A/N: WOO WE ARE ON A ROLL.
Here's another chapter! Thanks to the lovely agent-wats0n (and our love for Destiel.)
Same as usual on typing.
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Where are Sam and Gabriel anyways?
Uh… Good question.
They are in the bunker correct?
Yes they're in the bunker.
So where could they be? Neither of them are in their bedrooms.
That's what's taking you so long? You're looking for them?
I'm not looking for them, I'm just wondering where they could be.
Why not tap into one of thei- Wait. Don't do that. You don't need that mental picture.
Whatever you say Dean.
Yeah… Why don't you come here and we'll relax…And after we relax, we'll go on a Sammy and Gabe hunt.
That sounds nice.
Doesn't it? Come on, we'll listen to all the soft rock music I have… maybe have a few beers, make out a little, try some of the stuff we bought… ;)
Is that what a "date" is?
Well kinda yeah.
I like the sound of it.
… So do I.
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Cas your faces are adorable. How far are you from my room? I want to pick music.
I'm just down the hallway.
Perfect. How do you feel about Elvis?
He actually sounds nice. I met him once actually.
Seriously!? You lucky ass.
At the time he was not well known, and Father sent me to set him on the right path.
YOU MADE ELVIS, ELVIS?
It would seem so.
DAMN. Cas, have I ever told you I love you?
Once. I love you too Dean.
Wait… When did I tell you I love you? I love you Cas.
You just did. And now a second time.
… Okay, that makes more sense.
It has a nice ring to it.
Doesn't it? You know what else has a nice ring to it? The knock on my door that I just heard.
That would be me.
I aware. Walk in the door, I've got beer and just started playing Elvis.
Hi Dean.
You can stop texting me now. Keep your phone though… for a while it'll be the only form of communication you have… ;)
I don't know if I should be intrigued or scared.
Both.
Oh no.