile and walked from the house and got into the Impala, "Open and shut. Lets head back to the bunker"

Dean nodded, "Alright," he said and they were back on the road again.