Sam exited the bathroom after getting dressed, he fetched the newspaper from the scratched and worn table curled it up and hits Dean with it, who is still curled up on the cheap stained motel bed.

"Dude, what the hell?"

"Get your lazy ass up, I think I found us a job"

Dean is about to stand to check it out, when he sits back down realising he has a spot of morning glory

"Just give us a minute Sammy,"

Dean said with a suggestive look down south looking amused at what he said and the situation

"Seriously?"

Sam asked in slight disbelief that he managed it when not 10 minutes ago he told him he dreamt of demons, which is now sounding more unlikely.

"What did you dream about last night? 'Cause if it was demons you're spending to much time with me"

Sam joked as Deans mind flashed back to when Castiel first gently kissed his hand To them laying in bed Dean in Castiels arms completely as one, listening to he sound of Cas' breathing, whilst drawing circles with his fingers on Cas' smooth firm chest. A smile crept onto his face and he looked smug, until he caught Sam's eye and his smile instantly became a frown, and Dean became defensive

"Not a damn thing, mind your own damn business okay"

Sam smiled to himself as he got his jacket

"Dean you're like a sixteen year old"

"Yeah"

Dean said not listening to Sam in the slightest

"I'm going to get breakfast you want something?"

Dean shook his head to the surprise of Sam. Who until today has never really known dean to pass up food.

"Okay, get dressed"

With that he left the room.

Dean started to remember the true events of last night, he remembered the bar and the barmaid, sexy blonde and shamelessly flirting with an oblivious Cas

"Interested in Cas, huh yeah…well he wasn't interested in her, now was he no he wasn't, so there"

Dean stopped talking to himself and released he did sound about 6 and he also sounded kind of jealous. No that can't be, no way. But never the less no matter how much Dean denied it, it was so.

"This is crazy"

Dean said to himself as he stood up and went to the bathroom for a well deserved shower; after all he had just been dream fucking one of his best friends all night, that just happens to be a guy, and an angel- kind of takes it out of you.

Dean entered the shower and began singing one of his favourite songs, as he was rubbing shower gel over his firm abs, he remembered how it felt having Cas slowly brush his soft finger tips down his body, how it felt having him kissing his chest and running his tongue over his stomach. Dean shook his head desperate to get these thoughts out of his head, they were wrong;

"It's not gods w…"

Dean quoted from dream Cas, but like Cas he couldn't finish. Dean couldn't finish this sentence because he knew straight after that, Cas kissed him so passionately his heart burst with pleasure, not to mention his cock. Dean didn't know how to process this information of new found lust, so like any good hunter he repressed them, buried his feelings and concentrated on the job at hand.

By the time dean left the bathroom Sam was back from breakfast and was at the table shoulder high in research.

"Researching a little early he have no idea what where dealing with, hell we having even got there yet"

Sam glanced up at dean, and starting clearing the table

"It's not research just generally reading into the supernatural"

Sam looked once again at Dean who this time had a complete blank face, totally stunned by his brother

"What? Knowledge is power"

Dean looked at the books still waiting to be packed away. They had titles like "Magick for beginners" "werewolf's all you need to know" and "vampires…they are out there."

"Really?"

This was followed by a firm yet slightly embarrassed response by Sam, who flashed him a quick dimpled smile

"Dude, you are such a geek"

"What ever, let's go"

"To where, not really on the same page here Sammy"

"Washington"

"What? Why? Are you on a high school field trip?"

"Something like that"

Showing Dean the newspaper headline

"'32 school children disappear', on a field trip they just vanished"

"No one saw anything?"

"Well the children went to the Lincoln memorial,"

"Never to be seen again"

Dean joked with spooky hand gestures, Sam threw his brother a harsh look, this wasn't the time for jokes, and these were children after all.

"Sorry Sammy"

"Okay well, this man says he saw a burning white light come from the roof of the building just after a mild earthquake that shook the foundations of the memorial"

Sam read from the article

"Sammy are you kidding me? Freaking angels kidnapping children?"

"That's what it looks like yeah"

"Great"

Dean said sounding less than enthused whilst grabbing his keys and heading for his beloved 67 impala, and stared up the engine and listened to her purr, whilst leaving Sam clearing everything away.